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Bonnie Tonight...

After a full day, I confess, Stan and I are usually relieved when Bonnie comes to pick up Joel at 11:30. (P.M.) We usually have a full day of little ones, from early in the morning, until Bonnie picks up the Bean after work. Naturally, by the time for Bonnie to get here...we're tired, and ready for our house to quiet down. Let's face it, we're old, and Joel's a handful. He's going to be 2 in June, and he's doing it with gusto.

I couldn't help it, I cracked up laughing at Bonnie tonight. Usually I try to listen while she tells me about her day.. offer her something to eat or a pop...and she stays a while, and then by midnight, sometimes 1 a.m. she goes home. By then, it's lights out and the next day is here before we know it, and it starts all over again.

Tonight though, *laughs* Joel went to get his shoes shortly after Bonnie came in. I put them on him and told him to tell Bonnie "Let's Go!" (He's learned to say that and it's adorable.) She picked him up and headed for the door, and I swear, Stan shut the door on her and turned out the porch light before Bonnie knew what was happening. She hadn't even stepped off of the threshold yet.

The driveway is dark and she had to get the car seat out of my car to put in her own car. She banged on the door and I opened it - to see Bonnie standing there with furrowed brows and stormy eyes. She said, "Damn, why didn't you just boot me in the ass while you're at it? Turn on the porch light at least long enough for me to be able to get the car seat out of your car!"

I laughed my ass off at her. She was totally miffed. After she loaded the car seat and Joel, she got in her car, rolled down her window and growled at me.

"Okay, mom, I'm in the car now, you can turn off the porch light."

I'm sorry Bonnie, that was just too funny. Forgive him. He's goofy!

In the News...

All of the appeals are over for the Schindler family. Terri is going to die of thirst and starvation. Her husband is going to have her cremated immediately after her passing. I can't help it.. my warped mind finds that awfully convenient for him.

I'm sorry. He's probably been down a hard road with this whole thing. Still.. to deny her some water on a swab just to wet her lips... to deny her Easter communion... what the heck is wrong with this guy? A communion wafer isn't going to prolong her life very much, nor are swabs of water to moisten her lips.

None of it makes sense to me.

He's going to bury her ashes on his family plot.. with his family.

Is this any of my business? No. Is this any of the state's business? No. This is a private family matter. The media made it everyone's business. So now that I'm aware of it, how can I help but have an opinion?

I still think that since he allowed the feeding tube inserted from the beginning...he should have had to leave it in now. I think he needs to be heavily investigated as to the accusations that he abused Terri. I think that when she passes over, her body should be autopsied to see exactly what happened to cause her injuries, and exactly which bones were broken, find out when, and how... those things didn't just happen by themselves.

As her husband, legally he's her guardian. Yet.. any child found with unexplained suspicious injuries would be removed from the guardian until the situation is checked into and abuse is ruled out. Why is Judge Greer making it so easy for Terri to be erased? First her life, then her body.

I just don't understand it.

Fat Amnesty

Do any of you know what Fat Amnesty is?

I have it.

For those of you who aren't familiar with it, it's the state of being pardoned for being fat. In fact, not only do I have Fat Amnesty, I'm being encouraged to not only be fat, but to stay fat.

For all of you carb counters out there, HA!

I told Mikyla the other day that we have to start walking in the mornings, to get this weight off of me. She's getting a little chubby herself, she's gaining weight at a rapid rate - no - there's nothing wrong, she's just got a voracious appetite, it's surpassing Mallory's, surprisingly, and has since she had her adenoids removed.

She looked at me all puzzled and asked me what that means.. walking to lose weight.. and I told her I need to lose some of my fat..

She said, "You mean you'll be skinny, like mommy then?"

I said, well yeah, I want to be thin, I don't want to be fat, so we have to start walking...

She got this nervous/scared look on her face, waved her hands and shook her head..

"No, no no no, Mammy, I don't want you to be skinny, I like your fat! Please don't go walking and get skinny!"

I was stumped.. "Why not, Mikyla?"

"Because", She answered, "If you're skinny you won't be able to fight off the monsters and ghosts anymore for me. STAY FAT!"

*laughs*

I have to admit.. I LOVE Fat Amnesty! Pass me those Emmyemms!!

Animal Planet

I love this station. I love it! It's sorta like watching the Discovery Channel's 'Animal Kingdom' all the time. The kids like it too. I like the Animal Cops best.. they kick ass. The pets they rescue are pitiful. I can't believe how some folks just get these animals and let them go in the shape they're in when these Animal Cops find them. I wanna be an Animal Cop! After I go to Africa and be a freelance photographer, taking photos up close and personal of Lions and Gorillas...after I'm a stormchaser... after I'm a certified Paranormal Researcher...

*coughs*

...after I'm a mammy.

Lydia

It was good to see you today! I still can't believe you got married and didn't let any of us know!

Congratulations to you and Chuck.. I wish you the best!

