America So Beautiful

I speak for the men and women all over this land who can't or won't speak for themselves.  I speak for the men and women who fought and are still fighting for my freedom. And I speak for the men and the women who gave their lives fighting for this land and now rest in the land.  I speak.

I'm sad and troubled at the deterioration going on in my country.  It's one thing to fight external circumstances we cannot control from outside the country, it's totally different to destroy a country from within. I speak as an American who loves her country as I have always known it to be and cannot believe what I see taking place.

Tearing down statues, the history of this country, which made our country great, one statue at a time, goes beyond anything I could have ever imagined. The disrespect of a sitting President who was duly elected by the majority of the citizens is unacceptable.

The President is bullied and vilified everyday. Why?  Can someone please explain this to me?  I don't care what he says, I watched what he has accomplished.  His actions speak much louder then his words.  He has worked non stop for "We The People", so why such hate and division?

Why would you want liberal/socialism.  Free, what does that mean?  Nothing is free.  Someone has to pay for it.  Open borders, and a lawless country.  Is that what appeals to you? Pelosi calls money in your pocket Crumbs, would you rather have higher taxes?  More government control, really.  Back to strangulation/regulations.  Could the economy be any better?  There are more jobs now then people to fill them.  Building up the military which Obama tore down.  Standing with Israel.  Acknowledging and taking care of our Vets who were totally ignored in the last administration.  Most important, we are finally putting America first and making America great!  According to Cuomo America has never been great.  Really, are these the people and the party you want running this country?  Why?

As far as I know, nobody is squeaky clean, including me.  Elizabeth Pocahontas Warren with her leaning more and more to left/socialist agenda, "We need judges to be advocates of progressive laws, not people who will bow to the whims of the Constitution, pitting it's extremist values of freedom of speech and freedom of religion against our agenda", she said it's sad what happened to Mollie Tibbetts, but what about the children that are separated from their parents at the border.  Really Lizzy, I care about American citizens, I really don't care about the illegals trying to come here.  Kate and Mollie are permanently separated from their families.  Corey Booker now allegedly accused by his girlfriend as an abuser, "We're sick and tired of the Constitution sitting in the National Archives, manipulating everything we do". Chucky Schumer, "These right-wing judges don't think for themselves, they just do whatever the Constitution says, and it's time for that to end"!  You can't make this stuff up.

I implore you to vote in these mid terms elections.  Do not take anything for granted.  If we lose the house this country will never be the same.  We cannot let this happen. Nobody ever thought Donald Trump would win.  If you listen to the hype of the media the libs have already won.  Don't listen.  Please, please, please, for all those great men and women gave their lives for our great Country and are still giving their lives for you and me get out and VOTE!

Baby Girl, Pooh!

What can I say, a couple of days ago Baby Girl became a woman.  I have never had a female dog.  All my previous dogs were male.  I was so in love with my previous Baby Boy, that when he died I could not get over it.  I have lost pets before, but this was different.  I could see how a person could die from a broken heart.  I had never felt such pain and emptiness, as crazy as it sounds.  We had a very special bond, like nothing I had ever experienced.  After months of feeling empty I decided to get another Baby.

First we went to the shelters to look, but I could not find that special connection.  I wasn’t feeling it.  Next we went to the farm and there she was.  Foxy Roxy, stole my heart.  I never had such a loving, licking baby.  No one will ever take Pickles place but Roxy is a lover.

Sorry, I do tend to drift off point.  Anyway it was time to explain the birds and the squirrels to Baby Girl.  She couldn’t understand the changes her body was going through and why she had to wear a diaper and panties.  She follows me around with a strange look on her face.  Hopefully two weeks will go by quickly.  I’m glad I have ten mops from the Dollar Store.  People look at me like I am crazy when I walk out with so many.  I had to tell one woman who questioned me I am germ phobic.

So here I go again.  I am getting so attached,  I hate leaving her.  She is at the window watching me when I leave, and at the door waiting for me to come home.  She’s my beautiful pet, oh how lucky can you get!

Nightmares

I like when my sleep is calm like the ocean. I don't like choppy sleep.  Last night I fell asleep during the Greg Gutfeld Show. I took my Baby outside to do her business, and as we walked down the front steps, she darted away from me. She ran up the driveway into the street, and I charged after her in heavy pursuit.  I had my eye on her, and saw a huge bus flying down the street right in her path. I screamed and in a flash the bus hit her head on. I saw her face so clear and her little body annihilated. I could not stop screaming. It was all so real. My eyes popped open as wide as a deer in headlights and I lay there, frozen. Next to me, my hubby was sleeping peacefully, and I could not believe my screaming did not wake him.

