Wednesday, March 16, 2016
It waits for that one precise moment, like when you've lost your job because the care died and you couldn't find the money to get it fix and now your stressed out and worried about how you're going to make the rent. That moment when you start to feel like a worthless failure is when Depression will reach out and grab you, sinking its' claws as deeply as it can
Or maybe it will be when a relationship has gone bad and now you feel frightened and alone even though you laugh about finally "being free". Depression will sneak in like a cat sneaking up on the poor oblivious mouse and it will sink its' ragged teeth deep into your soul.
You'll do things you would never have believed you would do. You'll fill your bed with strangers just so you feel wanted...loved....needed. But it's a lie, you know you are degrading yourself and you are ashamed.
And Depression sinks those poisonous fangs a little deeper.
You'll stay in bed and not want to get up. What's to get up for anyway? You have no job, no car, no one that cares. Right?
No, that isn't right, but the poison Depression has infected you with causes you to believe that there is NOTHING worth getting up for.
Maybe you'l go to the bars and drink, have a "good" time. Hook up with that ex-boyfriend because he "still feels something" for you and you are so desperate to FEEL anything that you believe him.
And those horrible poisonous claws of Depression dig just a little deeper into your soul. Its' poison slowly blotting out everything but the pain.
If you've never suffered from severe depression, you probably have no idea what I am talking about, you probably think I'm just being dramatic. I'm not. If you've never suffered from severe depression you probably think it's easy to "shake it off" and go on because everyone has disappointments in life, every one has things go wrong, it's just a fact of life. Yes, everyone does have disappointments in life and things go wrong for us all, but for someone that suffers from depression it's not a matter of "shaking it off", it's a matter of brain chemistry.
Severe depression, clinical depression, is an ILLNESS. It is NOT something to be ignored or belittled. People who have been there, people that are STILL there know they can't just "get over it", they know the cruel things people think and say. They know the stigma of the words "mental health issues". The general public WILL NOT let them forget.
So while dealing with emotions you cannot control, with brain chemistry that is out of balance, with meds that make you tired and/or makes food taste like cardboard, meds that make you sleep or else shoot you into mania, while dealing with all of that you have to deal with people who do not understand and won't be bothered to educate themselves.
And the monster under the bed grows stronger.
Wednesday, July 22, 2015
Friday, June 26, 2015
Thursday, July 26, 2012
I admit that I have a new addiction. It hasn't become a problem as of yet, but that is simply because I haven't invested the money to actually have the item of my addiction.
You see, it's like this. I realize that I'm 52 years old, I know I shouldn't have all of the body issue problems that I have, but what can you do, right? Anyway, there is this infomercial on television that I am addicted to watching. That's strange in and of it's self, but the infomercial is for the Insanity Workout!! Yeah, that's right, a 60 day workout that will either kill you or else get you into the best shape you've ever been in your life. I'm hoping for the later result, but let's be realistic, okay.
Like I said, I'm 52 years old. That's not exactly a spring chicken, but I'm not entirely over the hill yet either (although I do believe I'm on the down side of it). For me to be seriously thinking about ordering these dvds and actually attempting to do a workout that thousands of people years younger than I am could not do speaks volumes about my sanity! (Okay E. stop laughing now)
I'm not at all sure that I can do this stupid workout, it looks like some type of medieval torture retinue, but, if the result are actually as amazing as they seem to be I'm willing to give it a try. (Not to mention that there is a money back guarantee if you find you can't do it.) So, I'm going to order INSANITY WORKOUT and give it a shot. It should be here in about a week or so, I'll let you know when I get it and how things go. (Y'all can encourage me, at least it would be nice if you did! LOL)
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
For those of you that don't know, West Virginia was hit with a massive wind/thunder storm on the evening of June 29th. That storm left over 680,000 homes/businesses without power. Now that in an of itself is bad enough, but some of us were left powerless (in many ways) for over two weeks!! For those of you that DON'T realize, living in the hills of West Virginia, in the country, no power means NO WATER, yes folks, you need power to run a water pump!! Surprise, surprise!!
