Wet Hens; and A Can of Worms...

Wet Hens; and A Can of Worms...

Good Monday Morning!
(Perhaps I should just say "Good Grief")...
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Once more, (ad nauseum if need be), I am not much of a political person.
But I will defend any persons right to have and hold dear their own beliefs and values.

More importantly, I have even less respect for anyone who castrates, belittles, or condemns another person for his/her same beliefs.

I am not sure how many of you have chanced to see the comments on my top page. I shall put them chronologically here for you now...

First, from Grandma Rosy, (completely UNsolicited on my part I might add);
"people just don't get it. You're friend John T. is a professed "Redneck" he says so himself. But not just that he is deadly prejudice. Its his way or no way!! I use to be on his page but got ashamed for people to see me there." end quote...

Then, as Miss Connie, (aka "Beep"), posted in John T's defense...
"Being a redneck is not a bad thing.. Being redneck is all about family, commitment, honor, morals and loyalty. I am proud I am redneck.. as John is proud he is a redneck.. Yes John is set in his ways.. but I have seen him more than once change his mind if shown a reasonable arguement." end quote...

Lastly, from John T himself,
"I don't like to do this but I feel I must respond to Grandma Rosy.
Tell the truth Rosy. You love Illegals and Radical Islamist.
You are also a COWARD you like to start things but close your page so nobody can answer and disagree with you.
You could not take the HEAT so you got out of the kitchen, kinda, you come like a "thief" in the night then "slink" back to the safety of your CLOSED BLOG." end quote...

I have many friends on my list of people here.

Much like my life, my friends and family here reflect and represent a very diverse, varied, and heterogeneous selection of life outside of Flintville.
Gee, not even all of them know how to shoot a gun. Yet they respect the fact that I know, and can! (And if they don't they'd better)!
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ANYWAY... back to my friends...

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  Obviously, with respect to my counts and #'s I have many "slurkers".
  (For the purpose of this blog, these people will not count).
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  Many of my friends do not ever comment, or even let me know they were here.
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  Some do so, sporadically, at best.
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  Others are completely faithful; leaving comments, love, and letters, in my inbox daily.

*Yes, I am guilty of ALL of the above. But this blog is not about me.

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Connie and John T. fall under that last 'faithful' place in my 360.
And in a very faithful place in my heart; as well as many others of you do.

Connie is very humorous and we share a basic love of life, no matter what it has thrown our way.
We are survivors with a sense of humor to boot.

John is also very humorous, and can be somber, sober, straightforward, and serious.
He is very "old school" that way. And I applaud him for much of that point of view.
(It is my belief that if more kids were raised old school, we, as a society, would have FAR less problems with them).

He is also very Republican, and I try not to hold that against him.
hehehe (I just had to add that)!

Note to Grandma Rosy,
Since your page, your blog, your quick comments and your mailbox are all CLOSED, you have left me no option but to respond to you here.

I think "I" don't get it...
You will have to explain this better
(And most preferably on an eight~year~old~level; as the meds I am currently on seem to have reduced my power of comprehension).

Personally, I have disagreed with John T's point of view many times, and have never felt ashamed to be on or near his page.

I am Native American.
If he was really prejudiced, do you think I would have even been allowed in?
I believe a truly prejudiced person would not have anything to do with me.

You have called John T. prejudiced. (And deathly? at that). Yikes! YOKES!!!

The dictionary defines PREJUDICE as:
"An adverse judgment or opinion formed beforehand or without knowledge or examination of the facts."

John T has generally cited references in his posts.
(I am now assuming he does this for obvious reasons).

Whereas that same dictionary cites SHAME as:
"A painful emotion caused by a strong sense of guilt, embarrassment, unworthiness, or disgrace."

(I am assuming you have chosen that word for obvious reasons as well).

Lest you misunderstand me in any way, shape, or form; I also have a very Left~Wing wonderful friend within my list of friends here.
Much like John T., she is a very joyous and happy person.

If you will take the time to read the link included in my blast, you will learn that I can embrace all differences, and that I generally practice what I preach.
Again, here is that link for you. CLICK HERE.

