Check it Out! The Wildcat's Lair

Well, a chance for a FREE Wildcat Calendar isn't something to pass up!

Another Month soon to be gone...

I do believe that blogger is having a wee bit of difficulty. Just my opinion.

As the fall curtain begins to come down (ha- it is 104 degrees here today) I am itching to find my fall decor box. So far I have only located a few Halloween boxes. Where are my Autumn tablecloths- My pumpkins, my flags?

I do not want to move again, ever, if I can help it!

September has been a month of heat, crankiness and frustrations. The only highlight is Sunday at my daughter's house. We take turns with dinner and menu planning. Alas, tomorrow's shark came in as fillet Mignon (too expensive, and to rich for heat). Therefore it shall be ribs which are on sale. Four slabs should do nicely! Yesterday I roasted a chicken in the crockpot- it was great. So much cooler and less fuss than oven or BBQ. It was rubbed with spices, stuffed with lemon wedges and put on a bed of chopped onions, no water or liquid. The chicken basted itself and literally fell off the bone. I am doing a plain one today for the GM. But SHE will have to bone it and do what she wants with it. I can only be so good. Besides she wants to save (?) the bones for???

I am so proud of our President. He is a real person, a strong person, not to mention vocal and visible. I do worry about the anxiety of the Iran situation. No more war, Healthcare please! October 1st should be interesting.

“Iran is on notice,” says Obama. “When we meet with them on October 1st, they will have to come clean and make a choice: Are they willing to go down the path of giving up nuclear weapons and deciding to abide by international rules in pursuit of peaceful nuclear energy? Or, will they continue down a path that leads to confrontation? What has changed is that the international community has spoken. Now it’s up to Iran to respond. I’m not going to speculate on the course of action that we will take. I will give October 1st a chance.”

Some idiots are planning protests already. That's right, it is their right, but wouldn't it be nice to show some support and solidarity for our leader? Showing the world we are discontent and divided becomes a international joke. The United States of America is not a joke, should never be a laughing stock for the world.

So there, I've said my piece.

Love ya' all-

Pre-Autumn Ramblings

Well, Labor day has come and gone. White pumps and summer whites are packed away- Wait this is friggin' Southern California! It's hot, they're still wearable until the weather changes- Please, Dear Creator, make it change! We had about three days of "cooler" weather, only in the nineties- (ah, but the evenings were delicious!).today it's back to the Humid Hundreds.

Tuesday night I saw a shooting star. I haven't seen one in ages, but then again I haven't looked. I made my wish and hope it will come true. can't tell - yet.

I am trying to stay cool in light of the political upheaval. Kids staying in school and health reform. Gee, such nasty ideas. I can see why the "repubics" have to rant and rave. What is this country coming to? Next we might bring our soldiers home. Bad - Bad.

(please tell me you realize I am being facetious!)

This late in the summer (it is still summer) my first tomatoes are doing well. I didn't get the itsy bitsy plant starters until mid-July. I have two whole cucumbers! Next year- WATCH OUT farmer's market!

I finally found my camera so perhaps in the wee morning hours I shall take a few snaps. The weeds are doing well- Advice to those who move in summer- don't bother trying to clean a crabgrass infested yard until is is cooler!

I have been reading blogs daily but do not always reply because of time restraints. Beth, Ken, DB, Miss G, Sheria, and dear Miss A- LOVE YOU and thanks for some great links to others. There are more but you all are like family to me!

Labor Day

Can you believe it is already September- Actually the 4th of September? this has been the nastiest summer in my recent memory! Soon it will be gone and hopefully forgotten. I thought Labor Day Weekend was last week- I need to read the calendar more often.

It is still hot and sticky in Southern California. The fires are getting under control - as long as there aren't more we will be ok. The big water bomber lives in Lake Elsinore and flies over our house really low! It big and and beautiful!

Have a sane and safe Holiday

Enjoy

Keep your labors to a minimum this weekend

In Honor of the Profession

(a little suggestive?)

In honor of miss alaineus alemanac

Now here is a hard working, hard hitting, tell it like it is woman! (cue major applause)

This weekend I came across several goodies that some how made me think of her and "school" so I have decided to devote this blog post to her.

I know what is it like to teach, be real, and follow the rules- Can you say "OXYMORON?"

I watched her videos, getting room ready- know there soooo much more to it than shown.

I read her posts: dealing with parents, other teachers, ADMINISTRATORS (could be spelled menstruaters cuz regardless of sex most are PMS) not to mention, yes the STUDENTS! God love the students or there wouldn't be any teachers. THANK YOU ALL TEACHERS (who aren't perverts) for loving and caring about our children, the future, the world.

