J & C's of Late

Jeers....once again to me for not posting more often. Note to self: Here's a New Years Resolution you could try.

Cheers to my friend Holly Hecker...Holly Checker for being my friend, my co-worker, my champion since I met her in September of 1986 (I believe) She was my sounding board, my personal voice of reason. We were both born on the 5th of the month so I found that a sign that we were to be buddies. I will always remember the fact that she had such faith in me...in my ability to write well.

Jeers to the passing of my friend Holly. May she be at peace.

Jeers and Cheers for August 27th, 2017

Jeers to me for letting this blog slide. Something just keeps me busy. I sometimes I find things to do so I don't have to write. Yeah, I'm a writer alright. It's embarrassing.

Cheers to the weather in OK. I am so loving the clouds and the cooler (for August in OK) temps.

Jeers to the weather in TX. I can't even imagine what it's like to have to go to your roof so you can get rescued. I try to imagine that much water around my house and it just doesn't seem possible. I'm happy that our house is kind of on an incline so the water on all sides stays away. It's really the perfect house.

Cheers to our house in Buffalo, NY getting sold. We are no longer homeowners in Buffalo and there is no way we would move there. I mean, if we had to move back, we'd have to live in that house...it would be silly to not. But now it's all moot as it's no longer ours.

Jeers to feeling so bad about not having kids. I see my friends on FB talking about their kids moving out and how hard it is to see them go and I want to say "Sounds like a nice problem to have." But, of course, I don't' say that. I cringe every time I hear or read about how special a woman feels while carrying her child..." it's like a feeling you have to experience to know how special it is." Aw...extra jeers to me for wanting to throw up.

Jeers Mostly...Sorry

Jeers to my cousin who truly believes being gay is abnormal behavior. He says he doesn't care what people do with their personal life as long as it doesn't hurt people. You know, like when gays try to turn straight people gay or when they pass on an STD. He insists he loves the sinner but hates the sin. The irony is...his son is gay. I see a lot of psychotherapy in the son's future. 

Jeers to 45 for not just quietly firing the head of the FBI. No, he called him a Show Boat...like who's calling the kettle black?

Cheers to the OWFI writing contest for 2017 as I took an Honorable Mention in the Memoir category. Yes, I can write.

Cheers to clouds that keep the friggin sun at bay. Hate being so photophobic. Love those cloudy days. 

J & C of Late

Cheers on 45's poll numbers...finally seeing some hope. I hate to wish someone to fail and I wouldn't if he just went away. He can be successful until the cows come home back at Trump Tower. 

Jeers for my spirit being so dimmed by the likes of 45.

Jeers to lawmakers who are okay with our water having lead in it and allowing ISPs sell our Net info. What's the point?  Why are they okay with that? What's in it for them? 

Jeers to people who say one thing...publically, and when the issue is their problem they walk back what they said. Gawd...I hate people.

Jeers to me for allowing myself to hate. Sad.

C & Js for March 10th

Cheers to my cousin Kristine for being such a good penpal. She is constantly feeding my snail mail box.

Cheers to snail mail...good snail mail...not bills.

Jeers to 45 for apparently accepting the inferior health plan Ryan is toting.

Jeers to Ryan for wanting to replace Obamacare for the sake of replacing Obamacare and not with something better. 

Jeers to Repub senators constantly saying that Obamacare "is a disaster." Okay...your fellow senator already said that...move on.

Cheers to good things in this world...babies and puppies and little jumpy goats, flowers, and trees that don't make you sneeze; to warm breezes and sunshine. 

J&C for March 1st

Jeers to me for not writing sooner.

Jeers to 45 for claiming immigration enforcement makes us safer. It says up crime. See http://www.nbcnews.com/card/fact-check-trump-claims-immigration-enforcement-makes-us-safer-does-n727216

Cheers to 45 for doing some draining of the swamp.

Jeers to 45 for taking credit for saving us money on fighter jets...he really did not. 

Cheers to 45 for staying on track in his first speech to congress and actually sounding like a President. Finally.

Jeers to 45 for allowing the pipelines to flow despite so much evidence that pollution will happen. It's "if" it's "when."  Not to mention (okay I will) that the jobs created are minimal. 

Jeers to 45 for blaming foreigners for being terrorists. Not true.

C & J's for February 13th

Cheers to my friend Pat who has kidney surgery today. She's going to rock this! Mostly because it's a rock the surgeon is removing from her kidney.

Cheers to my friends who have no idea how awful life could have been if they were not born into a white middle-class loving family. I cheer you for having had that privilege.

Jeers to my friends who don't understand how life would have been for them if they were born and raised in a life where you didn't know where your next meal was, where you are feared by people because of the color of your skin. 

Jeers to people who post day after day after day a meme or story about their illness. You may think you're informing people about something but they get it after the first month: you have an illness; it hurts; life sucks. Stop please!  Get a blog and belly ache to no one because no one ever reads your words but that's okay. It's emotionally freeing.