Sunday Mutterings

Oh my poor neglected blog! I just don't seem to have time for you. But I always have time for a little mindless muttering.

1. Destined :: for failure?
2. FAIL :: to live
3. Camping :: I like it
4. Only you :: Would say something like that
5. Incessant :: talking
6. Tomorrow :: is another day
7. Impressive :: array
8. Riches :: Wish I had some monetary ones, although I have many others
9. Dislike :: too many to list
10. Speaker :: of the House?

My holiday brain is boring I see. Maybe I need to write an interesting blog post to get my brain back in gear.

Want to see if your brain is engaged? Try muttering!

Merry Christmas Everyone

And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled and puzzled 'till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store? What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more?

~ Dr. Seuss~

Christmas 1973

In 1973 I was 5 years old. We lived in New York City, in an apartment in a neighborhood on the far upper west side of Manhattan. I did a google search of where I used to live.....wow that was weird. I lived at 119 Payson Ave., Ny, Ny. The building looks exactly the same as I remember it. You can also do a pan of the street, and across the street from our apartment was a park.......it looks exactly the same. I was 8 when we moved, I can't believe everything looks the same as it did 32 years ago. What a jog down memory lane.

Now that I am done being sidetracked, let me regale you with what Christmas was like at the Cox's apartment in the early seventies.

My parents, even though they were parents, still liked to party. And for some reason, most of their friends didn't have kids. So most Christmas's were geared toward the adults than the kids. Oh we still had fun, but probably not the same kind of fun as most kids.

In 1973 I was 5, my brother was 9 and my sister was 10. I am pretty sure they didn't believe in Santa anymore, but they went along with it for my sake.

So the evening of Christmas Eve would start with family and friends coming to our house. I remember my grandmother and Harry (her live in boyfriend, only grandfather on my moms side that I really remember) would be there. Also my Aunt Marge and Uncle Ron (friends of my parents, not real aunt and uncles because both my parents were only children). I'm sure my dad's parents were there, they lived in the apartment building right next door to us, but they weren't as social as the rest, so it's a vague memory. I remember the loud people, the partiers the most.

So we would have an apartment full of people. And our apartment wasn't that big, so as a five year old it may have seemed like more than were actually there. But between my own family of five two sets of grandparents and Aunt Marge and Uncle Ron, that was plenty.

Since my mom and dad were partying, the last thing they wanted to do was get up at the crack of dawn to open presents. So the kids went to bed around 9 or 10 while the adults kept the celebration going. Before going to bed we would leave Santa a shot of whiskey, yes whiskey, it's cold flying around the world all night. If you aren't Irish, you might not understand. And then we'd be off to bed. After my parents knew we were good and asleep, they would bring out our gifts. Sometimes starting to put things together just then as well. When they had everything out and put together (and I heard in later years that the "putting together" part often took a whole lot longer than my dad thought it would) my parents would come and wake us up yelling "Santa's been here, come open your presents." Now this was usually around midnight or later depending on how much trouble toy assembly had been.

I remember this year particularly because I heard Santa's sleigh and that is what woke me up. It's kind of hard to explain, but the way our apartment was configured, the kitchen window was just an angle away from the bedroom I shared with my sister. Not right next to our window, but just across the way at an angle (clear as mud I'm sure). We used to string a clothes line from our bedroom to the kitchen to hang clothes to dry. Anyway, that year I was awoken to the sound of Santa's sleigh bells outside my window. I was told years later that it was my grandmother (moms mom) and she had hung herself out the kitchen window ringing bells so I would hear the bells outside of mine. (We lived on the second floor). It's a happy memory that I am glad I have.

So anyway, while we were happy Santa had been there, WE WERE TIRED! We had just fallen asleep. The adults were mostly happily inebriated at this point, so they were all quite jolly. We would open our presents, entertaining the adults, get a few minutes to play with a few things, then back to bed with you, playtime tomorrow.

Does anyone else think this is bizarre? It was the norm for us, at least for a few more years. During the summer of 1975, a mean girl I knew told me that that Santa was lie. I asked my mom and she confirmed it. I think she was happy about it because we no longer had to play the going to bed charade. We just started opening our presents before we went to bed on Christmas Eve.

We continued to have Open Houses on Christmas Eve. In 1976 we moved to Illinois. That year we had our first Christmas in a new house, in a new state. Grandparents flew in to be with us. As we all made new friends, more and more people got to experience a Cox Christmas Eve. Some of my friends still talk about coming to our house Christmas Eve. The food and booze were always flowing. My parents were perfect hosts. It really is one of the highlights of my childhood memories. A lot of things were not good about my childhood, but almost every Christmas was. I miss that my children will never experience what we had when all of my family could be together. We weren't the perfect family by any means, but there were times when we did have a lot of fun.

When Time who steals our years away

Shall steal our pleasures too,

The mem’ry of the past will stay,

And half our joys renew.

~Thomas Moore~

Thankfulness Thursday

It's been a while since I've posted a thankfulness Thursday.

