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I don't play games. I like simple, yet I'm a conundrum. My motto is if it was easy, where would the fun in that be! Though I am expressing my own opinions in my blog posts, I am not expressing it necessarily to persuade you to think my way, but to make you think about a subject period. I also like to dabble in poetry, romance & other such inspirations that come to me. And sometimes, I just want to post something that amuses me!! Thanks for allowing me to share my random thoughts and thanks for reading!

Pence’s Private Email Surfaces – what a hypocrite


I’ve been pretty busy lately. Haven’t even heard Spicer news. And I certainly hadn’t heard about this . . . so had to reblog!

You can’t change stupid or superiority behavior . . . and in this instance it makes you more of a hypocrite . . .

Just something I was thinking about . . .

The Fifth Column

Photo Of Hillary Reading About Pence’s Private Email Surfaces, And It’s The Most Heartbreaking Thing You’ll See This Week (TWEETS)Image via Twitter

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You remember that one company that used to stuff your mailbox full of coasters installation discs every single goddamn day of the week, your only reprieve from the madness being Sunday? Well, America Online finally discovered what it takes to be relevant: apparently Mike Pence uses it.

On Thursday, the Indianapolis Star revealed that not only did the Vice President use private email — something for which Donald Trump’s opponent, Hillary Clinton, was demonized — but he conducted state business on an insecure, almost-forgotten service that was presumed dead long ago. Unlike Hillary Clinton’s private email server, Pence’s AOL account was hacked.

Clinton was spotted on a flight from Boston to New York on Friday and a passenger managed to catch the very moment the former Secretary of State saw the USA Today headline about Pence’s private email. The passenger sent the photo to friends…

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I Got You Babe – Song Lyric Sunday


Oh Happy Sunday!!!

I’ve been trying to get back in the saddle and swing, and Song Lyric Sunday is one of my favorite exercises in sharing 🙂  Helen Espinosa hosts this great prompt idea.

I wrote a post for my other blog – Windchimes and Dreamcatchers, and it really got me to thinking. On that platform, I post poetry, fiction, romance, and writing prompts that I don’t think fit the platform of this blog, and usually never anything personal. As I was working on it, I wrote one line that just hit home something fierce 🙂

Helen’s prompt for today is to share a LOVE song in honor of Valentine’s Day (and her upcoming wedding – YAY!!)

I’ve been with my husband going on 40 years. We met when I was 16, he was 18; we got our first apartment when I was 17. Neither of us could wait to get out on our own and live our own lives – together 🙂 Though we didn’t make much money, we managed and still had enough to have quite a bit of fun close to home. We were together about eight years when we decided to start our little family.

Though I couldn’t begin to count all the love songs that have been close to my heart for different reasons at different times, I have a few all-time favorites. I shared a couple of those on my other blog, yeah, I said a couple 😉

As I was writing a line below the video for Sonny & Cher’s I Got You Babe, and listening to the song, I couldn’t help but tear up. This was our song from the very beginning. It wasn’t all that old in 1978, we really were pretty young. But something about when we talked (and when we didn’t), we just knew we were soulmates – and yes I believe in that sort of thing 🙂

It’s just a simple little ditty, some might even say corny now – but it is so much more. So, here it is, the song that probably would be my #1 go-to love song to describe us ❤

 

I Got You Babe – Performed by Sonny & Cher

They say we’re young and we don’t know
We won’t find out until we grow
Well I don’t know if all that’s true
‘Cause you got me, and baby I got you

Babe
I got you babe
I got you babe

They say our love won’t pay the rent
Before it’s earned, our money’s all been spent
I guess that’s so, we don’t have a pot
But at least I’m sure of all the things we got

Babe
I got you babe
I got you babe

I got flowers in the spring
I got you to wear my ring
And when I’m sad, you’re a clown
And if I get scared, you’re always around

Don’t let them say your hair’s too long
‘Cause I don’t care, with you I can’t go wrong
Then put your little hand in mine
There ain’t no hill or mountain we can’t climb

Babe
I got you babe
I got you babe

I got you to hold my hand
I got you to understand
I got you to walk with me
I got you to talk with me
I got you to kiss goodnight
I got you to hold me tight
I got you, I won’t let go
I got you to love me so

I got you babe
I got you babe
I got you babe
I got you babe
I got you babe
I got you babe
I got you babe
I got you babe

Written by Sonny Bono • Copyright © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc

Anyway, just something I was thinking about . . . my soulmate, our life . . . ❤

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Gold Plated Ham – SoCS


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[I want to thank Linda Hill for her Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt today – Ham.]

Donald Trump is a ham. His ego is so huge, because his self-esteem has to overinflate itself AND be publicly acknowledged to overcome the damage done when he was the only child of five sent away. (Yeah, I threw in a little armchair psychologist there!)

Just yesterday, he ordered 350 more gold-plated Cross pens (made in China) because he has already handed out, after one use I might add, 150. My dad was in the service my entire childhood & the pens they used then & the ones government employees use now are Skilcraft – which by the way are made by blind and disabled Americans here in America. Being somewhat of a pen/pencil connoisseur, I can tell you they write just as a good as a Cross.

