Baby Sister Turns Fifty!

Well my baby sister turned fifty!  Although she barely looks a day over thirty.  She was blessed with one of those faces that capture a youthful glow and never let it go.  It also helps that she has a kind soul trusting more people than she should down through the years.

Barbi started working for a new company and is much more active now than she had been for more than a year, as a result she has lost a bit of excess weight....which only adds to the youthful appearance that she gives.

When she was applying for positions I told her that she should not mention her age at all, it is not required by law to put your date of birth down anywhere, so I told her.."honey as good as you look, let them guess how old you are".   Sure enough, I believe that worked for her.  Turning fifty is hard enough but also to start a new path in business is harder still.....but she will do well....

A journal friend sent me some information on the news story about finding additional body parts from 9/11.  So many people are angry and I can't blame them.  I realize that the site itself was huge, but come on...you had how many years to search?  If there are any more subterranean areas where bodies may have landed they need to be searched. NOW!

The new buildings have been stalled often in the past so to stop the construction for a couple of months to allow the experts to search is not a big deal.  It is a big deal to the families that their loved ones remains are treated with respect. 

 The mayor of New York tends to be a very large jerk and his comments sometimes remind me of Marie Anantonet regarding the lower classes.."Let them eat cake".  I believe he is so far removed from the common man as to not understand human feelings. 

You can go on the New York web site and leave a message for the mayor...I hope he gets tremendous mail over this one.....

 

Full Moon Just Passed

Well, we had a full moon on Friday...lovely moonlight.  It was quite bright out even at 11 PM. Tonight I can actually turn off the air conditioner, our temps are supposed to go down to 60 degrees in the morning.  I love the cooler weather, I live for this weather, I'm trapped inside the house for so many months because of the heat outside.  Oh, I do go out, carrying my frozen bottled water with me. (believe me they melt within 15 of hitting our outside temps)

This is the start of my favorite season too...Halloween is right around the corner, followed by Thanksgiving, then Christmas...yes, I am definitely a winter person.  Sleighbells ring and I'm there, snow angels and snowmen...why oh why did I end up in the fourth dimension of hades?

Well, this is short and sweet gotta go open windows...hubby is going to hate me in the morning....but the air will be glorious....

Catmas

The cat stepped silently through the door.
While we watched the shadows creep
across the floor.
It's meeee, just meee the cat meowed
Do let me in and I'll listen to what
you say
Oh! No! said I because if I let you in
I'll forever rue the day

There was no way to stop her advancing
For awhile there I believe we were dancing
Just because Halloween is drawing near
Does that mean I have alot to fear?
With her silent clawing at my door
Sending shivers of fear down my spine
watching her stretch and yawn.
Hey! Maybe I'm safe..you know it's
just about dawn........meow.....

Madness

I was going to write this on  Monday night, hence the angel surviving another Monday.  I found myself just too dam sad to write, couldn't get the madness of what had ocurred in Pennsylvania out of my head.

I find myself, four days later, still trying to wrap my mind around the evil that this man did.  To me as with most adults children are to be loved, protected, raised nurturingly - not molested, attacked and killed.  They are our reason to be...they are the future of mankind - without them we would cease to be.

The last two weeks have filled our TV's with news about horrific crimes against kids, teachers, police officers and even a police dog.  Whatever are these people thinking?  Or are they just plain nuts to begin with?

 

  How could a man take his small kids to a bus stop, kiss them goodbye and then proceed to go kill other innocent children?  Did the devil have his soul in his grasp, taunting in his ears, telling him to commit such horrific deeds?  The bastard took the easy way out with a bullet, we will never really know.

The Amish are such a peaceful people, to see this level of violence enacted in such a pastorial setting is so overpoweringly sad as to be surreal.  One Amish gentleman stated, "I guess you are not safe anywhere anymore".   And that's why the Angels cry.

Right here, in my own backyard, a county away another horrific event took place.  A police officer and his Dog (D>O>G>) were shot to death with a total of nine bullets.  Another officer was also wounded by the same gunman.  An intense search for the gunman took over a day to locate him, it involved locking down a high school and brought over a thousand officers into the area for the search.

This man was armed and very dangerous. Several swat teams went into the bush after him, he was spotted once, shot at but disappeared into the bush again.  He did try to get into someone's house, but got scared off by the police and back into the woods again.  Finally, the next day he was spotted, told to raise his hands, to show they were empty, he raised one hand - ten swat members were present and nine of them opened fire.  He was shot 68 times.  Overkill? I think not. I call it swift justice.