My Baby Girl woke up, walked over to me and we had a licking, hugging fest for about five minutes. Is it possible? I mean does anyone know if dogs dream? Could she have had the same dream? I have heard her whimper and have seen her shake sometimes when she is sleeping. 

                                           

She walked to the end of the bed, chewed her toy for a while and fell asleep.  Of course my brain would not turn off, and it was only 1:10.  I felt like I had been sleeping forever, and yet I still had to get through the rest of the night. "I Couldn't Sleep At All Last Night", kept playing on the jukebox in my head. I must have dozed off because at 5:05, I was up again.  This time my baby came over and licked my fingers. It's very strange she didn't want to go outside. It's still so dark at that time of the morning. I feel so blessed that this was a nightmare and not reality, even though it seemed so real at the time. 

*Note to self, never, ever drink McDonald's Mocha Frappe after 12 noon!   

Much Ado About Everything

My beautiful Baby Girl loves to jump on the back of my knee, when she gets excited.  So yes it finally happened, today was physical therapy.  So now I have to learn how to walk different from what I'm used to.

Then the retina specialist.  A couple of years ago I had a vitriol detachment. So, once a year I get my eyes checked out. Sidenote, clean teeth every 3 months. I'm very well manicured. Oh yes, manicures, definitely. OK, back to my story.  I had a 1:00 appointment. I made the first appointment after lunch so I wouldn't have to wait, patience, I have none.  They did the scan and the drops, then informed me the doctor was in emergency surgery.  I get that, but it would have been nice if I they had told me when I walked in.  I walked up to the desk and told the receptionist with an attitude, (the biatch), I was leaving.  She said you know when you come here you have to be prepared to wait an hour to an hour and a half.  Really, biting my tongue, nobody ever told me that.  He could be another hour or two I said, I'm not waiting.  He has already been there an hour and a half, she snarled.  Grinding my tongue, I said they raised the rates on parking and I am not going to pay to sit here, I said.  First half hour free, but nobody is ever there for a half hour, then $4 the next hour up to a gazillion dollars after that.  I wonder if he gets a kickback from parking.  Just kidding/not. You know my time is worth as much as his.  These doctors with an ego just don't make it with me. She tried to make another appointment and I said I'll call you.  Hope she doesn't hold her breath waiting for that call!


I am so in love with my Baby Girl!  Just sayin!  She is a licker and I am a kisser and hugger. The last couple of weeks she started having poop problems.  Can I just say, there is nothing better then stepping in soft, squishy poop while wearing your tennis shoes.  It gets in the grooves and good luck getting it out.  So much for those shoes.  I lied the next best thing is stepping in poop in your socks.  Now that is the piece de resistance. It feels like nothing else you can imagine.  You have to experience it, to get the true picture. It amazes me, that my feet seem to find poop no matter where it is. It's a lot of fun getting up two to three times a night to take her out.  I thought it was the food so I started boiling chicken with rice.  I don't even cook for my hubby.  Well that didn't work.  I didn't take her to the vet right away because she was acting fine and eating like a chimp, I mean champ. So yes, she has a bowel infection and is on an antibiotic. And yes, I just bought more chicken and I am making her chicken and rice soup.  Probably will be forever.  And yes, I am so crazy about her, I don't know if we will ever be able to go to the once a week jaunt to the beach.  Separation anxiety, bites!

Has anyone been to the movies lately?  We went yesterday and tried to use my Movie Pass.  There weren't any films playing that I could use it at, so I came home and cancelled it.  It was good up until that point, but they have made all these new changes, not good ones.  I'm out.  Then you have to go to the computer and order your ticket, and reserve the seat you want. I felt like I was living the movie we went to see, Mission Impossible. I have to say, the renovations are great. The reclining seats, the freezing air conditioning, but no worries you just turn on the heater.  Heaven!  The fun part was when my Hubby kept poking me because I kept falling asleep.  Not my fault.  Maybe they made it a little too comfortable!

That's it for now.  Gotta go, hubby just informed me, I got a package.  It's my inside out umbrella, very cute.  Yes, I love to shop. Love bargains. Never pay full price. After all, I do have to support one of my stocks which does nothing, I have had it for years, Groupon!  Check them out.  They have good sales and restaurant coupons.