Right now I am extremely thankful for a home and heat. It's been snowy and cold lately and I am so thankful for my cozy home and it's working heater. I am also thankful that I have a nice warm hubby who I can snuggle up with at night : )

I am thankful that this is the Christmas season, and that it seems to bring out the best in most people. Spirits seem generally high when I'm out and about, and that's a good thing.

I am thankful God sent his son, to be born of Mary, and that even though it might not be his actual birthday that we celebrate, that we get to put aside a day and remember what's been done for us.

May the spirit of Christmas bring you peace,

The gladness of Christmas give you hope,

The warmth of Christmas grant you love.

~Author Unknown~

Wednesday Muttering

With yahoo being so screwy, I never got my muttering list this week. I just remembered to look it up. So here goes, a midweek muttering:

1. Love affair :: I've had one (I'm still in it : )
2. Bubble :: Sometimes my head is in one
3. Pimple :: never had too many
4. Knocks :: life is full of hard knocks
5. Persistent :: I am pretty persistent (I like to get my way)
6. Infected :: I don't want to be infected with anything!
7. Yay! :: Yay should be spelled Yea. (check spellcheck, I'm right: )
8. Repaint :: my house
9. Daily :: vitamin
10. Quickly! :: I don't move very quickly : )

I'm boring this week. Or should I blame the words? It's always good to pass the blame, don't ya think? LOL Want to see if you mutter boringly?

Which Christmas Character Are You?

Seems I am old lady like : )

Which Christmas Character Are You? Mrs. Claus That's right — your unwavering support, hospitality, and comforting touch have landed you the important role of Mrs. Claus. You know how to take good cheer and deliver it wherever you go, spreading warmth even on the coldest winter days.

Want to know what character you are?

Seasonal Funnies

A Baby Changes Everything

I watched a Faith Hill Christmas Special on PBS Thanksgiving night. She sang a song that I had never heard before, it's a Christmas song, and I just loved it. Here's the lyrics, and if you have your sound up, it's the song playing right now on my blog. If it's not playing, scroll ALL the way to the bottom of the blog, look for the red Playlist and it's the first song. Worth a listen, at least IMHO.

A Baby Changes Everything

Teenage girl,

much too young

Unprepared for what’s to come

A baby changes everything

Not a ring

On her hand

All her dreams all her plans

A baby changes everything

A baby changes everything

The man she loves

she’s never touched

How will she keep his trust

A baby changes everything

A baby changes everything

And she cries ouuh she cries

Ouuuaah

She has to leave

go far away

Heaven knows she can’t stay

A baby changes everything

She can feel

it’s coming soon

There’s no place, there’s no room

A baby changes everything

A baby changes everything

And she cries ………….And she cries …..Ouuh she cries ….

Shepherds all (Shepherds all)

gather ’round (they gather ’round)

Up above the star shines down

A baby changes everything

Choir of angels say

Glory to the newborn king

A baby changes everything

A baby changes everything

Everything, everything, everything

Hallelujah (Hallelujah)

Hallelujah (Hallelujah)

Hallelujah (Hallelujah)

Hallelujah (Hallelujah)

My whole life is turned around

I was lost and now I’m found

A baby changes everything

A baby changes everything

Tuesday Mutterings

Well, with the holidays officially upon us, my blog has been neglected. Hopefully I'll be able to post occasionally this next month.

I am days behind on my muttering, let's see what Tuesday brings to mind:

1. Sleepy :: Me, always
2. Thanksgiving :: is over
3. Fifteen :: there's still time for you, time to buy and time to lose, fifteen, there's never a wish better than this, when you've only got a hundred years to live (Five for Fighting, 100 years, one of my all time favorite songs)
4. Authority :: you must respect my authoritah! (Cartman, South Park)
5. Bangs :: I like them
6. Curled :: My hair looks better straight
7. Young man :: there's no need to feel down, I said Young man, (YMCA)
8. Surprised :: Nothing surprises me much anymore
9. Mistake :: I have made many
10. Handle it :: that's all we can do

There's my Tuesday morning mutterings. My brain seems to remember songs and tv shows more than anything else. I am a product of my childhood!

Want to see what your brain remembers? Try unconscious muttering.

Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!

Sunday Morning Mutterings

I'm a little tired and not in that great of a mood......let's see what my unconscious has to say:

1. Spit it out :: tell me already
2. Shadow :: land
3. Database :: computer
4. Expression :: of fear
5. Boss :: who's the
6. Baby :: I love babies
7. Mystic :: as we sailed, into the mystic (Van Morrison song)
8. Kate :: what my DD doesn't want to be called
9. Boobies :: what fed my children
10. Raid :: panty

Only one song today. The rest seems pretty boring, except for panty raid, what was I thinking there?

Want to see what your unconscious is thinking?

Crazy Old Cat Lady

In keeping with my last posts cat theme, I thought I would let you know that some people think I will be a crazy old cat lady in 30 years. So this picture I found on icanhascheezburger, is quite fitting : )

So do you think they ate her? LOL

Awww, isn't she cute?

