The House I Grew Up In

Little girls modeling clothes: Tampa, Florida

I remember when I was five years old, my mother would dress me for kindergarten and she would teach me how to tie my shoelaces on my saddle shoes, the black and white one's. I loved those shoes. I also remember in the winter time, the bathroom in the apartment was so cold that my mother would bathe me in the kitchen which she warmed up with the oven door open. These are snippets of my days being five years old when I wasn't sick because I do remember the chicken pox vividly at five and overall being sick..

Weekend plans?

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I don’t think there any plans for us this weekend, no one is coming to visit, we aren’t slated to visit anyone. The weekend is free and clear. How wonderful and liberating. Having two children licensed to drive is a huge reason for the freedom of time. When the two were younger, we had sports events to drive to, skiing was really high on the list at one point, we also had sleep-overs at our house, sleep-overs to drive to, birthday parties and weekends seemed abnormally short.

Now the hubby and I can luxuriate in our time heavy weekend. Aside from the dogs needing me I don’t have anything on the agenda. Our son came over to visit this afternoon and mentioned perhaps seeing a movie with us if we were up for it. Translation, he would rather see a movie with us than his friends because it’s cheaper for him. Do we care? No, because spending an afternoon with our son at the movies and then at Arby’s is a treat. It is always wonderful spending time with baby Bob.

Our daughter is busy all weekend with her friends and boyfriend. Tonight she is at her semi-formal with the gang, she won’t be home until later, she invited the gang to sleep over as an extended party. Which leads into Saturday, she has plans with her friends during the day and then she has another couple’s event at the Church organized by the Youth group. Sunday will be her day of rest and I’m sure that she is going to need it, since there will have been a lot of dancing at the semi-formal, the sleep-over and probably the couple’s event as well.

So tomorrow morning I’ll be sleeping late or rather as late as Rex, our German Shepard, will allow me to, he is patient. After the dogs being walked and given biscuits and supplements, it is my turn for breakfast and coffee. I know that I won’t be seeing any young people for awhile. I’ll be enjoying my quiet time with my bowl of Crispix and coffee while reading my e-mail and then the Huffington Post. Yay for me.

Mitt Romney’s Struggles Take Republican Angst To New Heights

I have listened to the republican­s in my town speak about the field of candidates and there isn’t a one that garners excitement­, respect or hope from these republican townspeopl­e. My town in MA is a republican enclave so I never discuss politics, I just listen because I have tried and you can produce facts and figures and it doesn’t matter so I gave up. The underlying theme is that President Obama is the “other”, not one of them and they won’t get specific about it except to say that things are worse now than before. I have tried to say that Wall Street hasn’t suffered at all and they will sputter and go purple in the face as to how Dodd-Frank is killing lending and that the banks have no money to lend. It makes me wonder because our President hasn’t governed from the left, he has governed from the right of center which I think is the main reason why Romney is having such a difficult time of it, he isn’t too far from President Obama. If President Obama weren’t half black or half white it sure would be interestin­g to see exactly how and why the GOP would be upset with President Obama.
Read the Article at HuffingtonPost

GOP Construction of a Fictional “Obama” Has Taken a Turn to the Absurd

The news media, aside from the progressiv­e forums, don’t do much to alter the various misconcept­ions that the GOP throws around. We are inundated with characteri­zations of a liberal media and it can’t be trusted but I haven’t seen, in over a decade, the existence of a liberal media. On the whole, I would characteri­ze the media at least on t.v to be right of center. In their supposed quest for “balance” or perhaps impartiali­ty, no one on the t.v news does any type of investigat­ive reporting. Is investigat­ive reporting what the GOP means by liberal media? Journalist­s who actually ask questions and do follow up research and reporting are part of a dying breed unfortunat­ely. So in essence, the republican candidates have an open forum to fabricate their version of who our President is and present that “President­” to the public and are any of the competing news pundits going to challenge them? No, they are simply going to parrot those false charges and this is what we have for journalism in this day and age. Sad.
Read the Article at HuffingtonPost

THE HUNGER BLOGS: A Secret World Of Teenage ‘Thinspiration’

I have to say that as a recovering anorexic of twenty five years now, after reading this article and seeing the impact that social networking has in so many aspects of our life, I realized very quickly that I was very lucky in a sense that internet wasn’t around back then. If I had access to web sites dedicated to anorexia, I probably would have fallen deeper into the hole than I already was and I had sunk to a very dangerous low. An anorexic operates in secret and through deception, an anorexic is also usually highly discipline­d, organized, intelligen­t and creative. They are a danger to themselves therefore, websites and the internet are dangerous tools in an anorexic arsenal. I hope that these web sites will be taken down as soon as they crop up and are found, too many young girls are in a very sad and lonely place and these web sites propel them faster down that horrible isolated path.
Read the Article at HuffingtonPost

It’s 10:30 p.m and have you written a post yet?

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I don’t know where the time went today, I, for once, didn’t have anywhere to go, I didn’t do any major housework aside from the perpetual dishes, feeding everyone including the dogs, putting them outside all throughout the day, giving them their medicine and vitamins, writing commentary on the Huffington Post, answering the daily prompt at Plinky.com, writing more of my “novel” and watching t.v. The baby girl was especially bubbly today when she got home from school because tomorrow night is the Senior Semi-formal dance and she is going with her boyfriend. So I was regaled with details of how she will be dancing and how much fun she is going to have, and then I got the blow-by-blow of how her hair is going to be put into an up-sweep, how she is going to put on her make-up, her jewelry selection. All that excitement eventually gave way to nervousness and what if she falls because her heels are way too high, or what if she drops food on her dress, what if her boyfriend finds someone else at the dance or what if someone drops food or drink on her and the list went on.I kept on saying things like if you fall just say oops. If you spill food on yourself simply go to the bathroom to clean yourself up, her boyfriend won’t find anyone else and so on. She is so very cute, I’m going to miss her when she goes away to college. After several examples of common sense solutions to her potential crisis situations, I think that she either got bored or stymied because she got up and announced that she was going to bed. It was at that precise moment that I realized that I hadn’t written my daily post. Which is why I am writing now to make sure that I don’t neglect my daily posting, it is very important to me. It isn’t particularly special but it’s all I have for right now.