To make things even worse, there was NO ICE in a four county area!!! Yeah, you need power to keep ice from melting, who knew? And the gasoline supply DISAPPEARED the day after the storm....people with generators NEEDED the gas, and there were a bunch of idiots that were just wanting to "top off the tank" just in case the power didn't come on!! WTF?
I didn't have power for 13 days, then they fixed the lines and I had power for about 34 hours and it was off again. The second time was only for around 16 hours, but after the ordeal I and many others had survived, that 16 hours was a horrid reminder of what it was like to survive the Summer of Darkness!!
As I sit here now, listening to the thunder booming in the distance, I am left with the nagging dread that our Summer of Darkness is not over. We are suppose to have thunderstorms for the next 3 - 4 days and that means lightening and probably strong winds. Since our wonderful power company, Mon Power, refuses to cut right of ways, it probably means that we will have to endure at least a few more days sitting and sweating in the sweltering heat. I hope I'm wrong, but I wouldn't bet that I am!!
I try to find humor in every situation, but this situation has stripped most of my humor from me. But I'll try to come up with something to make you at least giggle.
THINGS TO DO IN WEST VIRGINIA DURING A POWER OUTAGE IN JULY
On those few days when it does rain you should do the following:
2. Pray the rains lasts till it’s dark so you can strip down naked and take a “nature shower” on
3. Sit in doorway and watch rain
5. Pray the rain cools it down
6. Give up and try to sleep in your 100 degree bedroom
So now to give you the giggle......... My friend Esther gave me a one use grill, you know the kind, they are made of foil and have charcoal that has been treated....you just light it and let it burn down, then twenty minutes later you have a nice bed of coals to cook on. Anyway, Esther gave me this grill and I had some hot dogs and some canned chili....so I lit the grill, let it burn down, opened the chili and put it on the grill to get warm. Then it began to thunder......and thunder.....and thunder.....and RAIN.
Now for those of you that DON'T realize, charcoal doesn't burn that well in the rain!! So, I, being the crafty little bitch that I am, grabbed my HUGE umbrella, ran out to the yard, opened the umbrella and sat it on the ground with a rock keeping the handle in place, and then I proceeded to cook my chili, grill my hot dogs and eat supper, sitting half under an umbrella in the pouring rain!! Necessity really IS the Mother of invention!!
We were FINALLY able to get ice about a week after the lights went out. That made it possible to actually KEEP some lunch meat and stuff cold!! Let me tell you, lunch meat that has sat in the cooler for two hours smells SO much better than ANY type of meat that has been in the heat (well over 100 for five days in a row) for ANY length of time!!!
WAYS TO TELL IF YOUR LUNCH MEAT HAS GONE "OFF":
1. Smells much like your oldest sons tennis shoes after a long, hot game of basketball
2. Cats try to hork up a furball instead of tasting
3. Dogs gag at the scent
Now I NEVER had any of the above happen during this entire ordeal, but then again, I didn't buy more than a few pieces of lunch meat at a time....it was one of those One Meal At A Time Purchase things for me! It was expensive, but I didn't have to listen to the cats horking!!
On the serious side, I want to personally thank the Emergency responders here in Calhoun County, as well as the Head of the Emergency Management Team, Kathy Wood. I would also like to say thank you to the men and woman of the National Guard who delivered water and MRE's to people in the outlaying area. Without all of those wonderful people, who gave of their time and energy and worked tirelessly to make sure the citizens of this county were safe, many people would have lost their lives! Days of 100 plus temps, no water or food would have killed more than a few of us!!
Thank you all and God Bless you!!
Thursday, April 12, 2012
That's not too unusual, unless of course you consider the fact that we've had 80 degree weather already this year!! Yes, 80 degrees in March, 39 degrees in April!! We have flowers that have bloomed, trees that have budded, berries that were already starting to bud out.....and last night it was all of 28 degrees!!!
