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I don’t know who originally wrote this or I’d give credit where credit is due.  It was anonymous when I received it as a email forward from a friend.  I generally don’t use email forwards but this is not only telling of current societal and cultural issues but also sad and unfortunately right on the mark for many that are your basic salt-of-the-earth citizens. 

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I USED TO THINK I WAS JUST A REGULAR GUY, BUT …

 

I used to think I was just a regular guy, but …..

 I was born white, which now, whether I like it or not, makes me a racist. 

 I am a fiscal and moral conservative, which by today’s standards, makes me a fascist.

I am heterosexual, which according to gay folks, now makes me a homophobic. 

I am non-union, which makes me a traitor to the working class and an ally of big business.

I am a Christian, which now labels me as an infidel. 

I believe in the 2nd Amendment, which now makes me a member of the vast gun lobby.

I am older than 60, which makes me a bit less than I used to be.

I think and I reason, therefore I doubt much that the main stream media tells me, which must make me a reactionary.

I am proud of my heritage and our inclusive American culture, which makes me a xenophobe.

I value my safety and that of my family and I appreciate the police and the legal system, which makes me a right-wing extremist. 

I believe in hard work, fair play, and fair compensation according to each individual’s merits, which today makes me an anti-socialist. 

I believe in the defense and protection of the homeland for and by all citizens, which now makes me a militant. 

Recently, a sick old woman called me and my friends “a basket of deplorables”. 

I need to thank all my friends for sticking with me through these abrupt, newfound challenges in my life and my thinking!

I just can’t imagine or understand what’s happened to me so quickly! 

Funny . . . it’s all just taken place over the last 8 years!

And if all this crap wasn’t enough to deal with, I’m now afraid to go into either restroom!

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It doesn’t matter how old someone is or how long a true “daddy” has been dead.  Today would be my father’s birthday.  I still miss him and I always will. 

I was an awkward gangly smart-mouthed little girl.  I was tall (actually … lol … I still am), skinny, red haired, fair skinned, and freckled.  I have worn glasses or contacts since I was 7 years old.  I was too smart for my own good and didn’t fit in with any particular crowd.  He always encouraged me to be who I was at my core and loved the fire in my soul.  Most definitely not everyone liked it, and it frustrated and angered him at times, but he never wanted to squelch it.  He celebrated me.  This is how he would have described me …

Nevertheless my daddy always made me feel beautiful … even when my sharp tongue got the better of me. 

I know I am incredibly blessed to have had a daddy like him.   Not everyone is so fortunate and I am sorry for that.  He taught me to be a strong lady that could handle and withstand anything life threw at me. 

Daddy, I miss you.  I always will.  Go fishing 🎣 with Grandpa and Keegan up in heaven today to celebrate 🎉 your birthday 🎂.  

❤️

Glenn B Crowley

8.25.1924

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I had to give my favorite little staple kitchen appliance a much-deserved funeral this week.  It was quite sad, to be honest with you all.  😢

When I was very young and newly married, my now ex-husband and I had friends come over for dinner.   I don’t remember what the main course was, but I remember cooking rice with it.  I flat out burned the rice to a crisp on the stove.  The other couple found it very funny … whereas I was mortified.  He was Asian, and I was attempting to do something nice for him.  Obviously, it backfired … but it was a running joke from then on.  😆

Anyway, the very next weekend, they invited us for dinner at their house … and gave us a present of a very basic rice cooker.  We all laughed and they swore we’d love it.  I did!!!  🙂

The brand was National, manufactured by Matsushita, which is a predecessor to Panasonic.  This magic little cooker was amazing.   It cooked the rice and magically turned off when it was done so I couldn’t burn 🔥 it.  It was a very basic unit that worked solidly for a little over 40 years.  😱  

I loved this thing.  ❤️  It’s travelled with me in various moves and took a beating from children misusing it and from my very regular use.   It just kept ticking.  👨🏻‍🍳 

Well, it kept ticking until this week when it just wouldn’t fire up.  It was tired.  It wanted to return to the appliance heaven in the sky.  I was devastated.   😮  Of the number of appliances that came and went in my house over the years, this one gave me way more than I bargained for.  👍🏻

Rest easy, little rice cooker.  You deserve it.  You’re already missed.   😧

Now I have to find a new one.  The task is daunting.  😏

Carry on, everyone!

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There was a homeless man up until recently here in my adopted home town that generally hung out near the McDonalds just off the freeway, but he was always nice, friendly, never caused issues, just meandered around.  Everyone around here knew who he was and pretty much watched out for him as “one of their own”.  I think a lot of small towns and neighborhoods have a guy like that … at least much of Main Street Conservative USA does.  

Anyway, sadly he died a few weeks ago.  It took the local authorities a few days to locate his next of kin, but apparently his family lives in NY.  I live in CA.  A lot of people around here thought he was a native to the area, but that wasn’t really the case.  The gentleman’s name was Elliot, and he was only 57.  He had mental issues, but he was never rude or aggressive or anything.  He was protected and loved by the residents of his adopted home town.  

In any case, his younger brother who didn’t even know where he was until a Placerville detective tracked him down wrote a letter to the area … essentially a eulogy for his long lost brother … that when I read, I cried for who this man was and the demons he fought in his head.  I cried because I can see someone I know and care for deeply in the stories shared with us about him.  The letter, though, was beautiful.  It was written as only a concerned sibling could write.   If you’re at all interested, this is the link to the article about Elliot:
 
http://inedc.com/14/“elliot’s-war”-memorial-placerville-homeless-man 

To my loyal readers, I offer this as a simple story about a local icon named Elliot who fought demons most of us cannot understand or imagine, even while being raised in good circumstances.  You just never know what someone may be enduring.  As my father used to say, “there, but for the grace of God, go I”.

Elliot, the residents of Placerville will miss you.

 

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… dedicated to my baby boy, my late son, my Keegan … on his “fake” birthday since this isn’t a Leap Year and his “real” birthday … 

“Lucky I’m sane after all I’ve been through. (Everybody say I’m cool.) (He cool.) I can’t complain but sometimes I still do. Life’s been good to me so far.” Joe Walsh

#birthday #birthdaycelebration #keegan #leapdaybaby #love #cysticfibrosis #cf #justbreathe #cfsucks

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❤️️❤️️❤️️❤️️❤️️❤️️

I love you, baby girl.

I always have. 

I always will. 

I am so proud of who you are and what you have become.  I love you and Alex forever and always. 

While you may no longer be a baby … you’ll always and forever be my baby girl.  

Happy birthday, baby girl.

❤️️❤️️❤️️❤️️❤️️❤️️

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While we may have only been married for 9 years now, it has certainly been an interesting road we’ve been on with twists, turns, dips, and climbs.

 

 

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Today I took a walk up the street

And picked a flower and climbed the hill above the lake,

And secret thoughts were said aloud.

We watched the faces in the clouds

Until the clouds had blown away.

Were we ever somewhere else?

You know it’s hard to say.

I never saw blue like that before …

 
NEVER SAW BLUE LIKE THAT

Shawn Colvin

 

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There is absolutely no one else with whom I’d rather be on my current life path than you.

 

Happy Anniversary, Roy!

 

I love you!

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