Tuesday, July 03, 2012
A few days ago I sent a funny joke email to a friend.
Today I received his response, telling me that I "should be ashamed for being so racist".
The joke had absolutely NOTHING to do with any thing racial whatsoever.
This gave me some thought.
Has anybody else out there noticed that we can't tell any jokes any more because they are not politically correct?
For example: Blonde jokes are not politically correct because "they abuse women".
Any jokes about St. Peter at the Golden Gates are not politically correct, either, because "they offend people of other religions".
Political jokes are really bad, because they are racist, too.
And don't forget that we can't tell jokes about Santa, the Easter Bunny or the Tooth Fairy because we "are misleading the children".
Don't tell a joke about a teacher, either. That insults the Union.
Can't tell any jokes about married people, because then we "are being racist against gay people and their rights".
The list goes on and on. I am sure some of you can add a whole lot of other subjects that can no longer be laughed at.
What really galls me is that, while we cannot laugh at all about anything, it IS okay to make crude remarks and use foul language on television, and no one says a thing.
Bill Maher comes to mind. He is a crude, rude and insensitive bully. Especially pointed at women.
Does the society that is supposed to stand up for women make a peep about Maher? Not a singe peep comes from them.
Do you remember the old days when we could tell jokes and laugh, and share senses of humor? Do you remember the Reader's Digest motto ; "Laughter is the best medicine"?
Now we are silenced and gagged. Nothing can be taken as being funny, because we are all insulting some one, some thing, some place if we laugh at what was said.
Yes, Sir. We need to continue being a dull lot, take life too seriously, and above all, be on guard that we aren't insulting any one over any thought we might have.
We are losing our Personhoods. We are being trained and admonished into becoming robots.
We are a nation that has a government, not the other way around!
Let us stop all this nonsense and learn to laugh again. Let us be free to voice our own opinions. Let us get back our own choices as to how we shall live, and just how we shall act.
None of us wants to deliberately hurt anyone, and honest, clean humor is not a weapon as it is now being represented.
We have gone over the cliff, and need to climb back out of the gully.
Let us sing, dance and laugh, and do so freely.
Tomorrow is Independence Day. Let us become independent, and let us go back to telling jokes without fear of reprisal.
Let us reclaim the laughter.
Let us once again become a great nation, filled with hope, helpfulness, gratitude and hard work. Let's bring back the picnics in the parks and the parades with the bands and flags.
Let us become proud of America again.
Friday, June 29, 2012
A quilting friend passed away, and told her loved ones to "contact Sandy, and she will take care of all the quilting stuff".
I didn't know she did that.
She was a typical quilter, with LOTS of STASH!! Some people might even call us "Hoarders". But we are not. We simply love our STASHES.
And Kitty was a true quilter with STASH.
So, day after day, hour after hour, I have been at her house, organizing her STASH. My friends Irene and Wendy are helping me, because they, being quilters, UNDERSTAND STASH.
We have been putting in minimums of seven hours each day, many times much more.
So here's my query: How come, with all the measuring, labeling, sorting, boxing, stacking, loading, lifting, walking, did I gain a half pound????
It's not like we are eating our ways through the day. Not hardly. We have our coffee and a sandwich for lunch, and the three of us split a brownie. That's it.
So why did I gain a half pound????
I know some people are going to say "muscle weighs more than fat". I figure a pound is a pound.
I can feel the increased muscles, especially in my arms, and perhaps I should have measured my arms before I began this journey. I think they are smaller. I mean I think my bat wings are smaller.
If not, WHY NOT!!??
I will continue with her STASH again today. We aren't too far from a finish line, then my life will become my own again.
I pulled my quilt registration from the quilt show because I simply won't have enough time to finish it without rushing. I don't want to do that, because it is way too special to ruin it now. I must be sensible, and have patience to do it the right way, and not just rush around so I can get it into the show.
Hmmmmmmmm maybe I am getting some wisdom in my old age after all!
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
I think the neighborhood is improving!
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Some people aren't aware of all of this. Don't just skim over this,
please read it slowly and let it sink in. If in doubt, check it out.
The day the democrats took over was not January 22nd 2009, it was
actually January 3, 2007... the day the Democrats took over the House
of Representatives and the Senate, at the very start of the 110th
The Democrat Party controlled a majority in both chambers for the first
time since the end of the 103rd Congress in 1995.
For those who are listening to the liberals propagating the fallacy
that everything is "Bush's Fault", think about this:
January 3rd, 2007 was the day the Democrats took over the Senate and
the Congress. At the time:
The DOW Jones closed at 12,621.77
The GDP for the previous quarter was 3.5%
The Unemployment rate was 4.6%
George Bush's Economic policies SET A RECORD of 52 STRAIGHT MONTHS of
Remember the day...