It's already flooded twice this Spring, and now there is no rain in sight!
Hot/cold, wet/dry....hmmmmm, I do believe I understand what Mother Nature is going through!!
You see, I'm a middle aged woman and I understand the changes that take place in an older woman's life! Mother Nature is going through MENOPAUSE!!
Yup, that explains it all. The heat fluctuations, the wild swings in moisture, the wondering what will happen next. Yup, it's definitely Menopause!!
I actually feel sorry for the old girl. I can totally relate to feeling as though you've been doused in hot pepper oil and then dropped in lava. The feeling of your insides heating up, not burning like indigestion, but actually heating up, and that feeling spreading from the core of your body to your legs, your arms, you feet, your hands, you fingers, your toes. Then, for no known reason, your skin feels as though it's been dipped in ice water, your skin moves of it's own accord, leaving a dense trail of chill bumps that cause your nipples to tighten and your hair to move around like demented snakes!
No wonder we've been having thunderstorms, tornadoes and high winds. I know it pisses me off when I have all of the above symptoms. But of course I couldn't cause twisting winds to tear a 20 mile trail of destruction, but still, I can understand! At different times in my life I have actually felt as though I could cause a 20 mile trail of destruction! (We are ALL lucky that I can't!!!)
Anyway, it seems that Mother Nature is having a mid life crisis of some type and we, the poor creatures that walk this earth, are paying for it! Maybe she'll calm down soon......or maybe we should put in a call to Father Time and let him deal with it!!
Until next time, stay safe and be sure to let your loved ones know you love them.
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Anyway, today I'm going to give blood. Not only is it a good thing to do, but maybe the Red Cross will quit calling every day! For some reason they seem to think I should just install a tap and let them drain it at will. I get at least three calls a week from the Red Cross. They've even called me the day after I gave a pint!! WTH??? I'm beginning to think that I've created a monster!!
You see, I have "good blood" (don't ask me, I'm just quoting the lady at the RC) and they WANT it!!! YES, they are addicted to my "good blood". Of course, the fact that they can get a pint from me in under 7 minutes doesn't hurt any. NO, it's not that my blood is thin, it's that my veins are "good" (once again, don't ask, I have no idea).
After getting three calls in one week from the blood suckers at the RC, I began to wonder if perhaps there was some blood hungry monster somewhere who could only be satisfied by MY blood!! Perhaps it's all the spicy/sweet foods that I eat! Maybe he/she has a sweet tooth (fang?) and craves this good old red blooded southern sugar addicts blood!! Or maybe he/she is a Oriental blood sucker and, because I eat soooooo much Oriental food (the real stuff, not just the Americanized junk you get at China Gate) I remind him/her of the good old times in the Qin Dynasty!
Maybe I should eat more garlic??
Or maybe they are using my good old American blood, with it's liberal mix of Native American, Black, Irish and German, to create some Super Race of smart asses!! Just imagine it, the world over run with wise cracking smart asses with huge vocabularies!!! What a world that would be!! You would have to watch every word you say lest you leave a huge opening for some sarcastic insult to be flung your way!! Oh the horror, the horror!!!
Even worse than that, they could be using my blood to make some type of night dwelling hybrid that survives solely on dark chocolate, peanut butter, spicy food, sweet tea, classic rock and nicotine!!! These dark entities would creep around your house searching for cigarettes and vinyl!!
Okay, enough of that!
Giving blood is a very important thing to do! You could save a life! You could save MY life (Stop laughing! You know you'd miss me if I were gone!!) Thousands of people need blood every day! It's the only truly renewable resource we have!!! No matter how many times we give blood, these amazing bodies of ours will make more!
So, if you have a few minutes, you are a healthy person NOT on multiple medications and you are feeling charitable, contact your local Red Cross and donate!!
Until next time!