Oh, the officer that was killed left a wife and three kids that now have to live without a Dad and a loving husband.

You know, years ago people used to be afraid of things..like going to jail if you stole, or hurt someone.  Afraid of the death penalty.  Afraid of a horrible existence in jail.  Fear of something is not a bad thing. 

Oh, I just hope things calm down a bit - no more horror stories for a while please......

 

 

 

New York, New York

This was sent to me in an email and I roared, thought I would share it.  The gorgeous NYC skyline was shot by my son Kenji on the fourth of July.  Stuff like this makes me real homesick....

 

Subject: A "Real" New Yorker

You are a "real" New Yorker if you know that:

> THERE IS NO NORTH AND SOUTH. IT'S "UPTOWN" OR "DOWNTOWN." IF YOU'RE
REALLY FROM NEW YORK YOU HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO CONCEPT OF WHERE NORTH  AND
SOUTH ARE.... AND EAST OR WEST IS "CROSS-TOWN."
>
> YOU TAKE THE TRAIN HOME AND YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHERE ON THE PLATFORM  THE
DOORS WILL OPEN THAT WILL LEAVE YOU RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE EXIT  STAIRWAY.
>
> YOU KNOW WHAT A "REGULAR" COFFEE IS.
>
> IT'S NOT MANHATTAN; IT'S THE "CITY."
>
> YOU CROSS THE STREET ANYWHERE BUT ON THE CORNERS AND YOU YELL AT  CARS
FOR NOT RESPECTING YOUR RIGHT TO DO IT.
>
> YOU MOVE 3,000 MILES AWAY, SPEND 10 YEARS LEARNING THE LOCAL  LANGUAGE
AND PEOPLE STILL KNOW YOU'RE F ROM BROOKLYN OR THE BRONX THE MINUTE  YOU
OPEN YOUR MOUTH.
>
> YOU RETURN AFTER 10 YEARS AND THE FIRST FOODS YOU WANT ARE A  "REAL"PIZZA
AND A "REAL" BAGEL.
>
> A 500 SQUARE FOOT APARTMENT IS LARGE.
>
> YOU KNOW THE DIFFERENCES BETWEEN ALL THE DIFFERENT RAY'S PIZZAS.
>
> YOU ARE NOT UNDER THE MISTAKEN IMPRESSION THAT ANY HUMAN BEING WOULD  BE
ABLE TO ACTUALLY UNDERSTAND A P.A. ANNOUNCEMENT ON THE SUBWAY.
>
> YOU WOULDN'T BOTHER ORDERING PIZZA IN ANY OTHER CITY.
>
> YOU GET READY TO ORDER DINNER EVERY NIGHT AND MUST CHOOSE FROM THE  MAJOR
FOOD GROUPS WHICH ARE: CHINESE, ITALIAN, MEXICAN OR INDIAN.
>
> YOU'RE NOT THE LEAST BIT INTERESTED IN GOING TO TIMES SQUARE ON NEW YEAR'S
EVE.
>
> YOUR INTERNAL CLOCK IS PERMANENTLY SET TO KNOW WHEN ALTERNATE SIDE OF
> THE STREET PARKING REGULATIONS ARE IN EFFECT.
>
> YOU KNOW WHAT A BODEGA IS.
>
> SOMEONE BUMPS INTO YOU, AND YOU CHECK FOR YOUR WALLET.
>
> YOU DON'T EVEN NOTICE THE LADY WALKING DOWN THE ROAD HAVING A  PERFECTLY
NORMAL CONVERSATION WITH HERSELF.
>
> YOU PAY "ONLY" $230 A MONTH TO PARK YOUR CAR.
>
> YOU CRINGE AT HEARING PEOPLE PRONOUNCE HOUSTON ST. LIKE THE CITY IN TEXAS.

>
> THE PRESIDENTIAL VISIT IS A MAJOR TRAFFIC JAM, NOT AN HONOR.
>
> YOU CAN NAP ON THE SUBWAY AND NEVER MISS YOUR STOP.
>
> THE DELI GUY GIVES YOU A STRAW WITH ANY BEVERAGE YOU BUY, EVEN IF IT'S A
BEER.
>
> THAT'S NEW YORK, BABY! YA GOTTA LOVE IT.