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Sunday, June 28, 2015

History, here now

To watch the fantastic evolution of the people of this great country in a matter of hours and days, is breathtaking.  World changing history happening before our eyes in the seconds of time and to be here for it is beautiful and almost beyond comprehension.  I feel so honored and privileged.................................marge

Friday, June 26, 2015

US Supreme Court

Hooray for our fantastic US Supreme court and its decision.  Not only can loving couples now legally get married, they have the ability to adopt so many 'parentless' children out there who desperately need a permanent place to give and get love.  Now these children have a fighting chance for a loving home in which to live and grow up and with a sense of finally 'belonging'..........................marge

Thursday, June 25, 2015

Revisiting the giants

To bring you up to date on the Boston ferns.  As of today, one fern, on its four foot ladder, is thick and bushy.  Its about five 1/2 feet wide and maybe six layers thick.  The other fern, on a five foot ladder, isn't so thick at all, but the longest frond is 1/2 inch off of the floor with several more getting close.  As usual, their care i.e. watering, rotating in the sunlight depends on my mood and memory..............................marge

Too smart is my problem

I used to feel inferior for not being able to get my computer to do what I want, but not any more.  I figured out where my thinking has gone awry.  I, for a long time, have wanted to scan 'anything' and put it into its own file.  I've yelled, pounded the table and even cussed at my 'printer, scanner, copier' machine.  It hasn't done any good.  The same to my computer.  I've even tried (forgive me) reading instructions.  That, needless to say, was a big waste of time.  Suddenly, while pondering, total understanding came to me.  Not necessarily the answer, no, far from it.  Just understanding.  I'm way way too smart.  Its not my fault.  That's just the way it is.  I can't think like five-10 years olds.  They can do this stuff, with great ease I might add.  Now all I have to do, is find a friend with a grade schooler to come over and help.  I'm willing to pay, big time.........................marge

Monday, June 22, 2015

How many wrongs

That is my question.  How many wrongs does it take to make a 'right'.  Perhaps I should leave the question AND answer to our Detroit weathermen.  Apparently a college degree does not an accurate forecaster make.  Its not that I want a destructive storm to come.  I just don't like the forecast to take longer than six days.  Waiting, and I confess sometimes with anticipation, is getting wearisome.  Either storm or don't storm.  I'm running out of patience.  But for gawd's sake, could we narrow it down to within a week?.......................marge

Friday, June 19, 2015

My confession

I want everyone to know why I hate mornings.  It starts the night before.  I'm supposed to give my 90 + wonderful neighbor a ride to the beauty shop in the morning.  I take my nighttime meds and go to bed.  Not too early, not to late.  Eventually I fall asleep, having asked two people to call me in the a.m. to make sure I'm up and ready to go.  The only problem.  I wake up every two hours to check the clock.  I so rarely use the alarm clock I worry it won't work.  It did.  Although tired from my restless night, I am up and ready.  I go to my neighbor's house.  Nobody answers.  I'm starting to get concerned.  The only phone number I have is to California and its three hours earlier there.  With a city worker's help, she comes to the door.  I am grateful to him.  She informs me she left a message on my answering machine, yesterday I presume, that she cancelled  her hair appointment.  Somewhere out there in telephone land, someone got the message, but not I. Sigh..................marge

Thursday, June 18, 2015

Loneliness

Even if surrounded by people on a daily basis, loneliness can't always be avoided.  It isn't a question about the number of people in the room, its all about how one feels about oneself.  Lonely people can be mean, selfish, stingy and seemingly undeserving of any affection.  They could well bring it upon themselves, but not by a conscious choice.  They just don't know how to make it different.  A pet might help, but they require attention, something an older person can't always give.  And if the older person dies, where would the pet go?  Older people do think of that.  Conversely, if the pet dies and the owner is over 80, a new pet isn't a reasonable choice.  Seems like a lose lose situation.  Somewhere out there, there is an answer but would we use it if we found it?  Doesn't seem so, does it?  At least so far..............................marge