Friday, March 16, 2012
Yes folks, I have a raging Sinus Infection, complete with the congestion AND running nose, the blinding headache and the disgusting YUCK draining down my throat every time I try to sleep!!! And, as if that isn't enough, I'm now sneezing because the trees are now budding out!!
Have you EVER woke up in the middle of the night, throat clogged with, well let's just use YUCK, head booming like a bass drum, nose running like a Sugar Tree, eyes aching and then begin to SNEEZE??? It's NOT a pretty sight......last night I sat up, hair poofed out around my head like an explosion of blond hair, eyes red and watery, making that noise we all make when we try to clear our throat and then a sneeze erupted from me with a sound something akin to an insane coyote in heat! My poor little Jack Russell Terror shot up from the chair, looked around wildly and began to bark, then whine, then bark. My "I should have been a Lion" Grey Kitten shot straight into the air like she had been shot from a cannon in a Circus and my Socially Handicapped Emmy started crying and whining like she does when Wacker, the large yellow Tom Cat From Hell, swats her.
Of course this tragic comedy that was taking place in my living room caused me to start to laugh, well, make a sound that passes for laughing when you wake up at 3 a.m. with a splitting headache, clogged pipes, watery eyes and a nose twitching from a pollen attack. My croak of laughter only served to piss off the varied and sunder animal life in my house. The Jack Russell Terror turned her back to me and actually growled (something she doesn't do very often), the Would Be Lion proceeded to run through the house as though she had a crawdad attached to her tail, the Socially Handicapped Pup started barking like an idiot and the Wacker Cat started to sharpen his claws while staring at me.......I know he was blaming me for the unwanted interruption of his middle of the night peace and plotting my bloody death should it ever happen again.
So, fearing for my life, or rather for my skin, I decided to get up and make me a cup of hot tea. Yeah, good, strong, hot tea will clear my throat and perhaps relax me. If nothing else, it will at the very least, keep the Wacker Cat from filleting me alive.
After fixing my tea, I stepped out onto the back porch to enjoy some fresh Spring air and listen to the Peepers scream, errr sing. It was the most enjoyable part of my day so far.
Anyway, I came back inside, browsed around the Internet, caught up on a couple of episodes of Dexter and pondered the meaning of life as a single middle aged woman (in other words dozed for a while, wondered why I wasn't in a relationship and then promptly celebrated that fact!).
You see, I'm just your average, middle aged woman, relatively happy with my life and perfectly satisfied with NOT having a relationship....well, other than with the various and sunder 4 legged "people" that are in my life at the moment. So all in all, Life is good!
Other than the fact that I'm suffering with a raging headache, stuffy head, running nose, red eyes, clogged throat, sneezing like a maniac and fearing for my life because of a large yellow cat with homicidal tendencies!
So, if you don't hear from me in a week or two, send a rescue team, a heavily armed rescue team!!
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
I am not able to do much this Christmas for anyone, which I'm sure many of you realize what I mean with things being the way they are in the world today. One thing I CAN do however, is try to make someone's Christmas brighter! Sooooo.....here's what I'm doing!
I visited Wish Upon A Hero and got some names and addresses of people who are wishing for nothing more than a few Christmas cards this season. Most of them are in less than desirable circumstances, a few of the stories will break your heart. What I've done is compiled a list of people to send to, and now I'm asking for assistance in making sure these folks get some cards this year!!
Please, choose someone or everyone from the list, send them a card and then, if you would please, let me know who you are sending to so that I can make sure everyone has at least a few cards this year!! Thank you in advance!! Merry Christmas and God Bless!!
Corner Brook NL AZH 4T6 Canada
She is home bound and on a feeding tube. She would love some pictures from where ever you are from and letters.
670 E Olde Lyme Rd
Shelton WA 98584
She is four years old, her father is a disabled veteran and she told him all she wanted for Christmas was some cards in the mail!
The Bethany Care Center
916 18 A St
Calgary Alberta Canada T2N 2E5
Patricia has stage 4 liver cancer. Her family is requesting cards, pictures, well wishes to help make her remaining days brighter.
