Years back, when my kid and other people's kids were small, I had a dear friend who was going through a divorce ... whose son, then about two, three, had the same first name as his father ... so she decided to start calling her kid by a different name
And I don't mean "Sweetheart" or "Buddy" ... and I don't mean "Shithead" (she was actually a dammed decent mother) ... but by a completely different first name!
Both my mother and I had a conversation with her in which we basically said - this is going to make the kid NUTS! You can't do this! I'm sure other people said so, too ...
Anyway one of the 'advantages' of being online is that you can now get 'the rest of the story' ... and, quite unlike that famous radio personality who always told intriguing and wonderful stories!, in real life, it isn't always so pretty! sometimes I find out things I wish I hadn't known - wish I had stayed in my hazy field of memories and hoped for happy ever after ...
Well I looked up this kid - who btw now uses his real first name ... and, ah -well --
He's kind of walked over into the dark side, starting with D & D and going on from there - I'm talking the worlds best known by Wes Craven and so on from there ...
Mebbe if he only heard one name his whole life ... who knows?!
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
"big deal". I could just tell it was going to change my life,
Today, I brought CoCo to a new-to-her, groomer ...
No small task, this one: CoCo is 15 years old, still has very strong Rottie chest muscles so that she can pull me off my feet when I walk her BUT weak back legs, and is pretty much terrified of anything and everything w/o her beloved sister of the heart, Myndie, but Mommy at least is a decent, 2d place-r ...
I noticed this over Christmas, and it still holds true: while I have a perfectly good doggy ramp and she could just walk easily right into the back seat like her sister did, she REFUSES - instead, she climbs up to the back floor with her front two paws and "hangs" - and waits for me to pick up the back end! Getting out is more difficult, and we actually had a crash that scared the bejesus out of me - but she sat there and laughed, as in "I meant that to happen, yeahhhh!"
I figured I would sit and wait at the grooming parlor ... so she was bathed, given a bandana like her big sis used to love, and had her nails clipped. The woman said she was so well-behaved! that she just sat there and let it be. Methinks there is a lesson for me in there ....
No small task, this one: CoCo is 15 years old, still has very strong Rottie chest muscles so that she can pull me off my feet when I walk her BUT weak back legs, and is pretty much terrified of anything and everything w/o her beloved sister of the heart, Myndie, but Mommy at least is a decent, 2d place-r ...
I noticed this over Christmas, and it still holds true: while I have a perfectly good doggy ramp and she could just walk easily right into the back seat like her sister did, she REFUSES - instead, she climbs up to the back floor with her front two paws and "hangs" - and waits for me to pick up the back end! Getting out is more difficult, and we actually had a crash that scared the bejesus out of me - but she sat there and laughed, as in "I meant that to happen, yeahhhh!"
I figured I would sit and wait at the grooming parlor ... so she was bathed, given a bandana like her big sis used to love, and had her nails clipped. The woman said she was so well-behaved! that she just sat there and let it be. Methinks there is a lesson for me in there ....
Sunday, July 29, 2012
Last Sunday in July
Weather: Sunny, strong UV - sunny! -in other words, it's seasonal. Grateful for a/c!
Reading: Some email; "Delivered from Evil" ; puzzle books.
Making: No coffee -staled out ;- Need to put shopping on the list!
Writing: not yet but I'll get there soon enough! alot of story ideas w/ preliminary sketches and beginnings in my current notebook
Drinking: See making note above ;-
Enjoying: A/C; CoCo tapping in her sleep ;)
Looking forward to: Thinking about an autumnal trip up to Jersey, post Labor Day
Saturday, July 28, 2012
Message from Ron Franscell
Started reading his book, "Delivered From Evil: True Stories of Ordinary People who Faced Monstrous Mass Killers, and Survived", and already a paragraph in there feels like a personal message to me:
"Another truth is that forgiveness is more difficult than we can imagine. Most of these survivors understand that without forgiveness, they rot from the inside out - and the people they can't forgive don't care. These survivors don't excuse the behavior of monsters nor deny their own pain, but rather have revoked permission for their monsters or their feelings to darken the rest of their lives. They don't make nice with their would-be killers, but instead they move beyond them. It is more about unburdening than absolution."