LOVE YOU

Keep on keeping on!

Mad as a Hatter

As the screaming is getting louder in the kitchen-

I am hiding in my computer room-
Of course I can only hear the volume and the anger because the words are in Hungarian.

I realize that some how this must be resolved or someone will have a heart attack or stroke- I'm sure it won't be GM because she is of sturdier stock than the rest of us.

I feel my heart beating faster than the words and that old spinal spasm is starting again. Darn, I thought that that was in the past and some pain would be forgotten.

Today was OK I thought. The Waterguy brought the new electric cooler. We had not decided where it would be put- Since he said outside wasn't an option (too much dust) I asked GM permission to temporarily put it by the front door. Remember, GM has the living Room and her own bedroom/sitting room. I made it clear it was temporary- Three times she said "whatever- you think" The waterguy and I kept looking and did not put it there. We put it where there had been a chair in the Family room-because we found a plug!

Two hours later GM is shouting at her daughter, my friend and companion, that I wanted to ruin her space- Now Going into the ancient history of ill gotten memories GM is still screaming at Aggie.

I guess the moral to the story is it isn't going to make any difference - damned if I do, damned if I don't- so maybe now I won't-

My Time transports...

My daughter, Jeanne, and her hubby just returned from a little Mexican Cruise on the Elation. (Yes, the same one that some husband killed his wife on recently)- post script- it was cheap

As it goes, time flies and they enjoyed their trip. They love to go to the little gamey things provided for entertainment-
Trivia- bingo- Newlywed games, etc.

She told me about the Newlywed game- they wanted the newest, longest, middle of the road couples. Somehow the oldest married couple was an Indian couple- a prearranged marriage from some 50 plus years ago.(NOW I AM NOT KIDDING) the host asked their names- His was Harry, hers was Krishna. Everyone laughed and the host asked if it was for real- it was. THEY did not get it.

The sad thing was trying to explain the inside humor to the Grandkids-
They didn't get it either!

Hodgepodge Lodge West of the Rockies

Wow! I am ever so excited- and then I read the actual words and perhaps they don't fit, but the the emotion is still quite profound! Thank you Ms. Nutwood, our esteemed blogger friend, Beth, for your award of the Silver Squirrel!

I'm so excited

(Look what you do to me)

I just can't hide it,

(You've got me burning up)

I'm about to lose control and I think I like it,

I'm so excited

And the truth is thank you very much it was fun. Reading and learning from Nutwood is a priviledge which I do not take lightly- Hodgepodge Lodge is a great title and we all should use it occasionally!

Ah ha- Twilight time- Nah not yet

Ok you all and me too- This was written to express WHAT I WANT LATER (NOT NOW!)

I never had so much trouble formatting anything before- Why? Who knows because the gremlins are out to get me? I used to write a little poetry now and then but sort of quit and when straight for the pun (it).

El crapito!!!

After all that work you can't read it!!!!

for those who wish to read it, here it is in "plain text" LOL

In the Twilight of My Years
Surround me with laughter
Never tears
Temper the memories with goodness
And no regrets
Pleasant thoughts and happiness-
Exit stage left-
Causing no one pain-
Joyful leaving not bereft!
Write this on my Epitaph !

And on a Lighter Note...

Since Moving Into this New (older) House....

Weeding has been a MAJOR job- still in the works...daily upkeep plus new areas of concern!!!

In the first weeks there was a bank of miniature bamboo and roses that needed work. I weeded and edged etc. etc.

Something growing caught my eye. I thought it looked familiar (because I read herb books) First of all it looked like a weed (it is) I plucked, but never could remove it all, because I wasn't certain.... I thought Mexican Epazote?

The second stand was DEFINITELY GRASS WEEDS but my grand-daughter Arielle and SIL, Bob, thought it looked cool! So I let it grow.

Yesterday, my daughter and I were sitting outside- I was laughing about the GRASS WEEDS- I said "if it were lemongrass I would be so happy!" I continued to say tomorrow I weed that area again.

THIS MORNING.... Ha- weeding- broke off a piece of the grass weed and ....(drum roll please) ta da! Lemongrass!!! and the other YES! EPAZOTE!!!

Thank you Gaia for providing me with a reminder that all can be well if we work on it!

Hello Self

Hello self:

I guess you've made everyone angry or disillusioned. Sign...Tears of pain, frustration and anger can only be voiced in solitude-

Can you learn not to flare into instant defense? Perhaps you should work on that one.