Here's one of my four cats, being goofier than normal. Jersey, a muted calico (which is her color) Selkirk Rex, (which is her breed) decided today that hanging out in my DH's bathroom sink would be a good idea.

My eldest decided to take a bunch of pictures of her, like we don't have enough cat pictures!

She went the artsy route (black & white) with this one:

And below, looking very regal:

As I said on Thankfulness Thursday, "I just love kitties!"

Here are some cat quotes for your enjoyment:

"There is, incidentally, no way of talking about cats that enables one to come off as a sane person." ~Dan Greenberg~

"It's really the cat's house - we just pay the mortgage." ~Author Unknown~

"Some people have cats and go on to lead normal lives." ~Author Unknown~

"If there were to be a universal sound depicting peace, I would surely vote for the purr." ~Barbara L. Diamond

Tipsy Muttering

Almost a day late (and always a dollar short) with my muttering. I've also had a few glasses of wine. Let's see what my boozy unconscious comes up with tonight ; )

1. Please stop :: Annoying me
2. Move over :: or I'll move you over
3. Sweet as :: honey
4. Bet :: You better bet your life, or it'll cut you, cut you like a knife (The Who)
5. Mad about :: you (not the show, the Belinda Carlisle song)
6. It’s over :: so get over it
7. Intend to :: I intend to do a lot of things, (I may not do them but the intent is there)
8. Blame :: it on the rain (Milli Vanilli?)
9. Jefferson :: Well we're movin' on up, to the east side, to a deluxe apartment, in the sky
10. Heartless :: people who are cruel to animals

Well, seems my singing brain is back.

Want to mutter sober or intoxicated?

It's Thankfulness Thursday

Everyday I really have so much to be thankful for, and while I try to think of those things daily, I'm only going to bore you with my list weekly : )

1. - My health. I had a scare earlier this week, really worked myself into a tizzy imagining what could be wrong with me. Seems it's just another sign of my aging body. I am thankful for this body, that can still get up out of bed in the morning, see my husband off to work, care for my home and kids. Thankful I have eyes to see and ears to hear and arms to hold and love with.

2. - I am thankful for the seasons. It was a bit warmer today than it has been the last few days, so I was able to get outside and rake some leaves (thankful for my body again). I like fall, everything is dying off, going into hibernation. It's a time to contemplate, the days are shorter, the leaves crinkle and fires burn in people's chimneys. I love the smell and sounds of fall.

3. - I am thankful for my cats. For all cats really. I just really love this animal. I have 4, 5 if you count the stray I feed, and they are each unique and bring different joys to my day. I am also thankful for the wildlife I see in my yard. I love to watch the birds and squirrels in my yard. Watch them scurry around and bury their nuts, see the birds swoop down and peck at the seed. All the animals are preparing for winter and it's such fun to watch them busily go about their day.

4. - I am thankful for my husband and children. My husband who carries so much stress, worrying about our family, and often doesn't show it. My children, who act like children most of the time, but I love them anyway : )

5. - For my country. I may not be happy with the state of affairs at the moment, but I am thankful to be an American. I am thankful to have been born in America and still believe this is the greatest country in the world.

"The sun was shining in my eyes, and I could barely see

To do the necessary task that was allotted me.

Resentment of the vivid glow, I started to complain

--When all at once upon the air

I heard the blind man's cane."

~ Earl Musselman ~

Who Should Be Allowed to Vote?

I realize this is a little late, but the election is still on my mind. I've been thinking about those who voted. I wonder how many were truly informed voters. I found a little quiz to see how informed I was. Seems I was pretty informed. I don't feel as confident about the rest of the US, considering the outcome. You Should Be Allowed to Vote

You got 14/15 questions correct. Generally speaking, you're very well informed. If you vote this election, you'll know exactly who (and what) you'll be voting for. You're likely to have strong opinions, and you have the facts to back them up.

Should You Be Allowed to Vote?

Sunday Morning Mutterings

Another way too early Sunday for me! Let's see what my subconscious is thinking today:

1. Coverage :: Broad
2. Cynical :: I am
3. Gust :: of wind
4. Improvised :: off the cuff
5. V :: is for Vendetta
6. Guests :: Be our guests (oh no, I may break into song again : )
7. Brutal :: Violent
8. Grant :: Government
9. Pull :: push
10. Streaming :: Live

I see my subconscious is quite boring today. Maybe I should go back to bed : )

Care to mutter?

This is so Funny!

Thankfulness Thursday

My mood has been poor since Tuesday, so I thought maybe trying to see the positive things in my life would lift my spirit. Stephanie posted a few things she was thankful for yesterday, so I thought I would turn my Thursday's into "Thankfulness Thursday". Each Thursday I will try to take a few minutes and remember the truly important things in life.