If you take issue with the "Redneck" definition, I shall repost that definition in my comments section below.

Should you care to read about my own humble opinions regarding illegal immigrants, please take a minute to CLICK HERE.
(I believe I can be quite straightforward too).
I also believe that one is entitled "Churlish and Unpleasant"...

And perhaps it is time for me to get off of my own little soapbox.
Methinks I need to be putting out a few more trailers of chips. We have snow now on top of all that ice in the yard.

Now, if any of you are having any problems with anyone, please let me know!
I believe that's what friends are for!

Have a wonderful Monday!

XOXO
Anne

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originally posted in my Y!360 Monday March 3, 2008 - 07:24am (CST) 196

...Carpe Fookin' 'Rodens'

...Carpe Fookin' "Rodens"

Subtitled: "Punk to The Rescue"

Good Morning All;

I thought yesterday might provide me with a solitary morning of tearing my house even further apart; as Casey had remained in town Sunday Evening, not feeling well.
She had made an appointment at the clinic to see her doctor yesterday afternoon.

And so began my day of upheaval and cleaning; washing, drying, (and throwing many small "puppies" out each time I cleared out the dryer screen).

Yes, I turned over the chairs, and removed even more little balls of fur from under them. I ripped off all of the furniture throws ~to be cleaned, or tossed- (at any rate, replaced).

But I began with the entrance, knowing that Miss Millicent will be coming back inside these next few nights.
I shook the rugs, washed them, vacuumed out there, (and collected more "puppies")...

Punk does not like the vacuum, and sits on the couch, watching out the window for her rabbits to feed. And waiting for me to finish up. I have the child gate up so that Miss Milly and her baby girl do not have access to the basement or the back entrance. Too much dog food, cat food, bird seed... (Well, you get the picture).

One of the rugs in the entrance was quite beyond help, and so I headed to the basement. This, where Sputnik, (the cat) had been playing all morning. (At one point I even heard him playing with the frisbee)? True story. Guess he doesn't like the vacuum either.

As I walk down to the basement, sure enough, there is a frisbee lying in my way.

Do I bend down and pick it up?
Nope.
I am on a mission, so I simply step over it. (I also step over a somewhat frumpled up rug at the bottom of the steps).

First thought as I get to the basement is that someone, someday, somehow, MUST clean the danged litterbox out... pew!
But not me.
Not right now anyway.
I am on a mission...

Digging through my mess in the basement, I find no acceptable rugs for the landing in the entrance. (I need one there that has a rubber backing to it, or someone is going to go @ss over teakettles and kill themselves as they fly backward off the concrete steps).

AHA!
Wait!
Yes, I did just step over one slightly frumpled rug a moment ago.

I retrace my steps to check the backing on that one.
I bend over to snatch the frumpled rug up.

And I hear a very loud scream. !

Immediately, from upstairs, I hear Miss Punk yelp, (almost like someone has stepped on her paw).

WTH???

And then I hear the fast thudding and thumping of her paws over my head as she comes racing to my rescue.

MY rescue???
(Oh wait, yes, that WAS me that screamed)!

When I had picked up the rug, underneath it was either a dead, (or very comatose) mole/mouse.
(Well, WHATEVER the heck it was did NOT belong hiding under a rug, in my house)!

As you already know, I am not afraid of these varmints, just that they have a tendency to startle the bejeezus out of me.
(And when the bejeezus left me, out had come the scream)...

To which Punk had valiantly responded.

As she got to the childs gate, (that up until the varmint scream had kept her in the front entrance), she actually hurdled the darned thing- Almost completely sailing over it, turning in mid~air, and running down the steps to the basement.

With one fell swoop she was on the beast -and carried it up the steps, away from me.

(Please keep in mind that this all happened in about 6½ seconds)...

Getting myself then to the top of the steps, I found a needle nose pliers, and removed the vile thing from my saviors jaws.

The Punkster got double treats for that one!

And yes, BOTH the rug and the creature are in the dumpster.
Garbage comes tomorrow.