How can you voice your opinion without being attacked- Do others not have the same feelings at times? Oh, well...another lesson to be mastered.

Get a Life people!

She looks just fine- REAL- like a regular, wonderful, lady and Mother, which she is- Does someone want to challenge that?

Bird of paradise

Yes, I do feed the birds. Guess who has decided she doesn't want me to do that any more! Especially her favorite hummingbirds! Over the years I have given her beautiful hummingbirds. She loves them so much, Faberge Eggs, cut glass, stained glass, plates etc. all with her favorite motif- Hummingbirds. Nary a one has been unpacked. At her request the feeders were put up- now they need to come down- not happening- few pleasures of mine are left- so as long as I have money for seed and sugar, I shall share with my fickle feathered friends!

Coffee, Tea, a little arsenic?

To whom is may concern:

I really do not contemplate acting on my thoughts but they are so delicious! Especially with a fresh biscotti or scone!

Yahoo, and pass the ammunition! I have deleted permanently my very recent facebook account! It was not something I think is necessary in life. So sorry people, who cares anyway!

Perchance to Dream...

Dreams and reality are only separated by a thin, gauzy curtain. So are life and death. Squish your eyes just right and see what may be...

Personal Space

OK, world of the everybody knows everything, Internet, nothing is sacred-

I cannot take much more punishment of life. Why has whatever powers that be decided I should f*cking suffer forever and never have any peace and comfort?

I truly want to give up but I am to damn stubborn to do it. After all these years should this be the end of caring, helping, sacrificing? Trying to do what is correct and right- I AM NOT ALLOWED TO VOICE MY SENTIMENTS- TO SWEAR WHEN NECESSARY? To remain meek and self effacing in the "golden years" (that is a lot of crap)??? I do worry about what to do- but then, who but me can fix it?

Ohm for the Day

Ohm-ly because, I ohm for the day after day after day

Major GM "disagreement" last night. Very Painful- let us reflect on sunshiney warmth to melt the ice of frozen words

Life Layers

This image is layers upon layers. I always laughed at the image of life as an onion. It may be true, but can we not image life with a more serendipitous visual ( not to mention other senses!)?
I shall not peel away layers, but build upon them - adding lightness and clarity- and wonderous aromas!
Today I was disheartened by a wonderful group that had copycatitis- using lessons that should remain within a group. It cost many of us, older, not as dexterous, people to lose the ability of printing our lessons. How sad that something that brought such joy could be misused! So I say, I do, send love and harmony out over the inter-ethernet of life- wishing that some day all understanding of goodness and love fall like dew from the heavens upon us all-

Dear Michael

Dear Michael, ( I am being casual as you are someone of the people- all people)

I am an older, white woman (clarifying for the benefit of others- ha my one lone reader)

Please accept my heartfelt love for your desire to be a parent. You loved and gave love to children that were yours by whatever means, This I know is true. Your babies are your babies. I am so sorry that people, the press and pseudo-caregivers have decided to parade them and you through the dark waters of the muckraking community. It is undeserved, because your children are beautiful beings of goodness and light. They do not need to be scorned, defiled and questioned. I see their faces and look into eyes that you shielded as long as you could. So be it, now they have become a property of the press and damn the press to hell. May you know there are some people who would rather know your children are loved and cared for rather than torn apart by greedy, selfish bastards. I pray for understanding that you children may continue to grow into loving adults, innocent and god-given.

love from a mama,
Dannelle

Cheerios and Hot MIlk

Why....

oh why...

do CHEERIOS and Hot Milk stink like there is no tomorrow?

Why do old people eat leftover soup, juice, etc. with cheerios when there is bread or crackers?

I am gagging on the morning smell and have to wait until after dinner for the finale.

I ussed to like cheerios...oh well.

UFear

Having read and commented here and there on the fear factors in our lives, I should come clean with my own. I do not think about fear until it rears its ugly face and I hide, or more likely, totally ignore it (it is supposed to go away if you do that lol) So delving deep into the locked rooms of my mind castle, let's see:
1. Fear of being committed when not crazy- but I am, slightly crazy that is-
2. Fear of falling, especially on icy surfaces- since I did do that, breaking my femur and shattering my rotor cuff, both on my predominate left side- which caused me much pain and lost of job, income, health benefits etc. etc
3. Fear of being unmasked as the terrible person I am inside- you know that evil twin that lurks under the surface- (insert sinister laugh)
4. Fear of heights with water on side (not bridges) without guard rails-
5. Kids walking on ledges with drops on one side- related to #4

those are the baddies to me- take your snakes, bugs, vomit etc. they exist, they are gross but I am not fearful of them

I am not doing so good... Frigin' dying here!
GM from Hades going to do me in

Fuzzy Slippers

I swear by all that is fair and kind I do not understand how we become unlovely or stray so far from our balanced self!

