Trouble in Paradise!

OMG and HOW SAD, for me. It has been 10 days since my last post, my dear internets, and not one of y’all have called or emailed to check on my well being. Humph! (thanks for the snail mail card Deanna)

So what’s going on and all that you may want to know, or maybe not. {insert sad face here} I have not had any leftover MoJo / Inspiration / fodder to share with y’all. See it’s all because I was abducted by a space ship. Not the typical silver saucer with lights all around it, nope. It was one of those cigar shaped ones, no sillies not a Zeppelin but close, I guess if I had to make a reach for what it looked like…other than a cigar but way bigger, no huge’r than a cigar.

Sadly or fortunately I don’t remember much, not really. It was all like one moment I was dancing naked in the backyard trying to conjure up some rain and swoosh I was in this vast room. I mean hole E cow can y’all image! There I was all naked and junk in a colossal, too brightly lit room…all and I do mean ALL of me exposed. {shudder} Oh wait I forgot something {Cue: spooky space or techno music} So again there I was like all Nake Ed and so I just stood there looking around and thinking, What happened? Did I fall and hit my noggin in my wild foray of a dance routine? Did lightning strike me and now I’m in a coma? What!!

“No”, echoed this tiny voice.

Yeah, weird as I expected, and why did I expect, this big booming voice to answer too. So I twirled around trying to see who or what said that. Nothing, I saw nothing but empty space. Then I heard the tiny echo say, I’m up here. Duh!” I snapped my head up - Hole E Mole E! Standing on this weee witty bitty platform thingie was a little dude. At least I guess it was a dude, it had no…umm… well he had no boobs okay. So yeah, dude. Now picture this (oh you can kill the music IF you want) he was wearing a striped shirt of red, white and yes blue and had on pants, no not blue jeans, they were these green plaid, yellow and black. I know how crazy is that? And Orange tiny shoes, sort of Italian leather looking or made from Nagua’s (Naugahyde, umm yeah they are real).

I said, “Just what is going on here and who ta H E double hockey sticks are you?” While in my head I was all like whoa (as Joey says) and my legs were feeling a little jello’ie and not from my super and duper dance routine either. Then he shook his butt, at least I guess it was his butt it was behind him anyway and said something, it didn’t echo so I don’t know what it was. My hearing is not as good as it used to be ya know.

And next thing y’all and I know, I was in my bed and it was thundering and raining. No - not inside my head Silly, Outside and by that I don’t mean inside my house either.

To wrap up this post that went nowhere {along with me} the moral of this…the point is to…awh heck Don’t NEVER EVER do a rain dance when you are naked and “they” are cruising the night skies on a joy ride.

Have you ever been Abducted my dear internets?

Hello are you there?

This will probably

Piss some of my dear internets off, but I still have to say it (love me anyways)

First let me say that I do believe we all get what’s coming to us.

I want to talk about the verdict of the Anthony case in Florida. I truly don’t know if the mother killed her little girl or not (God knows). I do know that no matter what the BIASED Media or Law Officials may present as rumor, alleged, suspected, best guessed, leaked – whatever, is NOT reason enough to convict ANYONE of ANY crime. In America we ARE Assumed INNOCENT until PROVEN Guilty in a Court of Law (NOT by the Media/Public Opinion/Mob). Without adequate physical evidence a Jury is VERY MUCH justified in making a decision based on REASONABLE DOUBT and delivering an acquittal.

The morals and values of ANY defendant are not what are on trail, it is the crime that was perpetrated and the question of whether the defendant is guilty of having committed that crime.

A person's behavior before or after a crime are not reason enough to convict them. Not everyone is the same mentally; we all have a capacity for different things at different levels. We all grieve in different ways, some people never grieve and therefore don’t get past the death or shock of a situation.