1 - I have a home, a roof over my head, heat when I am cold, air conditioning when I am hot, running water and flushing toilets. I have a full refrigerator and food on my table. For that I am truly thankful.

2 - I have a loving husband that cares deeply for his family. He goes to work each day so that his wife and children can stay home together. For that I am truly thankful.

3 - I have two beautiful daughters who grow dearer to me each and every day. They are the biggest blessing God has ever given me. For that I am truly thankful.

4 - I have a savior, who laid down his life for me, so that I may live forever. For that I am most thankful of all.

Let us rise up and be thankful,

for if we didn't learn a lot today, at least we learned a little,

and if we didn't learn a little, at least we didn't get sick,

and if we got sick, at least we didn't die;

so, let us all be thankful.

~Buddha~

Time To Think Ahead

This Guy is Great!

Please watch till the end, it is so worth it!

Midnight Mutterings

Seeing as last night was Halloween, midnight mutterings seemed in order.

1. In love :: If I fell in love with you, would you promise to be true, help me understand, (Beatles song)
2. Be my guest :: be our guest, be our guest, (Beauty and the Beast)
3. Number one :: One is the loneliest number (another song!)
4. Swallowed whole :: You don't want to know what I'm thinking ; )
5. 50 percent :: is 1/2
6. Made in :: America
7. Supplement :: Vitamin
8. Right for :: Life
9. Endless :: Love (my endless love, song)
10. Ceramic :: Pottery

Seems my midnight brain is full of song. Care to see if your brain wants to sing? Unconscious Muterings

Happy Halloween

We worked hard on some pumpkins yesterday.........if the squirrels don't eat them, they should look pretty good tonight when the ghouls show up : )

Here's youngest DD. This was last year. She has decided to be frugal and be a vampire again this year. I think we'll use more make-up to make her look more ghastly. I'll post a picture tonight of this years version.

When witches go riding,

and black cats are seen,

the moon laughs and whispers,

tis near Halloween.

~Author Unknown~

Blah

That's how I feel right now. I am sick. Not horribly sick, but my body is fighting off some kind of illness, and it makes me tired and blah.

One week from today one of the most important decisions Americans have ever had to make will be upon them. I do hope they choose wisely.

Otherwise I may be feeling like this, blah, for the next 4 years.

Early Sunday Mutterings

My DH decided to get up at 8:30 today. Why? I don't know. So let's see how sleepy my unconscious is this morning.

1. Contemplate :: Think about


2. In the house :: lived a mouse


3. Classical :: music


4. Quest :: vision


5. Best friend :: I don't really have one anymore


6. 1991 :: year I moved in with DH


7. Never will :: never say never


8. Fool :: on a hill


9. Unhappy :: I will be if Obama wins


10. Best man :: there isn't one

Well, I made it to #9 this week before I had to think about that damn Obama again.

Want to see what your unconscious is up to? Unconscious mutterings.

Ted Nugent

Gotta Love Ted! (some may find the language offensive)

Glenn Beck Presents the Obama National Anthem

A First Lady?

If you click on the picture it will enlarge so you can read the fine print. Socialist elitists, that's what they are.

Are we Ready?

Frightening Look Into the Future

Definitely worth 8 minutes of your life:

More Wise Words

So many wise people on the internet, so little time. Again, another email being sent around without an owner. But wise words indeed:

FIREARMS REFRESHER COURSE

1. An armed man is a citizen. An unarmed man is a subject.

2. A gun in the hand is better than a cop on the phone.

3. Colt: The original point and click interface.

4. Gun control is not about guns; it's about control.

5. If guns are outlawed, can we use swords?

6. If guns cause crime, then pencils cause misspelled words.

7. "Free" men do not ask permission to bear arms.

8. If you don't know your rights you don't have any.

9. Those who trade liberty for security have neither.

10. The United States Constitution (c) 1791. All Rights reserved.

11. What part of "shall not be infringed" do you not understand?

12. The Second Amendment is in place in case the politicians ignore the others.

13. 64,999,987 firearms owners killed no one yesterday.

14. Guns only have two enemies; rust and politicians.

15. Know guns, know peace, know safety. No guns, no peace, no safety.

16. You don't shoot to kill; you shoot to stay alive.

17. 911 - government sponsored Dial-a-Prayer.

8. Assault is a behavior, not a device.

19. Criminals love gun control -- it makes their jobs safer.

20. If guns cause crime, then matches cause arson.

21. Only a government that is afraid of its citizens tries to control them.

22. You only have the rights you are willing to fight for.

23. Enforce the "gun control laws" we ALREADY have, don't make more.

24. When you remove the people's right to bear arms, you create slaves.

25. The American Revolution would never have happened with gun control.

26. "A government of the people, by the people, for the people..."

Oh C'mon, Laugh A Little

Again I have stolen someone else's joke. I would give credit where it is due, if I knew who to give the credit to. Whoever they are, I thank them.


A teacher was explaining the two party system to her students, and little Tommy raised his hand to say he plans to be a Republican.