Here's hoping you have a rodent free day!

XOXO
Me

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Originally posted at Yahoo! 360 Tuesday February 26, 2008 - 08:33am (CST) 234

Intaxication

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Intaxication: Euphoria at getting a tax refund, which lasts until you realize that it was your money to start with.

Snow~Shine!

Snow~Shine!

Good Morning ALL!

Yes, the sun was shining so brightly yesterday! I went out and chipped away at the stubborn ice on the concrete... Little by little it is disappearing. I plowed the yard a bit more; removing the top, loosened by the sun, layer, so that maybe more can go away today. (I have YET to find any gravel under anything that I plow up).
Casey even came out for a while and move a bunch of snow and ice from the corner of the house. I tried to dig it out with the plow, from underneath, but it wouldn't budge.

We seriously need about a week of this wonderful sunshine. Sadly though, according to the forecast this morning, it will be about a week before we see another ray...

My good intentions of hanging out the laundry on the line were also a bit thwarted by Mother Nature.

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Am glad I happened to check it out before I stripped all of the beds too!

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My clothesline MORE than a bit inaccessible...

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The Punk (being the sweetie that she is), offered to help me out...

Saying she'd dig it all out for me!

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But I don't think she was really prepared for how deep it really was!

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And she just kept going deeper!
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So then it was time to clear the yard a bit. As I was doing so, I realized that this pup was spending a very long time behind a snowbank... And would look up every now and then like she was checking on me...

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Seems to me she was hiding SOMEthing,
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And then one time, she didn't lay down quite far enough...

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Hmmm....
Definitely something in her mouth!

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I called her out of there to see what she had.

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She KNEW she was going to lose that one.
It's a Devils Claw seed pod. (I save them year to year).

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She tried to drop it and it actually got stuck on her face.
I laughed so hard!
(I think she thought I had something to do with that)!!!

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I think she was also mad at me for the rest of the day too...
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How pitiful is THAT?

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Not much other news...

I do see that other peoples "groups" have magically reappeared on their top pages...
Mine have not yet come back.
But I do see that my top page feeds have updated. KNOCK ON WOOD...

But my tags on the left of my blog do not work... Do yours?

My highlighted blogs on the right seem to be working though.

Is our beloved 360 ready then to be overhauled?
Or are they doing this new "transition" a little bit at a time?
...Like we won't notice?
Yeah, like when they made me disappear????
knocking on wood again...

I hope you are all having a wonderful Monday!

Casey called about 2 this morning- She was in some major pain.
That said, I'd better get my backside outside, and get the kennel taken care of so if she goes in early I can tag along...

Love to all!

XOXO
Anne

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Originally posted on my Yahoo! 360, Monday February 25, 2008 - 08:06am (CST) 09

Full Moon amd Freezie Temps

Entry for February 24, 2008

These will be your Christmas trees in years to come!
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Good Sun-ny-day Morning to ALL;
It is with GREAT pleasure that I tell you the sun is shining brightly already, and the mercury is even headed for over 30 degrees today!

~Say "YAY"!

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Another day of these temps and sunshine, and the roads will be much safer too!

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It has been a long week for me.
Times like these, I feel as though I have somehow lost time- At least a few days with respect to my head.
Am feeling 'nermuller' today though!

Greg and Casey braved the weather, (a record setting low for us that night), to watch the lunar eclipse...

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As it rose high in the sky...

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And as it turned into a fuzzy giant apricot !!!

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Not too much other news today...

 I shall try to capitalize on the warmer temps and maybe even get a few loads of linens washed and hung on the line to dry.
What a MOST welcomed smell as I bring them in and make the beds this afternoon!

Miss Milly will be very happy to be able to stay outside tonight!
I will be happy also, not having to listen to her try to whine her way back out...

And maybe Punk won't be sinking quite as deep in the snow as she has for the past (forever).
Or so it seems.

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Yes, I had my snowshoes on.
There is simply no other way to go for a walk right now...
if I wish to remain somewhat dry, that is,
and if I wish to walk anyplace but the yard.

