Bride vs. Swan

Bride vs. Swan

Wow, I saw this one and just had to laugh.  I had many a bride pose with our Black Swans in the background but I always warned them not to try to touch them cause they would attack.

Pity the poor photographer who suggested this shot.  Swans and ducks can be nasty, I took my kids when they were little ones to a side show farm thing.  They had geese, ducks, swans and little deer.  Well, one goose grabbed hold of my Kenji's bottom, thank goodness he got mostly diaper...but the creature would not turn lose.  What a picture we must of made, crazy lady Mommy chasing boy and goose.  I finally had to whack it with my pocketbook to make it let go of my two year old.  Then I figure okay let's go feed the deer, can't get in trouble there right? Wrong.  Innocents that we were...we entered the little compound, armed with little while bags purchased to feed the deers.  All hell broke loose. Two dozen little creatures came flying at us as if they had not had a meal in days! And they rose up on their hind legs, making them taller than my kids!  So I pushed my kids behind me, taking the hoof blows myself and threw all three bags as far from us as I could manage.  It worked, they ran for the food, I picked up both kids and got the hell out of Dodge!

Did I learn anything? Nope, years later I was still talked into holding an alligator...

Freedom

The following is a quote from ex-mayor Rudy Giuliani...

 

"Freedom is not a concept in which people can do anything they want, be anything they can be. Freedom is about authority. Freedom is about the willingness of every single human being to cede to lawful authority a great deal of discretion about what you do."

Did any of you guys realize what freedom meant? This was sort of an eye opener for me regarding Rudy's way of thinking. 

We all come into this world and our parents hoped that it would be a better world for us and that WE COULD BE ALL THAT WE WANTED TO BE.  To dream, our ancestors had a dream...it was called FREEDOM.  They fought, they bled, they died...and freedom was born in this country...1776.

Now Rudy wants to change the meaning of the word? I think not.

 

So, in other words, our past and present soldiers fought and died for authority? Not the right to be free, wow, the Nazi's would have had a field day with this propaganda.

This definitely sounds like "Big Brother" and double think.  It seems that many of our contenders on both sides of the platform need to remove their feet from their mouths.  

In this day and age, I certainly don't want to even consider a person qualified for the Presidency - unless they have a considerable amount of control over their mouth and what comes out of it.   Just imagine...we have an ex-mayor of a city, that was a melting pot for refugees seeking freedom, a city that has a huge welcoming freedom statue in it's harbor...the Statue of Liberty.   Liberty means freedom...not render unto Caesar.

I also wouldn't want a president who proclaims to the world..."Hell, no I won't use nukes!"  No one wants that but we have really, really bad guys out there that have them and are not afraid to use them. So that was a really dumb thing to say.  I prefer to think of Roosevelt and his "carry a big stick policy".  Diplomacy has to be an avenue to peace, but done with a firm strength of conviction. 

Yes, we need laws and yes, we have a process to bring our laws into being.  But we are not to be blindly lead like sheep to the slaughter, that is why so many people are upset in this country.  

We were fooled by a wicked few who, evidently, have no concept of Freedom.

 

 

 

Mother Nature's Fury

Jeeze...the weather is weird this year.  A tornado in Brooklyn? Snow in South America? Lightening in St. Pete hitting houses, setting them on fire. Flooding in Texas, droughts out west. Now this morning I hear that a small earthquake hit right outside of Los Angeles.

Not to make light of anyone's poor fortunes but.....

Yep, it's as my hubby feared...hell has frozen over and we WILL have a woman president!  LOL....I just had to.

In Memory Of

There once was a lovely little girl, sweet by nature, beautiful to look at and a joy to be around. Lovely little Laura. An actual true blonde with deep blue eyes, peach skin - small as a child, growing into a gorgeous, petit teenager.

She became close friends with my own daughter and seemed to enjoy being at our house. I always believed in an open house, so that my children and their friends had a safe place to play, grow and learn. Kids gravitated to my house and I, in turn, felt like a second mother to many of them.  Laura had a special place in my heart.

She would always offer to help with whatever chore I was attempting to do.  As a single, working Mom of two...with a city job and a high mortgage...there was never enough time for chores.  I know my daughter has a different view of her, but what Laura showed me would have made any mother proud to call this girl daughter.

At the time, and I wish to God that I had known then, she was a very troubled child. Her home life was abysmal, something no child should go through. For all that she seemed to try to reach out to me, she could never tell me the truth of her life. You know when you think back about paths taken and wonder if you should of done this instead of that? Even though she was being hurt, she was protecting others and would not let anyone in to help her.

When we moved down here, my husband had to be here by a certain date for the union and we still had not closed on our house up north. So, myself and the baby, stayed up north and my daughter and Laura helped pack up the van and drove down with my hubby to our house in Florida.  Laura was terrific on the trip down, made sure Joe did not fall asleep. Lisa had gotten a terrible cold and was almost comatose the whole trip down.

That was the last time I saw Laura. Lovely Laura.