"Why is that?" asked the teacher.

"Well," he replied, "My father was a Republican, and my grandfather was a Republican, and my great grandfather was a Republican.

"Wanting the child to think for himself, she prodded: "What if your father, and your grandfather, and your great grandfather had all been thieves?"

Quickly Tommy responded, "Then I'd be a Democrat."

More Mindless Muttering

Maybe muttering will take my mind off politics for a while:

1. Magical :: Mystery Tour
2. Shrimp :: cocktail
3. Project Runway :: Heidi Klum
4. Economy :: sick of hearing about it
5. Porch :: wish I had one
6. State of affairs :: abyssmal
7. .com :: internet
8. Fifty cents :: all we'll have left if Obama wins
9. Ripping :: me off (Obama will be if he wins)
10. Bull :: shit (Obama is full of it)

I was doing so well until I hit #8. Even muttering reminded me of politics.......damn that Obama, he's like stepping in gum, you can never seem to get it all off of your shoe.

Care to mutter?

Cult of Personality

Obama Promises Acorn a Hand in Setting the Agenda

Don't Lose Faith

“Reviewing the polls printed in The New York Times and The Washington Post in the last month of every presidential election since 1976, I found the polls were never wrong in a friendly way to Republicans. When the polls were wrong, which was often, they overestimated support for the Democrat, usually by about 6 to 10 points.”

~Ann Coulter~

A Good One

Stephanie's Take on the Election

My friend Stpehanie has posted a MUST READ on her blog. If you don't already read her blog regularly, please follow the link and go there now. We all need to wake up and realize just how drastically our lives will change if Barack Hussein Obama becomes our next president.

The Most Important 8 Minutes You Will Ever Spend

Please take the time to watch this........Obama's part starts about 1/2 way in:

The Fisherman and the Balloonist

This was not written by me.......but it's too good not to pass along. Unfortunately, I don't know to whom the credit is due, but I thank them.

The Fisherman and the Balloonist

A woman in a hot air balloon realized she was lost. She lowered her altitude and spotted a man in a boat below. She shouted to him, "Excuse me, can you help me? I promised a friend I would meet him an hour ago, but I don't know where I am."

The man consulted his portable GPS and replied, "You're in a hot air balloon, approximately 30 feet above a ground elevation of 2,346 feet above sea level. You are at 31 degrees, 14.97 minutes north latitude and 100 degrees, 49.09 minutes west longitude."

She rolled her eyes and said, "You must be a Republican."

"I am," replied the man. "How did you know?"

"Well," answered the balloonist, "everything you told me is technically correct, but I have no idea what to do with your information, and I'm still lost. Frankly, you've not been much help to me."

The man smiled and responded, "You must be a Democrat."

"I am," replied the balloonist. "How did you know?"

"Well," said the man, "you don't know where you are or where you are going. You've risen to where you are, due to a large quantity of hot air. You made a promise that you have no idea how to keep, and you expect me to solve your problem. You're in exactly the same position you were in before we met, but, somehow, now it's my fault."

Sunday Morning Muttering

Up too early, thought I'd give my sleepy brain a try at muttering:

1. Zoo :: Lions
2. Neighborhood :: bully
3. Salute :: a soldier
4. Immortality :: I hope I have it
5. Dominion :: Obama thinks America is his
6. Rhonda :: Help me Rhonda
7. Parties :: I like to throw them
8. Prince of Darkness :: Satan (Obama?)
9. Garbage :: in garbage out
10. Standard :: ideal

That's all my brain can handle this early, think I might go back to bed : )

Want to mutter on a tired brain too?

Political Quotes

"He that goes a borrowing goes a sorrowing."

~ Benjamin Franklin~

(from his writings, 1758)

Reference: Franklin: Writings, Lemay, ed., Library of America(1300)

"It's awfully hard to get a hog to butcher itself."

~Sen. Strom Thurmond~

(explaining why Congress doesn't decrease deficit spending)

"A government big enough to give you everything you want, is strong enough to take everything you have"

~ Thomas Jefferson ~

"Remember democracy never lasts long. It soon wastes, exhausts,and murders itself. There never was a democracy yet that did not commit suicide."

~ John Adams~

(letter to John Taylor, 15 April 1814)

"Liberty has never come from the government. Liberty has always come from the subjects of the government. The history of government is a history of resistance. The history of liberty is the history of the limitation of government, not the increase of it."

~Woodrow Wilson~

"The best argument against democracy is a five-minute conversation with the average voter."

~Sir Winston Churchill~

"Politicians have a field day misleading Americans who, as a result of having been dumbed down by our education system, can't think, reason or analyze."

~Walter Williams~

And my Favorite three are:

"While many people are urging us to vote -- regardless of for whom, for what, or for what reason -- there are very few urging us to do what is far more important: Stop and think! Voting is not a matter of personal expression but a serious responsibility for choosing what course this country will take in the years -- and decades -- ahead."