Don't forget me when you go to the Monticello Asylum - I wanna go too! Have a good Easter, and a safe drive home!

Sex Offender Registry

People.. please. It's simple. Go to the registry for your state. Type in your county and the cities near you. LOOK at the names and photos of offenders in your area. If you're familiar with who these people are, you're going to be more aware of possible impending danger to your children. Just the same as with with their physical health... for their safety...prevention is the best cure.

That's what the Sex Offender registry is for. Please! USE IT!!

The registry for the state of Kentucky's Sex Offenders URL is:
http://kspsor.state.ky.us/

For another state's Sex Offender URL, go to www.google.com, in the search engine, type:
Sex offender registry for your state
(replace "your state" with the name of the state you live in) and click the little google search box. Voila, it's that simple.

Look up names of people who have access to your children, to be sure they're not on that registry, and if they are, you can take appropriate measures to be sure your child is safe!

Of course there are those offenders who don't register as they're required. Still.. this is some measure of protection and hell, with the world the way it is, we need to utilize every ounce of protection we can get for our kids.

Don't be complacent! Keep our children safe!

Spring

Spring is happening! The pussy willow is blooming! I planted this thing over 10 years ago, and this is the first year it's ever bloomed!

The clover's taking over.. it's time to mow already!

Mikyla's Rhod is fixing to bloom too!

...and the Easter Lillies are blooming!

I'm surprised Bush hasn't signed an executive order regarding Terri Schiavo

He's so .. take charge..

...the senate passed the Schavio relief bill, Bush rushed in to sign it..

I'm glad he did sign it. After 15 years it seems mean to cut off her nutrients now. It's like..her husband's said.. ok, I'm bored with you now, woman, it's time for you to exit stage left.

It seems like a common sense thing.

Hubby shoulda refused the tubes on her behalf when it first happened.

The Mafu Cage

I saw this movie a hundred years ago, it was the eeriest thing I've ever seen. I want to find it for Bonnie.

Leaving Las Vegas

Good Lord. He went to Las Vegas to drink himself to death. Literally. Don't watch this with kids in the house!

Kelly

I seem to find myself doing more man-bashing than man-bragging-on so for the first time ever..

(and God, please don't make me eat my words)

..I like Kelly.

I kindasorta hope he's my son-in-law one of these days.

He's not a mountain man. He's intelligent, he's a college student, studying to become a Registered Nurse...and he works part time in a fast food restaurant, so he has drive and ambition.

He's wonderful with Joel, and I saw clearly yesterday, that Joel's crazy about him. When Kelly stopped by to bring Joel's shoes (he'd kicked them off in the car and we needed them so Joel could play in the yard - Kelly brought them within minutes, we didn't have to wait hours until Kelly did other things that were 'more important' - okay, okay, that in itself impressed me.) Joel headed towards the car with Kelly. He was intent on going too. He was quite upset when he realized he wasn't going, and I think Kelly would have taken him too, but he had to go to work. (Joel ended up going with Sarah for a while, he loves hanging out with her too.)

Kelly stayed for a long time in the yard before he had to go, just hanging out with Joel, swinging him, walking behind him as Joel explored.

He's got a pretty good sense of humor too. I think even mom might like him a little. That's saying a whole lot.

For Valentine's day, he bought Bonnie the cutest little Mr. Perfect doll.. she brought it to show me and it cracked me up. "Dear you are looking WONDERFUL today." "You stay right there in bed, I'm serving you breakfast right there again." "Let's invite your mother over for dinner." lol.. that was cute as could be. He truly seems to be good to Bonnie, and good for her as well.

Okay, that's my public once in a lifetime brag on one of the girl's fellas. Not to say the others aren't nice... but Lord I hope I haven't jinxed anything here with these words.

Please, please, please, Kelly don't ever change!

John Couey Killed Jessica Lunsford

He's a repeat offender. He confessed. He told the vicinity of where he buried this little girl's body. Now he's been sent back to Florida, where he's snugly in jail, charged with a probation violation and failure to register as a sex offender.

This beautiful child, Jessica, would still be alive but for this guy. Couey has been in jail so many times - 24 I think the news broadcasted - before and I can't think of one good reason for him to have been out in our world to be able to hurt Jessica, or any other child.

I know he has rights too. I regret however, that he does. A rabid dog has no rights. It's shot between the eyes as it sits there foaming at the mouth. John Couey, in my (humble) opinion, should have no more rights than a rabid dog. He and his ilk are every bit as much a menace to society.

Now we get to watch, as he's given medical care, food, shelter and clothes for the rest of his life in jail. He'll get better care than most single mothers and their children who are trying to eek out a relatively decent life here in the good ol' U.S. of A. It's sickening.

We can't give him cruel and unusual punishment, nor can we deny him rights to an appeal if (and he will) he gets the death penalty. He, however, didn't worry about dishing out cruel and unusual punishment to Jessica. Nor was he about to give that child an appeal. He used her, and he killed her. Simple as that.

