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I have a small but loyal following on this blog.  Ok, it's really small but I don't care because I am not writing this for anyone but myself.  Someday my kids may read it and have a couple of laughs and share it with their kids or grandkids.  I think of it as a diary of sorts.
I am glad some others read it though.  It makes me feel like I'm not wasting my time.  Actually, to be honest, I love my readers.
They do have one flaw, however.  They never make any comments....well, hardly ever.  Most of the time when I think I've written something that others would disagree with, I think to myself NOW someone will comment.  But they never do.
I like to think that means they all agree with me one hundred percent....and I'm always right.
In that case, I think the President, world leaders and Congress should read my blog.  Perhaps I'll start writing  about world events and how to solve the problems our country is facing.  They will all agree with me and all will be well.
Why I didn't think of that before is beyond me.   I do have lots of ideas about how to solve our problems.  Like why aren't we shipping water from the overflowing places to the drought areas,hmmm?  Why are we making little kids try to learn stuff they aren't developmentally ready for???????  Is someone figuring out what to do about global warning or are we just talking about it?  Surely there is someone out there who could figure it out. 
These are just a few of the questions I have great answers for...oh, except that last one.  I don't know if anyone is working on global warming.  But someone should be and that's my first great idea.
So, tiny following, keep your opinions to yourselves.  I rather like being right all the time!

Kia Girls

Today, I'd like to discuss driving.  I went to Curves this morning.  The road I take for most of the trip has a limit of 25 mph.  Nobody goes that speed. I try to hover around 30 most of the time. 
This morning a car zoomed past me going about 40 and apparently the driver was too busy doing something else and didn't notice THE RED LIGHT!  It is at the driveway of a shopping center and of course, someone was coming out.  OMG, I thought, Here we go.
The speeding car slammed on its  brakes and the shopper made her turn unscathed.  If that had been me--accident, for sure. (of course, I would be the shopper)
That got my heart pumping.
When I got to Curves, my WP was already there.  She and I both drive Kia Souls.  When we walked in, a lady we hadn't seen in quite a while said, Oh, it's the Kia girls.  We proceeded to have a little chat and she left.
Now, WP and I have worked out with this woman for three years--as a matter of fact, we have worked out with a lot of the same women for three years and THEY STILL HAVE NO IDEA WHAT OUR NAMES ARE!
We know theirs but in our pridefulness, we never call them by name either...except a couple.  Like Carol and Diane.  They don't know our names either but they are  very chatty with us.
Don't you think they'd have learned our names by now?  They know we are both teachers, they know both our husbands work at Cleveland Clinic.  They know we both bought our cars on the same day from the same guy.  How hard would it be to learn our names???
Oh, well, at least they don't call us "The twins" any more.

Voicing My Opinion

OK, I watch The Voice...sometimes.  More this year than ever before, I don't know why.  Well, yes I do, I have a teeny tiny crush on Usher.  Even if he wore a camouflage suit with bermuda shorts.  He just strikes me as a nice kid.
Isn't he a great dancer?  Didn't he teach Justin Bieber the moves?  Well, he sure can't chair dance!  He looked so awkward, I felt sorry for the poor kid.
Last night's finale went just the way I predicted.  The young blonde girl won.  They even dressed her up for the occasion in a long golden gown.  Give away much?  DH  thinks I am just a skeptic but trust me, they knew she was the winner.  The dress just gave it away.
I have nothing against her, mind you.  I just think pretty country singers win these competitions too many times.
Anyway, the announcement of the winner was the least of the show for me.  Here is what I enjoyed the most.
OMG, Pit Bull.  What is up with him and how did he get so popular?  He worked with Jennifer Lopez and now Christina!  I think he is goofy looking and I don't want him to do a crotch thrust at me or anyone else.  How did that get to be a thing?  Even Beyonce did it in a soda commercial.  Not my favorite thing to see.
Then there was Nellie.  My mother's name was Nellie.  I wonder what she would think of her namesake?  She used to tell us that the kids in her neighborhood called her Nellie with the big fat belly.  I don't know why it bothered her so much, she was skinny as a toothpick.  The Nellie on the view had big fat pockets!  Now what on earth did he have in those cargo pockets??  Weights to keep him form floating away?  A sandwich?
Then there was my favorite of the night.  Cher.  Oh, yes indeed, Cher made an appearance.  Someone needs to break the news to her that she is sixty seven years old.  Women of a certain age should not wear the following:  leathers, mesh tops, studs, and all of the above all together.   I don't care if you are skinny.  You are a grown woman.
Also what was up with the hair?  It looked like chicken feathers piled on your head.  You could sing a modern song and even dress in a modern way without looking like you are trying to be a teenager.  I'm just sayin'.
I don't think I can describe how sorry I felt for her.  It looked like she was clutching at straws....or her youth.

Boob Wars

Oh, I just heard that Melissa Etheridge dissed Angelina Jolie for having that double mastectomy.  She thinks it was not brave.
Melissa has had breast cancer and underwent treatment and apparently has the same gene as Angelina.
Well, in my humble opinion, she should have kept her big mouth shut.  She sounds very Judgy McJudgerson to me.  I think we should all have a choice...whatever it may be.
To say someone is not brave is unkind at best.  A double mastectomy is no laughing matter.  Plus Angelina is a Hollywood beauty.  Her beauty helps her earn a living.  Whether we like it or not, boobs play a part in that.  So to choose to lose them is a brave choice.
Melissa went through treatment and that's brave too.  Chemo is no fun.  It beats up your body and makes you ill.  It takes a long time to bounce back from a round of chemo. 
But why say that?  Why not say, that wouldn't be my choice but she has a right to protect her own body however she sees fit?
I am just a little old retired teacher but I say let's respect all women and their choices, no matter who they may be.

Two Face

We recently met a whole bunch of new people.  They all were very nice to us and welcomed us into their group-- sort of.  I mean, we were temporary and they all lived there.  So nobody wanted to be our best friend but they were all friendly enough.
One man brought out food every night.  Fun, snacky stuff.  One lady brought drinks....every night..and day. Her, I liked.
My problem started when one of the women left for her condo.  The whole group started talking about her and how she was only there because her parents left her the condo and she is selfish and nobody else in the family gets to use it.  Not five minutes before, they were making plans to go out to dinner with this woman the next night.
I say if you don't like someone then don't fake like you do.  You can be polite and make conversation but don't act like they are your best friend and as soon as they leave the room start ragging on them.  It just isn't right.
I can hardly imagine what they all had to say about us after we were gone!!!  I know one thing for sure, it wasn't good.

Super Dad

Here is our super hero.  He is a wonderful dad.  He is a great spouse.  He is DH.
My kids adore him.
The secret to his success?  He is totally engaged.  His kids are all important too him.
He even played the chief of the Indians in the Thanksgiving plays our kids used to put on.  His best line ever was "pass the turkey."
He was always up for a game of Star Wars.  He shared his favorite Star Trek shows with the kids.  He introduced us all to Dr. Who.
Our kids are adults now and he is still the best dad they could have.  He still is up for anything Star Wars or Star Trek and we watch Dr. Who's Christmas special as a family.
My own dad was an amazing man.  I think he'd be really proud of the dad my DH is.

Flamed Out with CoverGirl

Flamed Out with CoverGirl by angel-mom featuring covergirl

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