She went back up north, married someone, it didn't work out...she dropped out a bit, wouldn't return her friends phone calls.  They lost touch, didn't even know where she was. During the years, I asked about her, only to be told they didn't know.

My daughter learned yesterday that she died...two years ago.

She had wound up in a commune in Arizona. Death is attributed to a bacteria infection that went directly to her heart.

My heart hurts.

Slaughter of Innocence

 

The Angels are drinking for a reason...

Sometimes I read what's happening in the world today and it saddens me beyond all reason.  This horrific story of mayhem and murder that took place in Connecticut is one such story.

In this country we hold that all men are innocent until proven guilty. In this case we know they are guilty, they were caught red handed trying to escape from the awful scene of the crime.

What kind of human being can attack a family, beat the husband half to death. Tie up and rape all three females, including an eleven year old child. Then pour gasoline on the beds, setting a fire so that they die in the most horrible way.

Treating these guys nicely and respecting their rights is not what my mind is thinking right now.  I'm wishing we were back in the days of the old west.  Right now, the townsfolk would be storming the jail...these fellas wouldn't stand a snowball's chance in hell to survive the night. Swift justice. Not too swift though...pain for them would be good.

I cannot imagine how the father feels. Totally destroyed all his hopes, dreams for the future...his loves.

I don't really know too much about the creeps or their records. But to do this level of violence they have to have had a pretty good track record.  Too bad someone didn't shoot them years ago.

As far as child molesters go I think the first time it happens they should get life or amputation.  I think that's a good choice.

 

One Million? Make it Two....

Dear Sandra,

There's only one way to change America: together. There's only one way to make history: together.

And I'm so proud to have you by my side as we take our country back after six and a half years of cronyism and corruption, incompetence and deception.

Every "You go girl!" and "Give em Hill!", every letter of support you've sent, every dollar you've contributed, every friend you've recruited, every blog you've written, every house party you've attended, every petition you've signed, every time you've shown your support, every one of these things is the heart and soul of my campaign.

To put it simply: I owe the success of my campaign to each and every one of you. And to the skeptics who doubt the strength of our grassroots community, I say you've proven them wrong.

Now I want to share an astonishing -- and humbling -- number: 981,440. That's how many of you have supported my campaign for change.

Let's get to a million supporters.

Sign up your family and friends and coworkers. Have them sign up theirs. Tell them we're about to reach a million strong. Tell them we're making history together. And the person who is our one millionth supporter -- along with one of our current supporters, like you -- will travel with me and my team on the campaign trail to roll up our sleeves for a whirlwind day.

Click here to send a message to your friends urging them to sign up, or to sign up if you haven't yet joined the campaign.

http://www.hillaryclinton.com/onemillion

Here's why reaching one million supporters is so crucial: because working together, there's nothing we can't achieve. It takes strength and experience to bring about change -- and it also takes cooperation. With your help, my campaign has come so far and now with your help we'll have the resources we need to win. I've told my campaign to come up with the strongest field program ever created, and I know you are a key part of that effort.

That's why we need you to ask everyone you know to join the campaign today: friends, family, coworkers -- everyone in your email address book! Visit our "One Million" page today:

http://www.hillaryclinton.com/onemillion

I know you're with me every step of the way -- I see you on the campaign trail, at rallies and diners, house parties and town halls. It makes such a difference knowing I have such incredible support. Thank you for everything you do, and let's hit that one million goal!

Sincerely,

Hillary Rodham Clinton

Well, why not a woman?  It's about time.  Men have hadyears to get it right, haven't they? Have they? Nope. 

You have here a bright, articulate, learned, experienced leader - one that has a passion within her to bring our country out of the darkness that has enveloped it for the past eight years.

And please grow up...I don't want to hear about Whitewater, failed banks or Monica under the desk.  I really, really don't give a damn about it.

Whatever doesn't kill you, makes you stronger...I think Hillary is stainless steel.

For those of you who are non-political, forgive me.

 

Sandi

 

Shake, Rattle & Roll

 

Once again, Japan is being rocked and not in a musical way.  Everytime

I hear or read about an earthquake over there it takes me back, oh so many years, to my stay in Tokyo.

 

For those of you who have never experienced an earthquake, yes - the ground moves under your feet. You can be knocked down by it, I was tossed out of my bed one time onto the floor. What a way to wake up!

So I can understand what the people are feeling over there.

 

I received an email from Aikiko saying how scared she was and the little ones were too.  She had not experienced an earthquake for many years because of living here in Florida.  It makes it doubly hard to think that they are in harm's way due to our  governments stupidity.

 

If any of you are not familiar with her story please look back at my postings and you will see her whole story, it's very sad.  The more people who know about it, the better...maybe something can be done at ground roots level.  Government is supposed to be by the people for the people...not that we are under a dictatorship of rules and regulations that make no sense.  Our laws, our rules are a living, breathing entity in themselves...meant to be fluid for a reason. So they can be changed, if needed, by the people - for the people. 

 

So if you read her story and feel compassionate, please do forward the link page to others so that her story can be told. Maybe we can embarass the ones making these rules if enough of their stupidity is shown to the rest of the world.