Notice too that there is still another foot or so below where she is trying to stand.

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Hopefully, the next snowstorm that we had been warned about a few days back will track another route instead of dumping another foot of snow on us tomorrow evening.
We shall see...
And while I am sure that all of my friends down Milwaukee way have had enough snow too, my back thanks you all profusely for taking the brunt of this storm away from us up here.

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Love to all!
Have a great Sunday!!!

XOXO
Anne

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Originally posted to my Yahoo! 360 Sunday February 24, 2008 - 08:05am (CST)  38

Birthday

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Jul 6, '08

LLR "Loud Little Rag"

LLRR

FLINTVILLE, UNINCORPORATED

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Good Morning All;

I am "mostly" back to normal (whatever THAT is), with respect to my head.
I am still feeling so very tired and mush~brained from taking that Topamax. And I hope to heck that feeling goes away soon.
Half the time I don't even go from one rational thought to another.

Hey, Wanna ride bikes?
See?
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OK.
So it's not that bad, but heck, it sure seems that way...

Casey did bring me in for a shot on Tuesday. To the Oneida clinic to save a few dollars.
I do not have a standing order there, but thought I would try anyway. I have gone in there twice in the past two years for a shot. At least it is free there.
I had gotten in right away, an appointment with a physicians assistant (This, because my own doctor was off until Thursday).
The kindly nurse that checked me in got me into a dark and quiet room right away, took my blood pressure, and before she left, turned the lights off for me. Casey was also in the room with me...

The little lady PA came in; (with a loud mouth and an attitude to boot).
She asked me when my migraine had begun.
Pulling away from her loud voice I told her it had begun the day before at the eye doctor appointment I'd had.
She asked, "And so WHY didn't we hear from you then?"

Thinking perhaps she would take her cue from me and lower her tone, I quietly replied, "Because I never call right away. Sometimes they go away."

Thumbing through my chart, this Loud Little Rag asks me what I had taken for it.

**I told her I had taken hydrocodone when it had started because I had nothing else along with me when I was at the eye doctor. No relief there.

**I had taken the Maxalt when I got home. No relief. (And please recall from my other blog that I should not be taking the Maxalt along with the Paxil because of the possibility of dangerously high blood pressure~ I did NOT take the Paroxetine (Paxil) that night then)...

**I had tried the Ascomp. Little relief, but not lasting more than an hour.

The Loud Little Rag asks loudly have I ever seen a neurologist?
Yes.
When?
I tell her it was 4 years ago.
Who?
I think, and honestly cannot remember the lady doctors name.
I tell LLR that I cannot remember.
She demands to know why.
And I tell her that because when I had left that office on Riverside Drive, I had a voice mail waiting for me. My sister had just been diagnosed with a Grade Three, Stage IIIc Breast Cancer, and if she thought that one doctors name would be more important than that voice message then she was dead wrong.

She asked a few more questions. (Mostly Casey answered).
I told her quietly that she was being very, very, loud.
Sarcastically she replies, "Well, I am very, very, sorry."

Does she lower her voice?
Not one bit.

She then asked me about my panic attacks, proclaiming that she 'noticed' that I had these headaches after a panic episode...
Note that she has had her nose in my chart for all of about 4 minutes!
(Damn. She's good)!
Sorry. I refuse to speak with ANYone about my anxiety attacks, save for my own doctor...
(This pisses her off).
Oh well.
But, at any rate, my migraines do NOT follow, precede, or accompany my anxiety attacks.

These are two separate and distinct matters.
Twit.
(No. I did not say any of these nasty things out loud, though both Casey and myself grew hard pressed not to).

Pissed, she then asked me how often I went to the ER for my migraines.
I told her I never go there because I have no insurance.

At that point I have been up since midnight, fighting off this incredible nausea, wearing my little sunnies in my dark house.
I cannot go back to sleep because my brain even hurts with each breath I take, let alone try to sleep while there is WWIII going on inside my skull.
My guts are also joining in on the action because I had taken the Maxalt and guts do NOT like Maxalt. (Suffice it to say that with Maxalt, one needs absolutely NO fiber in their diet).