January 3rd, 2007 was the day that Barney Frank took over the House
Financial Services Committee and Chris Dodd took over the Senate
The economic meltdown that happened 15 months later was in what part of
BANKING AND FINANCIAL SERVICES!
Unemployment... to this CRISIS by (among MANY other things) dumping 5-6
TRILLION Dollars of toxic loans on the economy from YOUR Fannie Mae and
Freddie Mac FIASCOES!
Bush asked Congress 17 TIMES to stop Fannie & Freddie - starting in
2001 because it was financially risky for the US economy.
And who took the THIRD highest pay-off from Fannie Mae AND Freddie Mac?
And who fought against reform of Fannie and Freddie?
OBAMA and the Democrat Congress
So when someone tries to blame Bush..
REMEMBER JANUARY 3rd, 2007.... THE DAY THE DEMOCRATS TOOK OVER!"
Budgets do not come from the White House. They come from Congress, and
the party that controlled Congress since January 2007 is the Democrat
Furthermore, the Democrats controlled the budget process for 2008 &
2009 as well as 2010 & 2011.
In that first year, they had to contend with George Bush, which caused
them to compromise on spending, when Bush somewhat belatedly got tough
on spending increases.
For 2009 though, Nancy Pelosi & Harry Reid bypassed George Bush
entirely, passing continuing resolutions to keep government running
until Barack Obama could take office. At that time, they passed a
massive omnibus spending bill to complete the 2009 budgets.
And where was Barack Obama during this time? He was a member of that
very Congress that passed all of these massive spending bills, and he
signed the omnibus bill as President to complete 2009.
If the Democrats inherited any deficit, it was the 2007 deficit, the
last of the Republican budgets. That deficit was the lowest in five
years, and the fourth straight decline in deficit spending. After that,
Democrats in Congress took control of spending, and that includes
Barack Obama, who voted for the budgets.
If Obama inherited anything, he inherited it from himself. In a
nutshell, what Obama is saying is "I inherited a deficit that I voted
for and then I voted to expand that deficit four-fold since January
There is no way this will be widely publicized unless each of us sends
Sunday, May 20, 2012
HEY, WASN'T THIS US ?
A little house with three bedrooms,
one bathroom and one car on the street.
A mower that you had to push
to make the grass look neat.
In the kitchen on the wall
we only had one phone,
And no need for recording things,
someone was always home.
We only had a living room
where we would congregate,
unless it was at mealtime
in the kitchen where we ate.
We had no need for family rooms
or extra rooms to dine.
When meeting as a family
those two rooms would work out fine.
We only had one TV set
and channels maybe two,
But always there was one of them
with something worth the view.
For snacks we had potato chips
that tasted like a chip.
And if you wanted flavor
there was Lipton's onion dip.
Store-bought snacks were rare because
my mother liked to cook
and nothing can compare to snacks
in Betty Crocker's book.
Weekends were for family trips
or staying home to play.
We all did things together --
even go to church to pray.
When we did our weekend trips
depending on the weather,
no one stayed at home because
we liked to be together.
Sometimes we would separate
to do things on our own,
but we knew where the others were
without our own cell phone.
Then there were the movies
with your favorite movie star,
and nothing can compare
to watching movies in your car.
Then there were the picnics
at the peak of summer season,
pack a lunch and find some trees
and never need a reason.
Get a baseball game together
with all the friends you know,
have real action playing ball --
and no game video.
Remember when the doctor
used to be the family friend,
and didn't need insurance
or a lawyer to defend?
The way that he took care of you
or what he had to do,
because he took an oath and strived
to do the best for you.
Remember going to the store
and shopping casually,
and when you went to pay for it
you used your own money?
Nothing that you had to swipe
or punch in some amount,
and remember when the cashier person
had to really count?
The milkman used to go
from door to door,
And it was just a few cents more
than going to the store.
There was a time when mailed letters
came right to your door,
without a lot of junk mail ads
sent out by every store.
The mailman knew each house by name
and knew where it was sent;
there were not loads of mail addressed
to "present occupant."
There was a time when just one glance
was all that it would take,
and you would know the kind of car,
the model and the make.
They didn't look like turtles
trying to squeeze out every mile;
they were streamlined, white walls, fins
and really had some style.
One time the music that you played
whenever you would jive,
was from a vinyl, big-holed record
called a forty-five.
The record player had a post
to keep them all in line
and then the records would drop down
and play one at a time.
Oh sure, we had our problems then,
just like we do today
and always we were striving,
trying for a better way.
Oh, the simple life we lived
still seems like so much fun,
how can you explain a game,
just kick the can and run?
And why would boys put baseball cards
between bicycle spokes
and for a nickel, red machines
had little bottled Cokes?
This life seemed so much easier
and slower in some ways.
I love the new technology
but I sure do miss those days.
So time moves on and so do we
and nothing stays the same,
but I sure love to reminisce
and walk down memory lane.
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