Sunday, June 14, 2015

I know, I've said it before, but it needs repeating

Three things at this moment are driving me up the proverbial wall.  There are more but my brain has a limit of three and then I have to write them down so as not to forget.  Dead body.  perhaps not  when referring to a'body' of water, but to a person, you don't need to say they are dead.  I would conclude that, really, especially if it's a 'decomposed'  one.  Dead animals are called 'carcasses', not 'dead carcasses'.  So quit saying 'dead body'.  Human remains (or just plain 'body') will be quite sufficient.  2ndly, I've criticized those who say 'I misspoke'  I confess to doing it myself.  I wasn't lying, It's just that sometimes it takes the passage of time for the real memory to kick in at which time I will correct my mistakes and I have.  Lastly, it's that old 'went missing' again.  Who started that?  Was it Nancy Grace?  I didn't 'went to the store and then 'went missing' because I didn't come home when expected.  I just disappeared for a longer time than usual.  Disappeared is such a nice word.  What idiot replaced it with the horrible sounding 'went missing'?!  Surely that can't be correct english?  Please tell me it isn't....................................marge

Thursday, June 11, 2015

Our Governor. Where is his heart?

Governor Snyder.  How can you deny children a chance to live in a home, a forever home and be loved.  Do you have any idea what loneliness does to a child?  Do you not even have a hint what a loving home would do for these kids or just as important, what not having one would do to them?  Think about that.  That is equally important if not more so.  They are our future and you choose to allow them not to have a chance at that.  Open your heart and mind.  Their lives may well depend upon it.........................................marge

Monday, June 8, 2015

At 14. Arguing with a police officer?

Why would the young lady make the almost instant decision to argue with a police officer, especially at age 14?  These young people are being prompted or conditioned ahead of time to react without reason in case they are ever approached by law enforcement.  These officers didn't show up just to see how many they could shoot, they came because they were called.  Come on parents and Community leaders, lets put things into perspective.  Let reason prevail.................................marge

Friday, June 5, 2015

7 p.m. Is it safe yet?

Can I come out safely?  Are the 'morning people' gone yet?  Lordy I hope so.  I had to turn off the tv again this morning.  Those cheerful, bubbly, smiling ear to ear people were at it again on channel 2.  I haven't figured out what causes their behavior yet but I'm working on it.  Maybe they go to bed at 3 p.m. and get up at 3 a.m. to start their day.  I just know something isn't right.  MY day starts at 7.....  p.m., that is.  That is when I start 'smiling'and if someone calls, happily say "good evening" and how are you this fine night!  I don't have to put on fancy or 'work' duds.  I'm ready to ask you in just as I am, but with real warmth and a smile.  Make up at this hour isn't a factor.  In fact, I think the last time I wore any was maybe, 15 years ago, more or less.  Its a dark and cheery evening.  Lets go folks!  Onward and Upward!........................marge

Thursday, June 4, 2015

Sexual assault victims

Don't blame little children if they are molested by someone they have no reason not to trust.  And don't think they forget, even if decades go by.  They don't.  They didn't know what it was, or why it was happening to them.  They just know they didn't like it or want it.  Most importantly, they didn't know how to say "no" or "stop".  It doesn't occur to them to tell a parent or guardian.  How do you 'tell' what you don't understand, even as it is happening?  Too much is expected from little ones.  Too much too much.  It becomes a dark dark secret carried in the heart most likely forever.  Forgiveness does comes but the burden of carrying these memories takes an immeasurable unconscious toll.  I don't pretend to have an answer for the 'Nineteen and counting family' but please, put the victims, all of them, first.  No excuses..............................marge

Wednesday, June 3, 2015

phooey

The sun is shining, it's almost warm outside, so, why am I sad?   I'll tell you why.  It's only 9:40 a.m.  No one up at this hour falls into the 'human' category.  It is SO not right to be up, out and about.  You early risers won't understand the anguish of us night owls and anguish it is.  There's little more upsetting than being out of bed early and worse, having people try to talk to you.  It just doesn't work.  Go away.  Come back in 12 hours.  I can almost promise I will welcome you with open arms...................marge

Monday, June 1, 2015

Filibustering

Ever since Jimmie Stewart made the well know movie Mr. Smith goes to Washington, some of our legislators think its to their benefit to use this method to get what they want.  Rand Paul, the latest.  What did he prove?  He proved he likes to be in the limelight and he's desperate to allow honest votes not to be cast.  If his thinking warrants a majority vote, then it will happen.  He doesn't need to waste everyone's time and our money.  Let's not play games with our Country and people..............................marge