The country has gone insane! Everybody has lost their minds. Some fool has even landed himself in jail because Bristol Pailen has made it to the finals. Seriously, the idiot shot up his television, pointed the gun at his wife and held a SWAT Team off for 15 hours. Of course his wife said he was drunk so that excuses it, right? And why shouldn't it? everyone can act like complete ignorant fools and blame it on drinking and that makes it alright. I'm sorry but the people who are so pissed off that they can't see straight all because this poised young woman has worked her ass off and made it to the finals need to get a grip and GROW UP!! The have the nerve to insult this young woman byy saying that it's all political. give me a break! And if it IS political then they are pissed off because they have realized that if this is true then her mother is completely capable of beating the idiot that is now in the White House. In fact, the more i think about it, the more convinced I am that this is what everyone is so upset about. They have realized, assuming that Bristol is still on Dancing With the Stars because of the Tea Party, that Sarah Pailen CAN win the White House in 2012! This is what the problem is.....it's called FEAR! And I think this is hysterical.
Of course these days it seems completely acceptable for people to act like spoiled children if the candidate they back does not win the presidential election. And it bagan with George Bush in 2000 when he lost the election but contested it and was then elected by the Supreme Court whom his father had stacked when he was in office. I say this, not because I was against george Bush, on the contrary, I was a Bush backer, but I do not believe that what he did was right. And he set the precident for all the temper tantrums and the divided country that we have had since then.
This kind of behavior is silly, ridiculous and chhildish and someone somewhere has got to do something to bring this country back together. When we stoop to picking on a 20 year old young woman who is simply dancing, it is clear that we are in BIG trouble.
Every person in the country, especially the political pundants have made a television show that is supposed to be for entertainment, poloitcal. And I, for one, am sick of it! Am I the only grown up in the entire country? Give me a break!! People act like bristol physically knocked poor little brandy off her throne and that is NOT the case. No one is stuffing the ballot boxes, and if any one is "cheating" then it is very few.
Please people GROW UP! GET A LIFE! And STOP, STOP,STOP!! enough is enough. You are all acting like you need a time out for about 19 years. Is this crap really going to start a civil war? I am beginning to believe that it is capable and that is a very very sad state of affairs.
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Friday, October 15, 2010
The Ladies of "The View" & yesterday's Show
I want everyone to see the way that Whoopi Goldbery and Joy Behar behaved on The View yesterday when bill O'Riley was their guest (although, admittedly, you'd have to be living under a rock or deep in a cave to not have heard about it by now). I was completely shocked at the childishness and blatant rudeness of both of these woman. The whole thing was totally and completely ridiculous! In my opinion, the two of them got all upset because O'Riley referred to the murderers who killed thousands of people on 9/11 as "Muslims" instead of using the so called politically correct term, "Extremist Muslims." These two women need to BOTH put on their big girl panties and behave like the adults they are supposed to be.
In the first place, O'Riley was a GUEST on THEIR show and for them to get up, yell at him and then walk off the stage was the height of rudeness and ignorance. That's right, they are both ignorant, in my opinion. And by the way, thumbs up to Barbara for speaking out against her co-stars behavior. Even she criticized them for their ridiculous behavior.
A few minutes later, after he corrected himself and made it clear that he was not talking about ALL Muslims, which anyone with half a brain knew in the first place, both women returned and Joy said it was because he apologized. I do not believe that for one moment and I doubt he or anyone else did either. I think it is obvious that the Producers of the show told them both to get their asses back out there or suffer the consequences, which I hope was the threat of losing their jobs. But then, even after they returned, Whoopie sat there, like a spoiled child with a scowl on her face and refused to open her otherwise big mouth. HOW CHILDISH can you GET?? Nevermind, that's a dumb question because she showed how childish she could get and I think her actions were a disgrace.
I can only hope that when the show went off the air both women got an earful from their boss and were taught some manners so that no guest is ever subjected to that kink of rudeness again. You just do NOT invite a guest on your show and then, if they say something you don't agree with, you NEVER yell at them and storm off the stage. I would have thought that both of these women already knew the simple rules of etiquette, but obviously I was wrong. I only hope that since their disgraceful behavior on yesterday's show, they have both been schooled in a little class and grace. And I also hope that from now on they wear their big girl panties when they are hosting the show.
Friday, October 01, 2010
A Tribute To Bob
I lost a friend last night. He was a wonderful man whom I dearly loved. He died in his sleep, thankfully and left a wife and seven wonderful children.
Bob was an awesome man and one who would give you the shirt of his back. He and I had a playful, fun friendship.