House Of Pleasure

When I was in high school, I tried out and got a part in The Skin Of Our Teeth, under the direction of my friend, the late, great Howard Ashman, (RIP). Chris who played the french maid was so stiff and straight, Howard thought it would be a good idea to go to a Strip Club so Chris could get some pointers.  John, Chris, Howard & yours truly went to the Gaiety in downtown Baltimore on the famous block.  OMG, Oh What A Night!  My expectations were deflated as fast as a helium balloon stuck by a pin. The women were older and heavy and not at all what I expected.  If I can rock a garter belt, hose, g string, boots and a whip better then what I was watching, what was the point?  Anyway, it was a night I will never forget.  Still don't know how we got in being under age.

House Of Pleasure #2:  A couple of years ago, after my birthday lunch at Tio Pepe's, I dragged my girlfriend to Scores. She didn't want to go.  I had always been curious to see Scores since Howard Stern always talks about it.  That's what a little too much Sangria will do to me. So we walked in, were seated on a sofa when a nice girl came over and started chatting with us, while the girl on the pole did her twirls. My girlfriend was so rude, I have no idea why and she dragged me out of there.  I was having a wonderful time.

Today Scores:  My brother's birthday is Sunday, and I wanted to get him something special. OK, lunch and a lap dance at Scores. We walked in, and it was so dark, I tripped down the step before I even got in.  Stupid place for a step. I have to say the girls were a lot prettier than I remember, but the best part for me, was the half pound Angus burger with fries well done, no salt. I could do a mean bump and grind and rock that pole with more class than what I was watching.  "You Gotta Get a Gimmick if you want to get ahead"!  It comes with maturity. "I'm electrifying I'm not even trying, I never had to sweat to get paid." Oh sorry, got carried away. Let me end by saying, what happens at Scores stays at Scores! 

Thoughts

As I walk towards my journey to death, my brain will not turn off.  Somewhere between Benjamin Button and Peter Pan, my theme song "I won't grow up, never grow up, never grow up, not me, not I"! You can take the girl out of theater but you can't take the theater out of the girl. I got divorced because I knew there had to be more to life.  And there was.  I have always felt blessed.  Usually got whatever I put my mind to getting.  Don't get me wrong, I had my share of shit, but always rose above it.  I'm extremely stubborn and very passionate. Goodness, I'm starting to sound like a candidate for match.com.  My last line should be, "come find me".  Just kidding.  As you all know, I've already been found.  I don't  know how or why my hubby puts up with my escapades.  Guess I finally found unconditional love. How lucky can you get. There are so many more adventures I want to have.  I have an amazing one coming up tomorrow.  Don't know if I can share it.  I'll have to think about it and see how it goes. When I was younger I was so closed and introverted.  I know,   hard to believe, but true.  Besides my thirties this is the best time of my life.  I feel free and open to do whatever I need to.  People are so nice.  Now that my hair is six different colors, everyday someone comes up to me and says "I love your hair"!  How amazing is that?  Now that I'm in referral, I'm trying to figure out what I want to do.  My daughter told me to write a blog, so here I am.  I appreciate all of you, so feel free to write in with anything you would like to talk about.  I don't like the title I picked for this blog, but I don't know how to change it.  I just like to go where ever my brain takes me. The best people are open people.  Stop being blocked and don't be afraid to experience new people.  You deserve good and the best.  You do not deserve to be beat on by anyone. Know you are the best of you. Regrets are a bitch.  Never regret!  Missed opportunities don't get a second chance! OK, OK, done!

Wisdom

I had a bucket list.  I tried so hard for a gazillion years to fulfill it.  I got part of it done, but it wasn't enough.  The bench just got too hard and I got tired of picking splinters out of my butt.  I have so many unanswered questions.  I feel blessed that I had such an amazing opportunity that went beyond the universe. I do believe people who have crossed over can come back and speak to me.  I felt a bond that was nothing like anything I had ever felt before.  It was magical and mystical.  I really felt I was meant to do this, I didn't give up.  But recently, I have felt really bad and sad that it will never happen. I would never want to impose myself on anyone.  I think there comes a time when you just have to say, I failed, I quit.  You can't make someone like you.  They either do or they don't!


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The Gambler

"When we played our charade

  We were like children posing

  Playing at games

  Acting out names

  Guessing the parts we played

  Oh what a hit we made

  We came on next to closing

  Best on the bill, lovers until

  Love left the masquerade

  Fate seemed to pull the strings

  I turned and you were gone.

 While from the darkened wings

 The music box played on

 Sad little serenade

Song of my heart's composing

I hear it still

I always will

Best on the bill, charade"!