And this woman thinks she can make my day worse?

Sadly, yes she can.
And she did.

She left the room.
Returning with... a Maxalt!
WHAT???
I looked at her, (best I could with the xray light on), and told her no.

She was even more furious by then.

And I quietly throw out my last card...
"You ARE aware that Maxalt is contraindicated in persons taking Paroxetine, aren't you?"
She looked at me, madder than hell, and said, "I will tell Dr. Flood that you are refusing treatment."

Do what you have to do.

Yes, the story goes on some. And I am ever so thankful that Casey was there to answer questions when I didn't even want to hear that ladys voice any more. Didn't want to answer, and just wanted to die...

Suffice it to say that I was then offered some toradol.
The good doctor Flood that was there stated to Casey (after she'd hunted him down), that he "refuses to allow his patients to dictate their own course of treatment".

She showed him pointing out IN MY CHART, exactly HOW I had been treated both of those other times.
He dismissed her quite as one would a pest of a child.
Not even offering to treat my nausea.

Uh~Oh
By that time, Casey is more royally pissed than I am...

But I did end up leaving there, and within minutes being treated at the other place where I usually go. (No stupid, prying, or loud, and incessant questions asked either).
I believe that the simple act of human kindness that they show me there actually brought me close to tears.

Within minutes my nausea was brought under control, replaced by an annoying bit of heartburn.
The head takes a while longer to 'heal' and to stop hurting, but at the very least it was relieved much by the hypo.

In the meantime, Casey had scheduled me an appointment to go speak with my regular physician yesterday morning and to clue him in on how I was treated.
I managed to keep that appointment too.
Amazingly, he told me who to write to.

Now I have only one question...
What would YOU say to them?
Please let me know. I thank you in advance...

XOXO
Anne

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Originally posted at Yahoo! 360 Friday February 22, 2008 - 07:49am (CST)

"St00pid" IS 'Phunny'! ...er, Ain't It?

 

Hi ALL;
Late today, and am cheating by using an email that I have seen before (and laughed at too)!

These are reportedly real absentee excuses sent to the schools and apparently written by the parents.

I am unsure if there are a few screws loose, or if there is an obvious problem with alcohol, drugs, (or DNA).

Hmmm. I am also thinking that somebodys kids really are getting left behind...

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My son is under a doctor's care and should not take PE today.
Please execute him.

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Please exkuce lisa for being absent she was sick and i had her shot.

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Dear school: please ecsc's john being absent on jan. 28, 29, 30, 31, 32 and also 33.

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Please excuse gloria from jim today. She is administrating.

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Please excuse roland from p.e. for a few days. Yesterday he fell out of a tree and misplaced his hip.

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John has been absent because he had two teeth taken out of his face.

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Carlos was absent yesterday because he was playing football. He was hurt in the growing part.

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Megan could not come to school today because she has been bothered by very close veins.

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Chris will not be in school cus he has an acre in his side.

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Please excuse ray friday from school. He has very loose vowels.

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Pleaseexcuse Lesli from being absent yesterday. She had diahre dyrea direathe the shits.

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Please excuse tommy for being absent yesterday. He had diarrhea, and his boots leak.

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Irving was absent yesterday because he missed his bust.

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Please excuse jimmy for being. It was his father's fault.

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I kept Billie home because she had to go Christmas shopping because i don't know what size she wear.

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Please excuse jennifer for missing school yesterday. We forgot to get the sunday paper off the porch, and when we found it monday. We thought it was sunday.

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Sally won't be in school a week from friday. We have to attend her funeral.

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My daughter was absent yesterday because she was tired. She spent a weekend with the marines.

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Please excuse Jason for being absent yesterday. He had a cold and could not breed well.

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Please excuse mary for being absent yesterday. She was in bed with gramps.

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Gloria was absent yesterday as she was having a gangover.

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Please excuse brenda. She has been sick and under the doctor.