~Thomas Sowell~

"If a person is utterly ignorant about matters of public policy, then he or she has a solemn obligation to refrain from voting. The percentage of people who fall into the utterly ignorant category is estimated to be about 25 percent of eligible voters."

~Mona Charen~

"If guns are outlawed, how can we shoot the liberals?"
~Mike Gunn~

(Mississippi state senator, 1991)

Sunday Muttering

I waited for my word list last night ( it gets emailed to me every week) and it never showed : (

So I had to hunt down my word list this week.....that's why I am a little late.

So here's my muttering on a cool, rainy, late Sunday afternoon:

1. Insight :: revelation
2. Irksome :: bothersome
3. Maybe :: I'll think about it
4. Confirmation :: What I did when I was Catholic
5. Bib :: keeps babys slop off them
6. Stop! :: Look and Listen
7. Lobster :: tail
8. Boys :: will be boys
9. Fire away :: Hit me with your best shot (Pat Benatar)
10. Give up :: Walk away

Want to mutter too?

Sunrise

Stephanie was Midnight, so I decided to see what I was:

You Are Sunrise

You enjoy living a slow, fulfilling life. You enjoy living every moment, no matter how ordinary. You are a person of reflection and meditation. You start and end every day by looking inward. Caring and giving, you enjoy making people happy. You're often cooking for friends or buying them gifts. All in all, you know how to love life for what it is - not for how it should be.

What Time Of Day Are You?

I am certainly not a morning person, (not much of a night owl anymore either, I like to think I live by normal hours), but what they wrote abut a Sunrise person seems to ring true.

Hair

I thought I would get off politics for a day or two.

I plan to color my hair today, it's getting a bit gray around the edges. I used to be a dark brunette, but when I started going gray those darn grays would pop out only a few days after coloring. So I started going lighter, the grays blended better. I lightened myself all the way to blonde. DH isn't a fan of blondes (or at least me as a blonde, I'm sure there are blondes he wouldn't pass up if given the opportunity : ) I've been heading back to a light brown lately and I think that's where I'll stay, at least for now. I get bored easily, so who knows, I haven't been a redhead for a few years : )

In light of this, I took a quiz to tell me what color my hair should really be:

Your Hair Should Be Brown

You are an intelligent, well respected person. You are very confident. You take yourself seriously, and other people take you seriously too. You are a good leader, and you can be trusted with someone's life. You motivate people well, and you command respect easily. You are competent, successful, and organized. You can't stand chaos. Some people mistake you for being cold, calculating, or elitist.

What Color Hair Should You Have?

Ok, brown it is. Although it will be a light brown. L'Oreal Superior Preference 6 1/2G Lightest Golden Brown to be exact.

Who knew I could learn so much about myself taking a quiz about hair color! Although I never thought of myself as being mistaken for cold, calculating or elitist. Ok, maybe I'll give you calculating, LOL.

All of this hair talk reminds me of the song "Hair" from where else, the musical "Hair".

She asks me why

I'm just a hairy guy

I'm hairy noon and night

Hair that's a fright

I'm hairy high and low

Don't ask me why

Don't know

It's not for lack of bread

Like the Grateful Dead

Darling

Gimme head with hair

Long beautiful hair

Shining, gleaming,

Streaming, flaxen, waxen

Give me down to there hair

Shoulder length or longer

Here baby, there mama

Everywhere daddy daddy

Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair

Flow it,

show it

Long as God can grow it

My hair

Let it fly in the breeze

And get caught in the trees

Give a home to the fleas

in my hair

A home for fleas

A hive for bees

A nest for birds

There ain't no words

For the beauty, the splendor, the wonder

Of my...

Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair

Flow it, show it

Long as God can grow it

My hair

I want it long, straight, curly, fuzzy

Snaggy, shaggy, ratty, matty

Oily, greasy, fleecy

Shining, gleaming, streaming

Flaxen, waxen

Knotted, polka-dotted

Twisted, beaded, braided

Powdered, flowered, and confettied

Bangled, tangled, spangled, and spaghettied!

Oh say can you see

My eyes if you can

Then my hair's too short

Down to here

Down to there

Down to where

It stops by itself

They'll be ga ga at the go go

When they see me in my toga

My toga made of blond

Brilliantined

Biblical hair

My hair like Jesus wore it

Hallelujah I adore it

Hallelujah Mary loved her son

Why don't my mother love me?

Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair

Flow it, show it

Long as God can grow it

My hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair

Flow it, show it

Long as God can grow it

My hair

I found a playlist version of the song by the Cowsills, it's below if you'd like to listen. I tried to find the original cast version, which is where the above words come from, but to no avail. I like the musical lyrics best, but this'll do.

Our Country Deserves Better

And Yet Another Late Night Mutter

I really need some sleep. But I think I'll do a little mutterin' first.

1. Hearing :: Impaired
2. Aggression :: Animal
3. Charged :: Electric
4. Traveler :: ramblin' man
5. Hydrate :: Me, I am always thirsty!
6. Detox :: I could use some of that too
7. Qualify :: for the race
8. Prison :: break
9. Frontal :: nudity : )
10. Pep talk :: cheerleader

Want to mutter?