"Another truth is that forgiveness is more difficult than we can imagine. Most of these survivors understand that without forgiveness, they rot from the inside out - and the people they can't forgive don't care. These survivors don't excuse the behavior of monsters nor deny their own pain, but rather have revoked permission for their monsters or their feelings to darken the rest of their lives. They don't make nice with their would-be killers, but instead they move beyond them. It is more about unburdening than absolution."
Truths told while finding a bargain...
So I'm in Dollar General this afternoon, and the line is unbelieveable, into the aisles! (which I later found out from the cashier that - because there were power failures and loss of revenue, DG is making up for it by cutting employees hours - dumb move, DG!!!) ... so the woman and her son behind me in line, we start to talk ...
Oh, we were talking about the line (of course!) but more than that - back to school, when that is, all she has to do for multiple kids to get them ready ... it was pleasant :)
So after I paid for my purchase (finally!) I turned to thank her for such a nice conversation ... and she smiled, pointed to my bag, and said, "Enjoy your puzzles! Oh, I wish I had time to do them!"
I smiled. And I told the truth: "Lady, your hectic life with multiple kids in school ... I'd trade you in a heartbeat."
Oh, we were talking about the line (of course!) but more than that - back to school, when that is, all she has to do for multiple kids to get them ready ... it was pleasant :)
So after I paid for my purchase (finally!) I turned to thank her for such a nice conversation ... and she smiled, pointed to my bag, and said, "Enjoy your puzzles! Oh, I wish I had time to do them!"
I smiled. And I told the truth: "Lady, your hectic life with multiple kids in school ... I'd trade you in a heartbeat."
Friday, July 27, 2012
Laundry Tales
Ahhh, I didn't time it right: I've got twenty minutes left on the dryer @ the laundromat ... alright ... guess I'll have a seat ...
Just about as my laundry is almost done, the door opens and this parade of people come in - now, I'm not quite sure how to describe them:
Homeless looking? They didn't smell.
Poor unfortunates? Yeah, that would fit ... each one looked like he or she had been through trauma untold, and they had interesting scars: missing teeth ; one guy had a twisted, shortened leg ; one woman had the side of her mouth pushed in long time ago and - well - it just - grew over - like that ...
They weren't rowdy. They all had suitcases with dirty clothes, and correct change, and were very good customers like that --
-- I just couldn't imagine what had happened - were they all in a firefight together? survived a bad foster home experience?
Well, my clothes were done ... loaded them up, walked out to my truck, and --
Ahhh ... parked next to my truck is another truck, and according to the advert on the side --
It belongs to a carnival!!!
Just about as my laundry is almost done, the door opens and this parade of people come in - now, I'm not quite sure how to describe them:
Homeless looking? They didn't smell.
Poor unfortunates? Yeah, that would fit ... each one looked like he or she had been through trauma untold, and they had interesting scars: missing teeth ; one guy had a twisted, shortened leg ; one woman had the side of her mouth pushed in long time ago and - well - it just - grew over - like that ...
They weren't rowdy. They all had suitcases with dirty clothes, and correct change, and were very good customers like that --
-- I just couldn't imagine what had happened - were they all in a firefight together? survived a bad foster home experience?
Well, my clothes were done ... loaded them up, walked out to my truck, and --
Ahhh ... parked next to my truck is another truck, and according to the advert on the side --
It belongs to a carnival!!!
Relatives on opposite sides of Kimmell murder case share odd bond
Relatives on opposite sides of Kimmell murder case share odd bond
Lisa was the ultimate victim," Sheila Kimmell said. "We're considered the secondary victims. But there isn't (a definition) for Judy and her family - the other people who were affected by Dale's crime. I call them victims in the third degree."
Lisa was the ultimate victim," Sheila Kimmell said. "We're considered the secondary victims. But there isn't (a definition) for Judy and her family - the other people who were affected by Dale's crime. I call them victims in the third degree."
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