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Maryann was absent december 11-16, because she had a fever, sorethroat, headache and upset stomach. Her sister was also sick, fever an sore throat, her brother had a low grade fever and ached all over. I wasn't the best either, sore throat and fever. There must be something going around, her father even got hot last night.

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Say it isn't so...   

Love to all.

XOXO
Anne

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Originally posted on my Yahoo 360, Thursday February 21, 2008 - 01:21pm (CST)

Churlish and Unpleasant...

Churlish and Unpleasant...

The title describes me today...

(You HAVE been warned).

Good Morning All;
As you well know, I rarely get political. I neither consider myself Republican nor Democrat. (Does that mean I am not a "party person")?!? hehehe

But I do have a few words to say today since it is Wisconsins Primary.

#1.
I would re-elect Bill Clinton 100 times before I would ever vote for Hilary. Something about that broad just rubs this broad the wrong way...

(Special NOTE to readers: There is no Number TWO).

I believe that the BEST candidate for the job will be the one that will:

~Make (and keep) our borders safe. Land, sea, and air.
(Bring the troops home in a timely fashion and have them protect US).
Let other countries kill themselves. May the best one win.
(Redneck? You betcha)!

~Feed and treat our own children before sending ANY of our homegrown food or medications overseas.
(Hello WASHINGTON, our American children are starving and sick, what the hell are you doing in Africa)?

~Ensure that ALL medical care goes ONLY to AMERICAN CITIZENS, and that others (including legal, but alien, college students) pay their own way as our forefathers did.
(Are you still in Africa for cryin' out loud)?

~Ensure that any/all ILLEGALS BE SENT BACK.
(Buses and boats, baby; nothing cushy)...

~Any alien committing a felony gets sent back immediately.
No trial. No questions asked. Immediate deportation.
(Behave or be gone).

~Ensure that FEMA helps, but does NOT give permanent free rides to anyone for any reason.
(Nuff said).

~Screw all imports.
(We don't need them. See above. Put those people to work).

~Pay our educators exactly what they are worth. And make them prove their value first.
(Sorry GW, there are WAY too many children left behind already)...

~Did I forget to mention with a deep sense of GREEN?

If anyone knows who fills this bill, kindly let me know.
You have a couple of hours while I go out and plow the damned snow. (Or "nosw")...

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So yes, "HAVE IT YOUR WAY."
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Just get out there and VOTE!

Exercise your right to vote,
your civil duty;
OR,
Forfeit your right to whine about it...

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It is currently 1 teeny tiny little degree below zero.
I am not sure about the windchill; nor do I want to know.
My snowbanks are so HUGE already... Don't know where it will all go if we don't get a few melting days soon.

Hmm...
Yes, I went to the eye doctor yesterday.
I didn't get good news... but I didn't necessarily get really 'bad' news either.
I did however, get a biotch of a migraine...
I will fill you all in later on all of that.

I'd better get my butt in gear.
First, the dishes... To warm me up good before I go outside.

Have a great day!

Love to all

XOXO
Anne

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Originally posted on my Yahoo 360 Tuesday February 19, 2008 - 06:57am (CST)

SnowStorm Isabella

Snowstorm Isabella

Taken just as the snow began...
Looking toward the southwest.
I love this shot!

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Good Morning Everyone;

 

First of all, please keep Prattville, Alabama in your prayers... CLICK HERE
My son in law, his wife Lori and my grandson Lawrence live there...

And what a LONG day yesterday was for us.
I awoke shortly after 3. Casey came down about 4- Pain in her back, and a flare~up of her pancreas too. (More than a bit uncomfortable). Still, on a positive note, the holistic meds that Greg has found for her have shown a decent improvement in her chronic pancreatitis.
On Saturday evening, Greg had gone down to Sheboygan for his L.A.R.P. (Live Action Role Playing). Since the storm had not yet begun, he decided to come here when he was done with that. Casey and I were asleep and he played on the computer for quite a while until Casey woke. They talked for a long time.

