Happy
July 20th to Everyone!
Okay,
let’s see….
For
the minutiae of last week:
Last
weekend Rosie got her hair layered and highlighted. It’s very sophisticated and of course
beautiful. She looks like a little beach
baby! And I was glad she and Mommy got
to spend some significant time together girl bonding. It had been awhile and I think they both
needed it.
Cait
and Joe went to his dad and Lauri’s for dinner last Saturday night and got back
after eleven. That’s as late as I’ve
been up in months! It’s funny how things
come around. I used to stay up until two
and three writing. Now I get up at three
thirty or four to write. I used to do
that when my kids were young so I would have a couple hours of silence every
day to string my thoughts together and now I’m repeating history with my
grandchildren.
I
read that Cory Monteith from “Glee” died from a heroin overdose and really
can’t help feeling pissed off. My
daughter-in-law with Cystic Fibrosis, no matter how healthy she lives, how hard
she tries, still has a life of difficulty that may very well be abbreviated
anyway. She’s my best friend and a cloud
over her. I’m supposed to give a rat’s
ass about a rich, spoiled moron who threw his charmed life away with both
hands? Bullshit. I feel for his family
and friends who are hurting from the loss, but him? Nah. Sorry.
I
was a hero on Monday. I made strawberry
ice-cream sandwiches on whole grain waffles for lunch for ROJO. Hey, ya gotta treat ‘em every now and then. I AM their grandmother, after all,
right?
And
on that same train of thought, I left them taste my coffee this morning
(DECAF!!!!!). I make mine really creamy
and sweet with Hazelnut Coffeemate.
Rosie said it “tastes weird.”
Joey loved it!
Rosie
loves Blackjack. She got the hang of it
really quick. We’ve been playing a lot
this summer. Too bad neither of us has
any money to bet.
Cait
was out in the back yard the other day in heat wave weather to finish the
e-fence before vacation, bless her heart.
It has to be working properly before everybody leaves on vacation. I can’t bend to leash dogs and wrestle with
them at the door. Just not in my
capabilities. I’ve been really stressed
about that. I can handle them okay
otherwise, I think.
I
saw this hysterical post on Facebook:
“When
you see me in heaven don’t shit yourselves you judgmental pricks!”
Swear
to God I almost peed my pants.
OMG! Joe just played this for me:
I
almost wet my pants laughing so hard!
Seriously hilarious.
Okay, all over Facebook, people are
badmouthing Rolling Stone Magazine for their cover of the Boston Bomber. Naturally, being the opinionated bitch that I
am, I have a viewpoint which is:
You
want to tell me why people are threatening to boycott this magazine because
they did an article about an average kid falling in with radical Islam and
turning into a monster? It’s not like
the article celebrates his action. Why
is it all right for Time Magazine to show Hitler, Jim Jones, and other horrors
of humanity on their covers, slating them as persons of the year (meaning the
most newsworthy) and Rolling Stone includes a serious story about a monster and
they are condemned? Why is this
considered a ‘rock star’ cover? The
cover blurb calls him “The Bomber” and describes him as a monster. How is that making him out to be a rock star? Perhaps the people protesting are
illiterate.
That
was my Facebook comment when I posted the article from MSN’s trending
stories.
I
also posted this comment: I will say it
again: I fail to understand how a cover,
indicating a story about how a relatively decent kid falls into Islam and turns
into a monster is sympathetic to The Bomber?
I haven’t read the article, but I have read at least the cover title,
and the picture is self taken by the bomber.
It’s not like they went into prison and conducted a glamor shots photo
shoot. And the article examines how this
kid went down the tubes. Am I to believe
that Time, Newsweek, US News, and every newspaper in America never ran a
picture of this criminal? Rolling Stone
was the only magazine in the country that ran a picture of Tsarnaev?
Then
I posted:
and
said:
Time
Magazine often chose controversial (Hitler, Stalin, Khomeini) “Person of the
Year” people. Not to glorify them, but
to illustrate that they made a mark on history.
I don’t see the difference her.
There are a lot of people, young people, turning to violence and
extremist ways and I actually commend Rolling Stone, as well as other media,
for examining why.
I
think it’s dangerous to take things at face value without taking a closer
look. While gut reactions may often be
the most accurate, not always. Maybe
Trayvon Martin would be alive if Zimmerman hadn’t jumped to conclusions and
gone with his gut reaction. Because
sometimes there’s a whole world of story below the surface.
So that’s how I feel about THAT!
Okay. I think I’m done.
Except
perhaps to leave you with this sentiment I came across:
The
difference between genius and stupidity is that genius has its limits.
And
on that note I will depart for this week.
Mmmmmmmbeseeinya!
Ter
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