2309 Fairway Dr. N
Moorhead MN 56560
John is turning 70 right before Christmas and a former student, Victoria, is requesting birthday cards and Christmas cards, hopefully he will get 70 birthday cards by his birthday!!
4566 Doming Road
Fargo ND 58103
Victoria and her husband helped grant over 300 wishes for people that were going through rough times, illnesses, loss.....now her husband has cancer and she is trying her best to care for him. She is asking for some Christmas cards to help cheer him up, she would also like new or used DVD's (I have a list) and a few things for her husband....she has a Wal-Mart wish list, if you're interested....nothing on it is expensive.....she wants, more than anything, to have a "date night" with her husband ....watching a movie they haven't seen before and maybe eating some snacks...while he is still well enough to enjoy it.
The Childress Family
Pope MS 38658
Son Larry, 14 and daughter Chloe 10. Mother would like to receive some cards for her children. Violent marriage, messy divorce, trying to raise the kids alone and not having any money....she would love it if there were a surprise or two for the kids, although all she's asking for is maybe a gift card from the dollar tree or somewhere that they could get some things to pack in their school lunches.....she would love to receive a gift card from Wal-Mart to help pay for several electric heaters that they need.
204 E 15th Ave
Post Falls Idaho 85854
Donna recently lost her father and is suffering from severe depression...she can't go see her remaining family and is facing a Christmas alone thinking that there is no one left on earth that cares. She is disabled and unable to get to her family.
PO Box 629
Piolet Knob MO 63663
They have, I believe 5 children....they lost their home and just now gotten into another one....things are tough and they need some cheer!!!
126 SW 148th St
Seattle WA 98166
Todd has no remaining family and his girl friend wants to show him that even though there is no family left, there are many people that care. She is requesting Christmas cards.
15445 ROYCROFT ST
ROSEVILLE, MI 48066
1713 16th ave
Beaver Falls, PA 15010
4422 Bledsoe Street
Westmoreland, TN 37186
Devin age 8 this Thursday
Dominick age 4 in January
Elliana age 10 months
1001 Ambrose Ave
E Liveprool OH 43920
W5902 Pheasant Dr.
New Lisbon, WI 53950
He has had multiple hand reconstructive surgeries. He has had tonsil and adenoid surgery - it went wrong and he had a feeding tube for a while. At some point in his life he had a stroke. He also has horrible seizures and is on a heavy medication regiment. He received his Service Dog in 2010. Please send this young man some joy for the holidays!!
103 Whittlesey Ave
West Orange, NJ 07052
Thursday, December 1, 2011
All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy, painless removal - The epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now...the wax. Later y'all!!
My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: "Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet." So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom.
It was one of those "cold wax" kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out. (YA THINK!?!)
So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. ("Cold wax," yeah...right!) I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. It works! OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this!
Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire.
With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I apply the one strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my *hoo-hoo* and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (Yes, it was a long strip) I inhale deeply and brace myself....RRRRIIIPPP!!!!
I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!....OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!! Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip. CRAP!!! Another deep breath and RRIIPP!! Everything is swirly and spotted. I think I may pass out...must stay conscious... Do I hear crashing drums???
Breathe, breathe...OK, back to normal.
I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip! There's no hair on it.
Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX???
Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet.
I see the hair.
The hair that should be on the strip.
I touch. I am touching wax.
CRAP! I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair.
Then I make the next BIG mistake...remember my foot is still propped up on the toilet? I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down.
DANG!!!!!!!! I hear the slamming of a cell door. *hoo-hoo*?
Sealed shut! Butt?? Sealed shut!
I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself, "Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off!" What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!!!
I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right??? WRONG!!!!!!!
I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit.
Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub...in scalding hot water. Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax.
So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cement-epoxied my self to the porcelain!!
God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!!!!
I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter - "So, my butt and 'who-ha' are glued together to the bottom of the tub!"