About 4:45AM I heard the first "sneet" hitting the window in the living room.
("Sneet = snow + sleet).
Needing to go to Suamico for gas for my little snowplow, (and knowing what Mother Nature had in store for us), I decided to get ready to go. I also decided that since the roads would not get better for a long time that Greg might want to get back to Green Bay while he still could since he has to work this morning...
Casey chose to go with him, leaving her car here. (Safer that way).

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By 8:00 WBAY-TV reported that there was an inch of sleet on the roads.
This, on Caseys car, just after the snow began...

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I had "led" the way to Suamico shortly after 5AM.
Gregs car already with a layer of ice on it...
*****And Folks, ...if it's on your car, it's on the roads.

I kept the passenger side tires on the shoulder of the road. The snow and the gravel there providing much more traction than any part of the road could at that point. Punk, (in the passenger seat), would keep looking over at me. Perhaps because I was going so~o~o~o slow, or maybe because the shoulder of the road made for some very strange noise on the tires...

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Knowing that my friend Kelli is never prepared for these little storms, I picked her up a pack of smokes while I was at the gas station; and dropped them in her mailbox on the way home. (She is much like me, and there is always a light on in the house). Still, I thought I saw movement within when I was at their mailbox.
Taking a chance, I pulled in their driveway.
Telling Punk to stay, I opened the door ~and immediately heard "Hello?"
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She WAS up! (And on her way out to feed the horses)!

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Breezy and May-
Completely oblivious to the sleet,
patiently waiting for their breakfast

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Mays mane almost looks like dreadlocks!

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Kelli needed a few things from Suamico as well. By this time her car had a ton of ice on it. Mine was warm and cleared off. So back to Suamico we went in my car. Another slow trek...

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But we were both home safe and sound by about 7:30...

Caseys car had changed a bit too.

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And I did what any other snow worn Wisconsinite would do.
I tore my house apart.
But please do not misunderstand. I wore myself out tearing it apart. It still needs to be put back together!
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I did a few dishes. Took out the garbage and the recycles. Did a bit of dusting. And took a nap after I'd watched the snow obscure any view of anything outdoors.

When I awoke, everything had been magically transformed once again...

Even Caseys car...

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Yes, it really IS under there!

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Still laughing...

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Anyone for a picnic?
Or a little Joe Pye Weed?

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My driveway is gone!

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The little birdhouse has an added layer of insulation!

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An added layer where I really didn't need it either...

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Nor where Milly wanted it.

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With a few cusswords for Old Man Winter, I picked up the shovel, (already with snow having relocated itself into my boots), and cleared out the front door...

And decided it was time to call the truck. I thank God once more for Jim!
He was here within the hour, and it took him about that long to clear the yard too. I dug myself into Caseys igloo car and got it running (with both defrosters going full blast).
I cleared her car off with a broom. (No way her little car sweeper would do this job)!
Then I started my own little plow while Jim was tackling the second driveway. I tried to clear most of the snow from around her car. Happy I have those chains on to deal with the darned ice under the nosw. Jim ended up having to pull the mother lode of snow away from her car, and I shoeveled the rest out from around the tires. Her car had been running for about 20 minutes at this point.
I still had to move the car with the door open so I could see, so thick was that ice...
But at least with the car moved, Jim could clear that part of the yard too.
He then widened the two driveways, cleared access tio the mailbox and was gone. I spent the next few hours trying to tidy up the yard. It also took me the better part of half an hour to get the ice off Caseys windows... But at least (for now), it is clean enough...

Almost every school in NE Wisconsin is closed. AND, they were closed already last night. Better that way so that parents can make arrangements for the kids...
They say the roads are still quite bad. I have an eye doctor appointment at one. Will have to leave early once again...

Last but not least, I want to thank those of you who worried right along with me and offered prayers for my family in Prattville last night...

Now just one question for you all...

Is it blasphemous or sacreligious for me to have laughed hysterically when I saw this?

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Those of you who recall, know my BVM is about 20" tall,
and she generally looks like this...

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EVEN IN WINTER!!!!

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Have a safe and warm day!

Love to all!

XOXO
Anne

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Originally posted on my Yahoo 360 Monday February 18, 2008 - 09:40am (CST)