I worked in real estate, a commission job after my divorce, I had custody of my two children.  Times were not easy, but I knew there had to be more to life.  My greatest accomplishment was buying my house from my X.  I married young and was as green as they come.  The last of the virgins.  My friend fixed me up with what became my first relationship.  He helped me get a credit card which a divorced woman with no credit could not get.  He was very kind and was extremely good to me and my children.  After two years it was over.  No need to go into further details.

A coworker/friend fixed me up with, he who I shall name "The Gambler."  Let the games begin. On my first date he bought me three pairs of shoes and a color TV.  The shoes, to make me shorter (I was 5'5 1/2, he was about 5'8) and the TV, so he could watch and bet sports.  For two years I lived the life of Pretty Woman/Cinderella.  The jewelry, trips, money, getting picked up in a limo, well you get the picture were something I had never experienced.  The best part of the relationship for me was how we got along.  We were silly, almost childlike, laughed and had the best time.  I was Yunny and he was the Doctor.  Don't ask.  After about a year and a half I felt like I was on a roller coaster.  The highs kept getting higher but the lows got lower.  One night after an altercation he called at 11 o'clock and said he missed me and was coming over.  There was a snow blizzard outside and no cars were moving.  Sure enough at 12 o'clock there was a knock at the door.  He said he started to walk over, and flagged down a truck driver who he paid $100  for a ride to my house. You can't make this stuff up.  Both of us will never forget that night.  We had so many magical, amazing times I will never forget. I ended the relationship, but I will always have the memories.  No one can ever take memories away, unless you lose your mind.
Sometimes love just ain't enough!    

Cougar Forever

It never ceases to amaze me, how many young hotties hit on me.  Let me introduce you to bachelor (NOT) number 1:  the 40+ year old handsome attorney at the gym who just got married for a second time. He casually said he would love to just have 45 minutes with me, and that he loves watching me work out.

Presenting Bachelor #2: A young man at the hair salon said when my kids went back to Italy, he wanted to hang out with me and take me to either this new Italian or French Restaurant.  When I told him I was married, he said that's ok bring your husband.  Hilarious!

Bachelor #3: At the Real Estate Convention a man came up to me as I was walking by and told me I had a good, happy aura about myself that I was transmitting.  I asked if he was a psychic, and he said no.

When I was young these kinds of things never happened to me.  Of course back then I was shy and had no self confidence.  Never liked myself much.  As I let's say matured, we never use the o word, (that would be old), I blossomed and didn't give a shit about anything anymore.  Didn't care what people thought or if they were mean.  I love life and am so happy I get up everyday to face whatever life has to throw at me.  I must say men are my favorite.  Most women are snotty (bitchy).  There are a few exceptions.  I only let in the best of the best.

People don't like getting o-d, let's just say mature. I don't either.  I think I was switched at birth, so I really don't know my age.  I think young men appreciate the experience and maturity of a mature women.  They get bored with young fake girls who have no substance.  It's funny the older men like the young girls and the young men like the mature women.  I love flirting, but that is it.  I am as straight as an arrow, maybe straighter.  For the first time in my life, I feel I am at my best all around.  So, I don't let age bother me (that's a damn lie).  If I let you in my life feel privileged.  I am very selective. Some great strange things have happened to me but that will be saved for another time.  For now... power to the Cougar Forever!    

A Psychic Encounter

When my brother was 60 I gave him a surprise party.  I got a girl for a lap dance and something pushed me to have a psychic. It was a strong vibe that could not be ignored. I finally found a psychic. When we got to the party she read me first. She told me she would not normally do this at an event, but she felt I needed to know someone very close to me was going to die soon.

She finally figured out it was my father.  I grabbed my sister, told her, and then we both cried in the lobby.  Great way to start the party.  The next morning I awoke and called his doctor. I didn’t want to tell him why I needed to have him checked out, so I just said, “I really need you to give my daddy a thorough exam.” He asked me if I had had a dream, and I said yes. The tests indicated that my dad had a triple aneurism.  He went to the hospital where he had immediate surgery and a code blue was called. As the doctors charged to his room my heart sank. The good news is he made it.  He lived a few more years and eventually died from  bladder cancer. The doctor said if he had not come in when he had, he probably would not have made it, because it probably would have burst.  I believe G-d looked out for us.  That psychic was meant to save his life.  My father comes back to me every summer as a Monarch butterfly.
I will save that for another blog.

Dreams

Last night, I had my first sex dream. It was so intense and real that I woke up in a sweat. 

And then, reality hit.

The man in the dream was not my husband, who was snoring peacefully beside me.

Did I scream out another man's name in the middle of the night?

My only saving grace was that you can't pick your dreams, they just happen.

Yet the burning question remained...why was I dreaming of another man?