14 4 / 2014

What happens when a psychopathic Neo-Nazi goes on a shooting spree in the Kansas City parking lots of two Jewish organizations? 
He kills three devout Christians.
Proof, Ladies and Gentlemen, that we are now living in the fifth dimension.
May their memory be for a blessing.

What happens when a psychopathic Neo-Nazi goes on a shooting spree in the Kansas City parking lots of two Jewish organizations? 

He kills three devout Christians.

Proof, Ladies and Gentlemen, that we are now living in the fifth dimension.

May their memory be for a blessing.

14 4 / 2014

Sometimes I feel like a balloon and the only thing keeping me from flying away is dear husband.  Sometimes I wonder what else I have to overcome before people who should know better treat me respectfully. At least dear husband and dear son understand

Sometimes I feel like a balloon and the only thing keeping me from flying away is dear husband.  Sometimes I wonder what else I have to overcome before people who should know better treat me respectfully. At least dear husband and dear son understand

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11 4 / 2014

Springtime at Lake Wobegon ^-^
Thanks very much to my new followers! Things are humming along at the casa, with preparations for springtime and summer events, and it’s finally warm enough for outside walking.  By February the treadmill gets really, really old.  I am over 1000 reblogs on my very own bunny meme; I appreciate all the reblogs and likes.  I’m working on my manuscript and got out a couple of times this week.  I got my hair done on Wednesday (what, you think that’s natural?) and my stylist wants me to ask my psychic friend about her ghost.  We’ll see what she says.
Aloha Friday everyone and have a great weekend.
~~~~~~~~~~your very own decaffeinated writer  xoxoxo

Springtime at Lake Wobegon ^-^

Thanks very much to my new followers! Things are humming along at the casa, with preparations for springtime and summer events, and it’s finally warm enough for outside walking.  By February the treadmill gets really, really old.  I am over 1000 reblogs on my very own bunny meme; I appreciate all the reblogs and likes.  I’m working on my manuscript and got out a couple of times this week.  I got my hair done on Wednesday (what, you think that’s natural?) and my stylist wants me to ask my psychic friend about her ghost.  We’ll see what she says.

Aloha Friday everyone and have a great weekend.

~~~~~~~~~~your very own decaffeinated writer  xoxoxo

11 4 / 2014

11 4 / 2014

Ugh, I hate being touched by strangers.  It happened this week at the library.  Had it not been story hour with a room full of little ones, I would have screamed some choice invectives at the offender.  You would think a 70+ year old man would know better.
#HotMamaProblems

Ugh, I hate being touched by strangers.  It happened this week at the library.  Had it not been story hour with a room full of little ones, I would have screamed some choice invectives at the offender.  You would think a 70+ year old man would know better.

#HotMamaProblems