The "Sisterhood"

I have been utterly shocked and disgusted with the response from some women in regards to John McCain's pick of Sarah Palin for vice president. I knew girls could be mean when I was in high school, but these are adults. Come on ladies, did you ever grow up?

I am a conservative woman. According to one “scholar” women who are conservative aren’t really women. I guess unless you are happy to murder your unborn children, you aren’t considered a woman in some camps. Isn’t it funny how they demand they have the right to kill their unborn children, but they don't think you should have the right to bear arms and defend yourself against someone who wants to do you or your family harm.

I guess I just do not understand the outrage. Isn’t feminism all about raising girls to be whatever they want to be? I used to believe that was what feminists were fighting for. My mom considered herself to be a feminist. She always told me and my sister that we needed to learn how to care for ourselves. We didn’t need a man to survive. My mom worked, full time, from the time I was about 4. I was put in daycare in NYC in 1972. I think it was one of the first day care centers open to the public. When we moved to Illinois, due to the transfer of my father within his company, one of the first things my mom did was get another job. I was a latch-key kid. I had an older brother and sister, but they were usually busy after school, so from 3rd grade on, I mostly came home to an empty house. But I could take care of myself. I knew how.

My mother also felt my brother needed to learn how to care for himself, so he didn’t treat a woman as a housekeeper. As soon as we could see the dials on the washing machine, we washed our own clothes. We learned how to cook for ourselves by age 8. We all got jobs as soon as possible. I was babysitting at 11 and cleaning offices by age 13.

Suffice it to say, my sister and I grew up knowing we didn’t NEED a man, and my brother grew up knowing he didn’t NEED a woman. We were self sufficient. The fulfillment of my mothers feministic dream. She raised her kids to be something she wasn’t. See, my mom married my dad at age 20. They dated since high school. She had my sister one year after her marriage, and my brother the next year after that. This was in the sixties, right when women were just getting their voice. She felt like she missed it. She wanted to be that bra burner, but she had two babies at home, and soon she had three (me). So she passed on her dreams to her children. Only we realized, or at least I realized, that her dream wasn’t reality. Feminists today are not the feminists of my mothers era.

It seems to me that all feminists care about today is abortion. Women must be allowed to kill their unborn babies. Under any circumstances. Babies are an inconvenience, a mistake. Girls shouldn’t be punished with mistakes, says Mr. Obama. If you don’t believe that, you can’t be part of their club. Nope, no conservative woman, who believes all babies are a gift from God could ever be a feminist. And if you happen to believe in that pesky savior, Jesus, and his teaching in the Bible, then you probably aren’t even a woman. No feminist woman could possibly believe in a a book written by men.

I was happy to see Hillary Clinton running for President. I certainly didn’t share her values or positions, but I did feel it was about time a woman had a chance to run for the highest office in our country. Many women around the world have already proven they have/had what it takes to lead : Margaret Thatcher, Indira Ghandi, Golda Meir, Benazir Bhutto, Angela Merkel, Mary Robinson and too many more to list.

Why is it that some women in this country keep saying “I wanted a woman to run (Hillary) but I didn’t want that woman (Sarah Palin)”. Pity, that as women we can’t just seem to support other women. We could agree to disagree and still be supportive. You can say to someone “Good for you, I applaud your accomplishments, but I don’t plan to vote for you, I don't share your views”. I think that is what many conservative women did in regards to Hillary. Sadly, the liberal women have all turned into attack dogs against Sarah. Guess their true colors are finally showing. It isn’t about supporting women, it’s about supporting their own selfish causes. And if a woman happens to be supporting their causes, hoorah. But if not, to hell with feminism and women's accomplishments, they'd rather take the man.

There is a special place in hell for women who do not help other women.

~Madeleine K. Albright~

Muttering Tired

Another late Saturday night mutter.....hope I'm coherent!

1. Heist :: bank
2. Hack :: up a hairball
3. Dane :: someone from Denmark
4. Stings :: bee
5. Monkey :: Hey Hey we're the Monkees, and people say we monkey around, but we're too busy singing, (forgot the rest ; )
6. Junkie :: junk food
7. Pumped :: Hans and Franz
8. Brass :: pair
9. Fight! :: for it
10. Vouch :: speak for you

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Why I Am A Republican

Got this from another site.......but I liked it so I stole it : )

Squirrels

I feed the squirrels. And the birds and any stray cats that wander by. But this is about squirrels.

I have been feeding one squirrel in particular since last spring. We call her Mama. She was obviously nursing when we first started seeing her, thus the name. She also has a slit in one of her ears, which is why we always know it is her.