I met Bob and his wife on the internet and we hit it off right away. He as playful and fun. We had an ongoing playful relationship that I was sure was going to last forever. He was the kind of man who would do whatever he could for those he loved. And he loved me. We had a playful relationship. I'd tell him to ditch his wife so I could I could show him what a "real" woman was like. And he would tease me the very same way. He dearly loved his wife and she dearly loved him in return.
I had the opportunity to meet him and his wife in person several years ago. He was a real blessing in my life and I will miss him.
I also feel so sad for his wife. She and I are dear friends and I wonder how she is going to survive without him. They were the kind of people who would finish each others sentences for one another. They were truly soul mates.
Bob was the kind of man who would give you the shirt off his back and even give you his last dollar....a real friend to all. It was Lung cancer that took him, along with a tumor behind his heart. It was only last Saturday that the doctors found it and they told his wife that he should last until December. So she took him home, put a hospital bed in her living room and took care of his every need. Then sadly, only four days later he died in his sleep. I worry about my friend and how she is going to cope. Luckily, she has 5 great kids who will rally around her and hold her sane.
Having lost my own husband a little more than 5 years ago, I know exactly how she feels. It's like losing your right arm, your other half, and having no clue about where to turn next or how to even function. This is the kind of loss that no one should ever have to bear.
Bob was 2 years old when his mother died and it was his 4 year old brother who took over and raised him. I can't imagine having a 4 year old taking care of a two year old. You would think that after growing up like that a person would turn out badly. But not Bob. He did his best to take care of his children, dote on his wife and do what he knew was right all of his life. His wife told me a few days before he died that the one thing he was looking forward to was meeting his mother, whom he never even remembered.
When he found out that he had cancer he decided right away that he was not going to have treatment to prolong his life. Neither he nor his wife wanted his last months to be filled with sickness and pain. So, he decided to just make the best of it. I admire that. And I pray that they did make the best of the time they had. I hope that the two of them took those four days to say goodbye to one another. Goodbye's are so important and that's something I did not get to do.
My heart is breaking for my friend. I wish I could be with her, but because they live in Ohio and I am in NC that's going to be impossible for me. I only hope that he knew how much I loved him and how blessed I was to have him as my friend.
So, to Bob Wilson, a truly wonderful man. May God have mercy on his soul and bless him. I know he is going to be sitting at those purely gates patiently waiting on the love of his life when her time comes.
God speed Bob, my love and respect goes with you.
Bob was an awesome man and one who would give you the shirt of his back. He and I had a playful, fun friendship.
I met Bob and his wife on the internet and we hit it off right away. He as playful and fun. We had an ongoing playful relationship that I was sure was going to last forever. He was the kind of man who would do whatever he could for those he loved. And he loved me. We had a playful relationship. I'd tell him to ditch his wife so I could I could show him what a "real" woman was like. And he would tease me the very same way. He dearly loved his wife and she dearly loved him in return.
I had the opportunity to meet him and his wife in person several years ago. He was a real blessing in my life and I will miss him.
I also feel so sad for his wife. She and I are dear friends and I wonder how she is going to survive without him. They were the kind of people who would finish each others sentences for one another. They were truly soul mates.
Bob was the kind of man who would give you the shirt off his back and even give you his last dollar....a real friend to all. It was Lung cancer that took him, along with a tumor behind his heart. It was only last Saturday that the doctors found it and they told his wife that he should last until December. So she took him home, put a hospital bed in her living room and took care of his every need. Then sadly, only four days later he died in his sleep. I worry about my friend and how she is going to cope. Luckily, she has 5 great kids who will rally around her and hold her sane.
Having lost my own husband a little more than 5 years ago, I know exactly how she feels. It's like losing your right arm, your other half, and having no clue about where to turn next or how to even function. This is the kind of loss that no one should ever have to bear.
Bob was 2 years old when his mother died and it was his 4 year old brother who took over and raised him. I can't imagine having a 4 year old taking care of a two year old. You would think that after growing up like that a person would turn out badly. But not Bob. He did his best to take care of his children, dote on his wife and do what he knew was right all of his life. His wife told me a few days before he died that the one thing he was looking forward to was meeting his mother, whom he never even remembered.
When he found out that he had cancer he decided right away that he was not going to have treatment to prolong his life. Neither he nor his wife wanted his last months to be filled with sickness and pain. So, he decided to just make the best of it. I admire that. And I pray that they did make the best of the time they had. I hope that the two of them took those four days to say goodbye to one another. Goodbye's are so important and that's something I did not get to do.
My heart is breaking for my friend. I wish I could be with her, but because they live in Ohio and I am in NC that's going to be impossible for me. I only hope that he knew how much I loved him and how blessed I was to have him as my friend.
So, to Bob Wilson, a truly wonderful man. May God have mercy on his soul and bless him. I know he is going to be sitting at those purely gates patiently waiting on the love of his life when her time comes.