Why can life take such a turn that we are bitter and accusing of our loved ones? Should one really care if the baby powder is moved two inches? Hoarding old stale coffee?

I love my coffee, it is an indulgence. I grind beans, fresh daily. If you want some, I will make a new pot. Name your flavor, I have several (not so much "flavored" as types of coffee, from medium to strong ). I, personally, cannot tolerate old, stale coffee. I throw out leftovers (rare in my house) after an hour. If I forget because I am busy, I do it later, but to drink it, ugh, not happening. The GM is taking to sneaking old coffee into old recycled yogurt containers. Surprise me!

She accused granddaughter of moving her Aspercreme- and nail polisher remover. She doesn't use nail polish and Viv has her own stuff.

Enough rant for today- gosh it feels good to LET IT ALL OUT- HA HA

(imagine this is animated- there are major prblems in cyber land today)

Argggghhhh!

And we aren't talking pirate here, except perhaps piracy! ELECTRIC BILL...Now, moving off the hill was supposed to be cheaper and more efficient, etc., etc. So how come my electric bill is now $685.00 and the water $325.00? huh? Talking social security here- I think I just want to puke.

So, new plan, no Air conditioning- kill off all of us older people and no green grass, let the landlord deal with it. Oh, and, SS didn't come in yesterday, hey government, it was the THIRD!!! So Haven't paid the rent either. Crap it is hot- practice for the hereafter?Hope not, I need water and air!

I am Nasty

The nice thing about sort of being virtually alone here

is I can say

"I REALLY AM FEELING SOME HATRED HERE"

My hate towards an nasty old fart of a person who is making my loved ones miserable- not to mention ME!

I know this isn't kind, tolerant, or loving but WHY can't there be a little give and take, we compromise, WHY can't the old fart do the same!!!!
She really looks like this, sunglasses and all! I lived through my mon I really do not want to do this now or ever-
I keep hoping she will die, not nice but true

Friends

Friends, I've had a few,

and then again,

too few to mention...

HA! Few is right but MENTION I shall and will.... You know who you are and then again you don't know I am here- so anyway, LOVE YOU and thanks for everything you do for me, even if I don't like it!

Weekly Calendar

July is National Pickle Month

July 27: National Take Your Plants for a Walk Day
(got up extra early to do this!)

July 28: Beatrix Potter was born on this day in 1866.
(Peter Rabbit should be so proud)

July 29: National Lasagna Day. Also, St. Martha's Day. She is the patron saint of housewives. It's said that she once took time out of her sweeping to put out a dragon's fire with holy water. (Warning: do not try this at home.)
(Sounds like more fun that sweeping)

August 1: Today is the ancient Celtic festival of Lugnasadh (pronounced loo-na-sa), anglicized as "Lammas."

(prefer my Lammas with one m-Lorenzo Lamas)

lol

Going up the Stairway

Wish I knew where the stairs lead...I feel like I am on a journey to nowhere. It has been so hot and humid it isn't fun to do much after 10 in the morning.

The Grandmary actually joined us for dinner last night and said it was delicious! Imagine that!

I am so not used to having this terrible bitterness in me. I have always let it go and forgive and forget. She is like the thorns in my rose bushes- Every time I try to take care of my roses I come away bleeding.

The slowness of getting things in order is affecting my ability to care if it ever happens and yet I want my life back with all it's trimmings! I gave away or dumped so much that connected to memories or happiness thoughts that I need what is left around me to enjoy!

Enough sorrow and pain

wish it would rain

wash away the bitter grime

take me to a better time

up the stairway!

Gift Giving

I am trying to understand the meaning of this quotation...Friendship is a two way street, at least I think so. I can accept the gift or reject it but how can I possibly give it to myself? I like me, most of the time, anyway. Therefore, I can be my own friend, but I think I would get tired of always talking to myself.

Are you tired of those sissy 'friendship' poems that always sound good, But never actually come close to reality?Well, here is a series of promises that actually speak of true friendship.

.1. When you are sad -- I will jump on the person who made you sad like a spider monkey.