He was laughing and smiling a couple of weeks back on a news interview regarding smoking in public places. It turned my stomach. His fingernails were filthy, crusted with dirt - and I couldn't help but wonder if it was from Jessica's grave.

Who the HELL did he think he was, that he could just walk into her grandparent's home, take that child, and do what he wanted with her? Why.. why are there those among us who are so compelled to take something precious and beautiful, and destroy it?

I don't want to hear that shit about how he's sick, he's not in his right mind, he needs help. That's bullshit. He knew enough to hide his crime and run. That's all I need to know. In my mind he is inhuman, and I just don't think he is deserving of compassion, or understanding.

These sexual offenders have been proven to do it again. And again. And again. They don't change. They don't get 'well'. They don't stop, they just get worse, sneakier and more dangerous to children each time they're caught and 'punished'. THEY CAN NOT BE REHABILITATED. Why was Couey out there? Because our jails are too full? People who have done worse are in there, why keep up a sex offender, when we have to have the room for 'real' criminals? This is outrageous.

We're one of the richest countries on Earth. Why, WHY can't we invest in a nice frozen island somewhere, nothing tropical, no, something cold and uncomfortable... and send these people there? How to keep them there? This is too simple.

Inject these assholes with one of those VeriChips id chips, keep a staff to monitor them, to be sure they don't move off of this island. Just.. put a little something extra in the chip, a small explosive that can be remotely charged so that if any do escape they just explode, killing the offender instantly. Don't put the chip anywhere that they can dig or tear it out, inject it deep into the testicles, those guys wouldn't want to cut those off or dig around in them to remove the chip, I'm sure. Their saggy old balls are sacred to them.

Don't worry about housing them, just drop them off with a tent and a coat and boots and gloves, we'd not want to be cruel, no no no! Give a little pouch of army style rations of food from time to time (just to shut up the bleeding hearts, I, myself think they could get by digging up grubworms or rats for food) and let them have at each other. A frozen Island for the male offenders, and another for the females. This way no children would be born to these idiots.

Good God when are we going to wise up?

Panic is a funny thing...

Last night mom got sick just suddenly. A wicked nose bleed and her blood pressure shot through the roof. Stubborn ass that she is, she wouldn't let dad and Lisa take her to the hospital, but they did call, and after 50 or 60 tries they finally reached the e.r. nurse who told them how to help stop the nose bleed.

Dad and Lisa panicked and couldn't figure out how to call the hospital. They just panicked. Both of them are certified at C.P.R. Both of them know that above all things, remain calm. Both of them panicked.

PANICKERS!

Mik had called for me to go get her.. She called mom because she couldn't reach me by phone. Lisa had been on the phone with me, so mom Nextelled me, told me to go get Mik.. so I did.. at that time, mom sounded just fine. I guess in 10 minutes, blood pressure can do some pretty hateful stuff.

When I got to Sarah's, she wanted me to check her computer to find out why she couldn't watch movies on it, and I just messed around with it for 30 minutes or so, then we started for home.

Nick got me on the Nextel as soon as we hit bull run and got service back. I knew something was wrong - I thought dad was having a heart attack.. I don't know why.. but when I got there, and saw mom with all these towels over her, and just her eyes peekin out, my stomach sank. I couldn't, could NOT get her to go with me to the emergency room.

I asked Lisa if she still had a blood pressure cuff, she did, at her house, so she ran to get it.. and Mikyla was waiting in the car with Stan and Mal and Joel - Lisa stopped to tell Stan what was wrong, and Mikyla, the darling little ghoul, insisted on coming inside to "see" for herself..

Anyway...

The nurse had told Lisa to pinch mom's nose to get the bleeding to stop...and there mom sat, these towels over her head, over the lower part of her face, and I asked her if she was feeling ok.. I thought she was stroking out on us. Her B.P. was 184/118ish by then, and that had to be lower than before, because the nose bleed was slowing down by then.

Mom sat there with these huge unblinking eyes, staring at me, she didn't answer, just .. this .. stare.

Scared the shit out of me.. I told her, hey, woman, don't sit there lookin' at me all walleyed when you're actin' this sick, are you still with us here? Shew!

She cracked up laughing.

I knew if she could laugh, she wasn't dyin'.. so I told dad to sing to her to calm her down. For a little bit, if Lisa hadn't looked so purplexed.. dad would have too.

*laughs*

Poor dad, he was more ascared than I'd ever seen him and when I got home to hear his pitiful pleas, "juel..answer the phone, it's an emergency.. please, please pick up the phone!"

I felt terrible that he'd not been able to reach me :(

Lisa on the answering machine sounded just as pitiful, just as scared. "Juel.. good god, please, PLEASE pick up your phone, we need you!"

Panickers!

I'd have panicked too, I think. Mom, I'm glad you're feeling better today.

I really can keep a secret...

It's A Girl!!!!!