God speed Bob, my love and respect goes with you.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
A Hurt or A Blessing in Disguise
It's hard to tell which one it was that slapped me in the face tonight. Sometimes we tend to let our feelings take over and we're hurt and then after we think the situation through, which I still have not completely accomplished, we realize that it was really a blessing in disguise. I'm still not sure. Here's the story.
Years ago I took in a young woman who was in desperate need of help and during the time she was with me, we formed a bond and I came to love her as one of my own children. She's had a very hard life. The past twelve years have not gotten any better for her either. She's one of those people who, no matter how hard she tries, keeps making bad decisions. She's an unmarried mother of three. More than once I've tried to tell her that she needs to make better choices but she's one of those people who acts before she thinks. Thus, the three kids. She's had no guidance, her parents have turned their backs on her and refuse to help her. In all honesty, she is the way she is because of them. Affluent people who are more concerned with what people think instead of ignoring outsiders and doing the right thing. These people even claim to be those big Christians but in reality would not know what Jesus would do if He had written them a manual.
As I said, she's had a really hard time of it and it's lasted for twelve years. But no matter what has happened to her, no matter how hard things have gotten, she's always put her children first and done the best she could for them. Yes, she's been guilty of making some really bad decisions but, I believe that's because she honestly did not know any better. She is working very hard to better herself and to make a better life for her kids. She's going to school to be a nurse and vows to one day be able to give her kids the life they deserve. And when it comes to those kids, she has never shirked her responsibility. No matter how hard things have gotten, she's kept her kids together when many other women would have given them up. But that's not in her nature.
She called me earlier tonight and I know it was hard for her. She was in desperate need of help. Due to circumstances beyond her control, she's been living in a shelter with her kids and she's even made the best of it. She told me that the shelter had told her that she had to leave by tomorrow. It's not because of something she has done, but rather because of another resident who just does not like her and has manipulated things to make this young woman look bad. So, tomorrow the shelter is putting her in the street along with her three children. She needs a place to stay for about a month, possibly only two weeks. She asked me if she could come and stay here.
The problem is I am not living in my own home. I share someone else's home, so it was not my decision to make. But I went to my roommate, who normally has a heart of gold. After talking to her and asking her if I could allow this woman and her children to stay here she point blank told me no. Oh, she tried to get out of it gracefully so she wouldn't look like a complete jerk and came up with several reasons why she could not come. I even made it easy on her by telling her that I was wrong to even ask her. But I honestly believed in my heart that she would allow it. Didn't happen. I was devastated. It reduced me to tears. The last thing I wanted to do was to tell this woman, whom I have come to love as my own child, that I could not help her. But that's what I had to do. My feelings now are part anger and part hurt. I've been told in the eight years I have lived here that this is my home, too. But in reality it's not. And I realized that tonight when I didn't hear those words, "This is your home too." It broke my heart to have to tell this woman no, that she and her children were going to have to go to the street tomorrow. I'm really in shock that it turned out this was. I just never dreamed that my roommate would turn three kids out in the street. I've always known her to be the most caring person in the world. But not this time. And I am angry with her because of it. I can't stand the thought of them living in the street. It makes me angry that I can't help her. It makes me very angry. But here's the twist. Apparently my roommate heard me crying while I was telling this woman that she could not come here and that she (the roommate) was the heavy. Did she expect me to say that I didn't want her here? And now she is angry with me! Well, she seems angry with me. I'm giving her the benefit of the doubt.
I understand that it's an inconvenience to have other people in your house. I do get that. But when a person needs help, the right thing to do is to help them. My roommate has always said that when you do a good deed it comes back to you. Apparently, she does not really believe what she preaches. I am in shock. This is not the person I know. And I can't figure out her reasons for denying me this request. The excuses she gave me didn't hold water and I even think she knew that at the time.
Now, I can't sleep. I feel like I heel. I am worried about what she is going to do when tomorrow comes and she has to be out of this shelter and has no place to go. But the roommate? She's sleeping soundly and peacefully. WHO IS THIS WOMAN? How has she fooled me for either years?
So, is this a real hurt or in the end is it a blessing in disguise? I know that having 4 extra people in the house for a month would be hard but aren't we supposed to sacrifice for our fellow man? Isn't this the very thing that Jesus, Himself would want from us? The roommate is real big on saying what it is that Jesus wants from us. Apparently, talk is cheap. I can't help but think any other way. And at this moment I don't even want to talk to her. I am angry, I am hurt. And I don't know what to do with it.
I guess time will either heal or destroy this relationship. The only thing I can do at this point is wait and see what happens...with my almost child and with my roommate.