There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located, "Are we talking cheeks or who-ha?"
She's laughing out loud by now...I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH!!!!! Right!! I should be the joke of someone else's night.
While we go through various solutions, I resort to scraping the wax off with a razor. Nothing feels better then to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then dry-shaving the sticky wax off!!
By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event.
My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace....the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose at this point? I rub some on and OH MY GOD!!!!!!!
The scream probably woke the kids and scared the dickens out of my friend.
It's sooo painful, but I really don't care. "IT WORKS!! It works!!"
I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up.
I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my grief and despair......... THE HAIR IS STILL THERE......... ALL OF IT!!!!!!!!!!
So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now.
I could have amputated my own leg at this point.
Next week I'm going to try hair color......
Monday, October 24, 2011
I set up a "fictional character" page in the wonderful land of FAKEBOOK (also known as Facebook) in order to NOT offend some of my friends that don't appreciate my sense of humor, sense of the absurd and down right orneriness! On that page, which has a HUGE warning that says "OVER 18 ONLY! DO NOT ENTER if you are under 18 or a PRUDE", I post stuff that I don't post on the personal page. Some of it is down right awful, but not violent or overly sexual....mostly poking fun at the absurdity of people and the way they act/speak.
Anyway....Last night I was spammed by some asshole that thought it would be cool to post something about a new porn site that is opening. As soon as I saw that post, I deleted and blocked him. This morning someone thought that something I had posted was tasteless and sick, which it was, and they reported me. Okay, that's their right. BUT, it is my right to post what I want as long as it isn't in violation of the policies that are listed with FB.
IF SHE DIDN'T WANT TO SEE IT SHE SHOULDN'T HAVE COME TO MY PAGE!!!
Now the fact that I'm blocked from FB doesn't really bother me that badly. What bothers me is that the TROLLS out there randomly pick someone (in this case ME) and go troll their page, purposely LOOKING for something that offends them!! TO ME THAT IS OFFENSIVE!!!
What has this country, hell the world, come to that people are allowed to determine what is or isn't offensive? I don't post anything graphic, I don't insult religions or ethnic groups, I don't pick out ANY groups to insult or make fun of! I find cartoons and/or stupid signs and post them! I make fun of the HUMAN RACE and the depths of stupidity that we have fallen to!!
People that purposely look around for something that offends them need to realize that they are DOING THE SAME THING THE NAZIS DID IN GERMANY! NO ONE has the right, not by law, to decide what is or isn't offensive. The courts can decide, the majority can decide, but NOT ONE PERSON! And for FB to block my account because of ONE complaint....that's friggin' ridiculous!
The person that decided that I offended her was neither ASKED nor INVITED to come to my page nor was she SPAMMED. She came under her own volition, probably because she was looking for someone's cheerio's to piss in! Unfortunately she choose my little corner of the world as the perfect place to pee!
There are MANY things out there that offend me. YES, I do speak my mind about them from time to time, but I don't go looking for things that may or may not be offensive. I am not the WORD POLICE!! If I were there are MANY things that would be BANNED from LIFE, not just from FAKEBOOK!
Somehow I have been left out of the "HOLIER THAN THOU" club, yet another thing that I am thankful to God for, and I don't EVER plan on trying to gain admittance! I believe that as long as you are NOT promoting hate of ANY type then you have a right to say what you think or repeat something that you find humorous.
My page went from having 4 people to having over a thousand in just under14 hours! MOST all of the people that have been there have liked what I say/post and they check back a few times a day in order to see what type of trouble I am in now. THIS ONE SHOULD REALLY CRACK THEM UP! And, unfortunately, it will also piss most of them off. That's the one sad fact that can not be overlooked. This person's actions has affected many more people than her intended target (me) and they will be angry and some may say somethings that even I don't agree with. But everyone has to live with the consequences of their actions.....me included.
Okay, done bitchin!
Y'all have a good one!!
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Until next time, Dodadaghovi.