All you have to do is watch any cop show to see that SOMETIMES they get so focused on a certain person they cannot see past the nose on their face. I would point out the Jon Benet case where they had, footprints, fingerprints and DNA of two strangers and yet the finger was always and only pointed at the parents. I caution EACH AND EVERY ONE of you to always seek legal counsel (an attorney) before answering ANY questions by law officials; it may just save your own a$$.

IF the mother did it, then yes she got away with murder, IF she did not then human justice will not be finished until the actual murderer is caught, tried, convicted and sentenced OR they are dead and met our maker, God.

IF the mother actually did it, I can assure you it is not the first time someone got away with murder, nor will it, sadly, be the last. But know this - there are thousands of innocent people in prisons and those that have already received death because of a crime they DID NOT commit.

I am sorry the little girl was killed, just as I am sorry for the millions of other people that have been murdered and their deaths go unsolved.

Please join me as I pray for peace for the ALL the families of this and other crimes.

WE ALL GET WHAT IS COMING TO US if not in this life then in the next

Fancy - Smanchy

Surprise! I am Stylish. Really? No it must be true, surely, because Cathy C.’s Hall of Fame says so. What ya don’t believe me? I’ll prove it…

See I told ya so. Lalala

Thank you dear Cathy, I am tickled to receive this. It’s purdy and shinny looking. And as with all most some (when I feel like it) awards there are rules. AND because Cathy made it sound like fun’age I’m game to play by the rules.

First thank & link to the blogger who bestowed the loveliness upon you Check & Done

Second Pass it on to 1 or 2 deserving bloggers Check & Done (see below)

Third Congratulate said deserving bloggers Check & Done (I hope)

Fourth Share 7 things about myself. Okay so here is where I’m gonna deviate a little’ish (Cathy thinks they should be “true”) and all I can say my dear internets is that it’s up to y’all to believe them as true or not. {insert crazy laughter of your choice here} BTW some may seem like CopyCat things, but hey lots of us share in similar life experiences. Check & Done  sooooo Get ready…Cause here we go…

1.  I freeze up when it comes to typing things about myself, however my family says I never shut up about how fabulous my dear internets are. (& everyone says aw)

2.  I avert my eyes, or close them, when nearing a “sleeping” animal on the road, a not so good idea in heavy traffic OH and I try my best, absolute best not to roll over said sleeping critters. El Yucko!

3.  I do NOT drive over high overpasses / bridges, I have actually pulled to the side of the road and made someone else drive (whether they knew how to drive or not)

4.  I once knocked down someone’s mail box while driving a friends truck without a license and as luck would have it I got away with it But the mail box, as it turned out, belonged to a future boss. I know too funny--right?

5.  I refuse to eat asparagus or spare-guts as I call ‘em, but unlike Cathy I don’t just think they smells funny…that is some nasty a$$ed smelling green stick things that look too much like snakes to me. Just saying.

6.  Musical talent runs in my family, my oldest daughter plays(ed) saxophone – brilliant, 1 son played trumpet really well, 1 son plays a mean guitar and me…well I’m a poet.

7.  When I don’t like eating a certain food I tell people that I’m allergic to it. Hey don’t judge me, people forgive you for being allergic, BUT they insist you would “like” it the way they fix it and on and on with the you should try it and it’s soo good and what’s wrong with you – infinity. Thanks but no, I’m allergic. The End

So there are 7 things about me, true or not, copied or shared life experience. And now to pass this super & duper Stylish Blogger Award to …I know wait for it {so quiet I could hear a pin drop IF I dropped one)

My dear internet & yours  the ever Dancing Daisy, you are stylin' and I pick you {get picking a Daisy as in a flower} and then there is, well I’d bestow it upon Brian of WayStationOne, because he is swell - but it doesn’t look like he does the “award” thing; however it’s yours should you like to grab it Brian. Okay and moving on to another dear internet & yours Elizabeth, a swell stylin' person that lifts others up. Now that is strong lol stylin' in a steal sort of way. 

So I expect y'all to have a super & duper & SAFE fire free 4th of JULY