I just had to put this on paper. And later I can come back and answer that question, too. I know that I did what I thought was the right thing to do, without throwing a fit and making my roommate feel like a heel. I probably could have forced her into doing what I wanted, but that would have ended in disaster. I just pray that it's not this young woman who ends up in a disaster.
Years ago I took in a young woman who was in desperate need of help and during the time she was with me, we formed a bond and I came to love her as one of my own children. She's had a very hard life. The past twelve years have not gotten any better for her either. She's one of those people who, no matter how hard she tries, keeps making bad decisions. She's an unmarried mother of three. More than once I've tried to tell her that she needs to make better choices but she's one of those people who acts before she thinks. Thus, the three kids. She's had no guidance, her parents have turned their backs on her and refuse to help her. In all honesty, she is the way she is because of them. Affluent people who are more concerned with what people think instead of ignoring outsiders and doing the right thing. These people even claim to be those big Christians but in reality would not know what Jesus would do if He had written them a manual.
As I said, she's had a really hard time of it and it's lasted for twelve years. But no matter what has happened to her, no matter how hard things have gotten, she's always put her children first and done the best she could for them. Yes, she's been guilty of making some really bad decisions but, I believe that's because she honestly did not know any better. She is working very hard to better herself and to make a better life for her kids. She's going to school to be a nurse and vows to one day be able to give her kids the life they deserve. And when it comes to those kids, she has never shirked her responsibility. No matter how hard things have gotten, she's kept her kids together when many other women would have given them up. But that's not in her nature.
She called me earlier tonight and I know it was hard for her. She was in desperate need of help. Due to circumstances beyond her control, she's been living in a shelter with her kids and she's even made the best of it. She told me that the shelter had told her that she had to leave by tomorrow. It's not because of something she has done, but rather because of another resident who just does not like her and has manipulated things to make this young woman look bad. So, tomorrow the shelter is putting her in the street along with her three children. She needs a place to stay for about a month, possibly only two weeks. She asked me if she could come and stay here.
The problem is I am not living in my own home. I share someone else's home, so it was not my decision to make. But I went to my roommate, who normally has a heart of gold. After talking to her and asking her if I could allow this woman and her children to stay here she point blank told me no. Oh, she tried to get out of it gracefully so she wouldn't look like a complete jerk and came up with several reasons why she could not come. I even made it easy on her by telling her that I was wrong to even ask her. But I honestly believed in my heart that she would allow it. Didn't happen. I was devastated. It reduced me to tears. The last thing I wanted to do was to tell this woman, whom I have come to love as my own child, that I could not help her. But that's what I had to do. My feelings now are part anger and part hurt. I've been told in the eight years I have lived here that this is my home, too. But in reality it's not. And I realized that tonight when I didn't hear those words, "This is your home too." It broke my heart to have to tell this woman no, that she and her children were going to have to go to the street tomorrow. I'm really in shock that it turned out this was. I just never dreamed that my roommate would turn three kids out in the street. I've always known her to be the most caring person in the world. But not this time. And I am angry with her because of it. I can't stand the thought of them living in the street. It makes me angry that I can't help her. It makes me very angry. But here's the twist. Apparently my roommate heard me crying while I was telling this woman that she could not come here and that she (the roommate) was the heavy. Did she expect me to say that I didn't want her here? And now she is angry with me! Well, she seems angry with me. I'm giving her the benefit of the doubt.
I understand that it's an inconvenience to have other people in your house. I do get that. But when a person needs help, the right thing to do is to help them. My roommate has always said that when you do a good deed it comes back to you. Apparently, she does not really believe what she preaches. I am in shock. This is not the person I know. And I can't figure out her reasons for denying me this request. The excuses she gave me didn't hold water and I even think she knew that at the time.
Now, I can't sleep. I feel like I heel. I am worried about what she is going to do when tomorrow comes and she has to be out of this shelter and has no place to go. But the roommate? She's sleeping soundly and peacefully. WHO IS THIS WOMAN? How has she fooled me for either years?
So, is this a real hurt or in the end is it a blessing in disguise? I know that having 4 extra people in the house for a month would be hard but aren't we supposed to sacrifice for our fellow man? Isn't this the very thing that Jesus, Himself would want from us? The roommate is real big on saying what it is that Jesus wants from us. Apparently, talk is cheap. I can't help but think any other way. And at this moment I don't even want to talk to her. I am angry, I am hurt. And I don't know what to do with it.
I guess time will either heal or destroy this relationship. The only thing I can do at this point is wait and see what happens...with my almost child and with my roommate.
I just had to put this on paper. And later I can come back and answer that question, too. I know that I did what I thought was the right thing to do, without throwing a fit and making my roommate feel like a heel. I probably could have forced her into doing what I wanted, but that would have ended in disaster. I just pray that it's not this young woman who ends up in a disaster.
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