Another interesting thing about Mama is that she is a grey squirrel who had black babies. Her babies are so funny and pretty cute. She had three of them, and although they are bigger now and certainly don't look like baby squirrels anymore, they still play and fight with each other and are just downright silly. At first I thought Mama mated inter-racially, as I had occasionally seen some other black squirrels in my town, but not near me. I decided to do a little research, here is what I learned:

"Black squirrels are not a separate species at all, but a melanistic morpheme, casually known to scientists as a “color morph,” a fairly rare genetic variation. In the Midwest, as far as has been determined, all of the black squirrels are actually morphs of the gray squirrel, Sciurus carolinensis."

How cool, my Mama produced 3 rare genetic mutations and they are living in my yard!

So we have grey squirrels and now the mutated black, and we also have what looks like brown, but is really the American Red. But we don't have any white squirrels. That would be cool. I'd like a white squirrel.

Back to Mama. She is no longer afraid of us or our cats. Our back storm door screen is loose on the bottom, so she often will come right into our house if I have left the main door open. She knows I keep the peanuts in a bin by the back door, so she will help herself if I haven't fed her yet. The cats go crazy when they see her in the house, but she just grabs her peanuts and heads back out. Not caring one bit about the cats, who seem like that they would like to kill her, but when they get close just sniff her tail. She knows they are all meow and no bite.

Today, I was sitting out in my back yard enjoying the day and my eldest had just gotten out of the shower. Upon entering her room, she screamed. Loud enough for me to hear outside. I came running into the house only to hear her say "There's a squirrel in my room!" It was Mama. I was laughing, eldest daughter was not amused. The scream sent Mama into a tizzy and she started running around the house. Finally my youngest daughter and I got her cornered in the kitchen, so her only choice was to head back the way she came, out through the back door. I think she wanted to be our pet. She seemed kind of relaxed and happy in the house. Of course with the current pet load, I don't think my hubby would be pleased with that.

We currently have 4 cats inside that I claim as mine. One cat outside that I feed and while technically I suppose you could say it is mine, I have never claimed it. We also have the two undead mice. They are almost 7 years old. Wild mice, we caught their mom in our house in 2001, put her in a cage (because she was cute) she had babies shortly thereafter and they are still here! There were three at first, but one was not quite as hearty as the two that will not die.

If I were to add anymore pets to the current mix, I think my hubby would leave me. I like my hubby, so no more pets. At least not in the house.

“Fairies are not always in a people-like form. Fairies are sometimes birds, sometimes squirrels. They have welcomed the children into Enchanted Woods.”
~Elizabeth Nosek~

Monday Muttering

Yikes, I am so busy I can't even keep up with my weekly muttering!
Here it is, a day late.

1. Cut the crap :: you're driving me crazy
2. Scent :: Lovely
3. Vanishing :: wilderness
4. Wetness :: what happens when I sneeze
5. Cheap :: I do not like people who are
6. Badges :: girl scouts
7. Puppy :: love
8. Problem solver :: my husband
9. Gambling :: never cared for it much
10. Sophia :: Loren

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Daughters

Ah, to be the mother of daughters.

My youngest took her first official step toward womanhood Thursday. And she is not happy about it. Suffice it to say, life has not been real pleasant in our house the last few days, LOL.

By some weird coincidence, actually my two daughters and I all ended up in the same predicament as of this past Thursday. Estrogen is flowing rapidly around here. I don't think I would want to be the only woman in a house containing 3 men full of Testosterone, so I can only imagine how my hubby feels living the reverse.

I was sitting around with my daughters late Thursday night and we were talking hormones and all those fun things women go through. I was explaining to my youngest how Estrogen is the female hormone. So my oldest chimes in with an oldie but a goodie: "If quizzes are quizzical, what are tests? Testicles!" LOL

Youngest daughter didn't get the joke, so I had to explain to her what testicles were. So of course then we started talking about boy anatomy. At this point dear husband comes up from the basement to go to bed (my daughters and I have the best conversations late at night before bed). Before he comes through the room, he says "Stop talking, I don't want to hear you, just let me go through and go to bed!". This made the girls laugh. Dad wanted nothing to with our conversation. So I yelled at him as he went past, "But we are talking about boy parts, your parts, you should join us!" I don't think so.

So, my babies are no longer babies. No matter how much we may resist, life moves forward. Youngest dear daughter has been resisting growing up since her body started changing. She is completely overwhelmed at the latest, biggest change. I only hope that time will bring her peace and acceptance with what her body can do. Women's bodies really are amazing. I would go through all the pain and aggravation of being a women 100 times over again, knowing it enabled me to give birth to the two beautiful daughters I have. 26 years of periods helped to bring two wonderful lives into the world. And hopefully someday it will enable my daughters to bring some wonderful lives into the world.

Of course, since my birthing days are over, I wouldn't really mind completely passing the torch to the younger generation and moving past this stage in my life. 26 years is long enough for me, thank you : )

Without accepting the fact that everything changes, we cannot find perfect composure. But unfortunately, although it is true, it is difficult for us to accept it. Because we cannot accept the truth of transience, we suffer.

~Shunryu Suzuki~