2. When you are blue -- I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you..

3. When you smile -- I will know you are plotting something that I must be involved in.

4. When you are scared -- I will rag on you about it every chance I get.

5. When you are worried -- I will tell you horrible stories about how much Worse it could be until you quit whining.

6. When you are confused -- I will use little words.

7. When you are sick -- Stay away from me until you are well Again. I don't want whatever you have.

8. When you fall -- I will point and laugh at your clumsiness....

9. This is my oath.... I pledge it to the end.

'Why?' you may ask; 'because you are my friend'.

Friendship is like peeing your pants, everyone can see it, But only you can feel the true warmth.

Send this to your closest friends, Then get depressed because you can only think of a few.

borrowed from:

http://www.cleanjoke.com/humor/True-Friendship.html

A Challenge Taken

Edders/ Miss Ginger's Pass It Along Meme
using song titles of Favorite Artists
Lost the directions- go see the above people!

MY LIFE ACCORDING TO; DAVID BOWIE/PAUL MC CARTNEY

Male or Female?
New Angels of Promise/Tug of War

Describe yourself:
Queen Bitch/Don't Get Around Much Anymore

How do you feel?
Comfortably Numb/Don't Let it Bring You Down

Describe where you currently live:
Looking for Water/ Back in the USSR

If you could go anywhere, where would you go?
Suffragette City/London Town

Your favorite form of transportation is:
Speed of Life/ Spinning on An Axis

Your best friend is:
Jean Genie/ Uncle Albert

You and your best friend are:
You've Got a Habit of Leaving/ Wanderlust

What's the weather like:
Henry and the H-Bomb/Flaming Pie

If your life were a TV show, what would it be called?
Where Have the Good Times Gone/ Singalong Junk

What is life to you?
Holy, Holy/ Rough Ride

Your last relationship:
The Pretty Things Are Going to Hell/Live and Let Die

Your fear:
Trying to Get To Heaven/ Try Not to Cry

What is the best advice you have to give:
You Got To Have A Job/Don't Let The Sun Catch You Crying

Thought for the day:
You Belong in Rock and Roll/ We Can Work It Out

How I Would Like to Die:
(in my) Golden Years/One of These Days

My soul's present condition:
Got My Mojo Working/Getting Better

My motto:
It Ain't Easy/Dance Tonight

Happily we Should Live!

This was the prayer of the day (yes, I do subscribe, but I am picky)

for those of you that enjoy the pleasures of the flesh, ignore the one about yearning!

the rest is pretty much correct- comprende?

Let Us Live Happily
Let us live happily, without hate amongst those who hate.

Let us dwell unhating amidst hateful men.

Let us live happily, in good health amongst those who are sick.

Let us dwell in good health amidst ailing men.

Let us live happily, without yearning for sensual pleasures amongst those who yearn for them.

Let us dwell without yearning amidst those who yearn.Let us live happily, we who have no impediments.

We shall subsist on joy even as the radiant gods.
- The Buddha
Source: Dhammapada 197

A Concert

Last Night We when to a concert, here in "Lake Elsinore" OMgoodnessgracious strange place for a venue of celebs! At my age, I think is it so sad to see former stars twinkle in sad places. The Jam 80's concert featured Martha Davis and the Motels

This was the 7 Pm opener- Should have been pushed up several notches because they were ok!

Next was "Gene loves Jezebel" Now here I never (although some people obviously did) heard of them. Googled and was amazed at their history and continued saga- US vs UK - brother against brother. They, he, whatever sucked, But he did wear a really cute coat!

I believe this is Michael- the twin with the US name- as opposed to his brother Jay, who owns the UK name...whatever

Next up- the forever popular? A Flock of Seagulls- and may a bird of Paradise fly up your Nose- Who thinks loud equates to wonderful? It might have been better had not the bass overshadowed every vocal- Sad Sad

The Headliner was Berlin- Terri Nunn(like Martha) still looks rockin, smokin good (not in the actual smoking not good for you sense) The sound was way too loud but real performers shine regardless and they came across nicely!

In August, the Summer concert features- Now dig this my lovelies-

Willie Nelson,

John Mellecamp and

Bob Dylan!

I may just have to pay premium to sit up front

The New Me

Hello world, this is me...formerly known as, well if I deleted the former I do not want to be connected to it! Unfortunately I loved it, loved them, the original from AOL brought over and the new one., at blogger. I had friends. I loved them - sometimes they loved me. BUT there was a problem, an itsy bitsy problem of people who I did not want to read my thoughts, I need to be able to do this without recrimination or guilt... perhaps I can renew my friends or gather new ones or both!

It will take time, effort and love to rebuild what I had loved and start again, anyone who cares, let me know, or not