When we are trillions in debt, in all honesty, why are we wasting pens? Sometimes tradition has to go by the wayside when times are tough . . . I know this first hand & most recent. Every little thing adds up. I used to work as a purchaser for the government & I also know when you are given a budget & you don’t use it all they reduce your budget the next year – so you are encouraged to spend your money whether you need to that year or not – which is crazy. Think about it – if we all did that, we’d never have anything saved. Just seems so wasteful to me . . .

The President also said the media was an enemy to the people of this country. He only likes media outlets that toot his egotistical horn. How dangerous his statement is – if you don’t feel it . . . it’s dictator-speak. Not unlike that of Stalin and other “leaders” who were destructive and evil in their throne of power.

I am a trained journalist. I fact check (through several different reliable sources) statements of fact that I write about, regardless of my own opinion. I believe in the power of journalism – NOT fake news or alternative facts, but true unbiased fact sharing journalism. There are still true journalists out there reporting the facts, even if you have to seek them out.

So I say again . . . President Trump is a ham, and too much ham will always cause bloat and discomfort and could lead to other more serious issues . . .

Just something I was thinking about . . .

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A little piece of me died today . . .


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A little piece of me died today . . .

What more can I say . . . All I can do now is pray . . .

Yes, I watched it (well most of it) – the inauguration  . . .

Hard to swallow these feelings of consternation . . .

Just something I was thinking about . . .

RIP Leon


 

I saw Leon Russell twice – once in 1976 or 1977, The Leon & Mary Russell Wedding Tour and then again in June of 2013. He was one of my all time favorite singer songwriters. He really was a brilliant composer and pianist. I’m so grateful that even though he is gone, I will always be able to enjoy his music, and the memories it evokes ❤

RIP Mr. Russell  . . . we have all been blessed by your gifts -)

Just something I was thinking about . . .

Never thought I’d see the day


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Wow – I started my day by turning on the TV before I got out of bed, and then I saw it – Trump Is President-elect. I won’t lie to you, tears flowed. I was so depressed, it was hard to get out of my bed and go to work this morning. But, being as it’s a new job, I had to get up and face the day. AND that’s what you do – face adversity square in the face.

The least qualified person to ever run for president has won. What does that say about our country? The world now really seems so different, so upside down, so lost . . .

It was a hard day. Add that to the fact that my best friends’ mom is probably dying, and I was a hot mess, for sure. I had a teary morning at work, luckily by myself, and then I pulled it together.

Now, I just got home from a dinner of Mexican food and margaritas, to celebrate I don’t know what, maybe the beginning of the end,  and I hear there are Trump anti-protests in several cities.

I have to admit, I blame the Democratic National Convention (DNC) for their misstep. Truth is, they cheated Bernie Sanders out of the nomination. They did everything they could to ensure he was not their nominee, even though Bernie WAS the predicted winner some time ago.

It was so bad, even I , who always thought I would relish a woman candidate for president in my lifetime, was stymied. It’s definitely been a tough bittersweet election cycle. Knowing Bernie got screwed made it hard to be loud and proud about our first modern female presidential candidate.

I hate to say it, but you get what you get. America wanted something new and different, and that’s what they got. The Democrats didn’t give them that option, but somehow the Republicans did. Being a praying person, all I can do is pray that God guides Trump to be the  positive change America believes he is. That and wring my hands, just a little.

Oh and as an aside – I can’t wait to win so much that I get sick of winning and to become rich beyond my belief – we shall see (after the three and a half years I’ve been through) . . . but not holding my breath. (That was Trump’s promise!)

How are you feeling today? Sad, scared, hopeful?

Just something I was thinking about . . .

 

 

 

 

It’s like a train wreck!


I know “the opera ain’t over till the fat lady sings.”

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But, it’s looking like it might be bad, and I have a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. AND I never took anything for granted, as I saw the “jump on the Trump bandwagon” steamroll early on.

I’m not sure I can take anymore of this speculating, and I’m tired and thankfully I have a job to get up for early in the morning. But like a train wreck, I am just not sure I can turn away, shut the TV off, and actually go to sleep. (Though, my neck was really bothering me today, so I took a muscle relaxer not too long ago.)

liberty-past-by-brianleefineartsRight now I am seeing Clinton with 209 electoral votes, and the “Don” with 228 of those votes. Winning involves garnering 270 electoral votes. Am I worried – you fucking betcha!!

I just don’t get it . . . 😦

They reported earlier that the Dow is expected to plunge tomorrow . . . so glad we pulled what little money we had left out of the market just in time!

I just heard the Canadian website crashed, due to all the Americans who now want to leave. The news pundits are comparing it to Brexit. OMG!!!

Are you watching the results come in? Your thoughts, feelings?

Just something I was thinking about . . .

Sadie Got A Job!!


Hello my blog buds! I know it has been a while since I wrote or visited anyone. I have been really busy lately, because finally, after almost three and a half years, I am gainfully employed!! It’s not exactly the job I wanted or even remotely where I wanted to be, but it’s a decent job that pays fairly well and has benefits – all things I have been without for quite some time. I feel truly blessed and am so grateful! 🙂

After being out of work so long, I must admit, I am also really tired – we work a 9-80 schedule, and these 9-hour days are tough after riding the couch (metaphorically speaking) for so long! I won’t lie, after most, if not all, of those hours on the computer at work, I have not been on much at home. My eyes and butt need a break from the screen and the chair . . . 😉

Anyway, I wanted to share my good news with you all, as I know you have been in my corner, rooting for and supporting me. I have missed reading all of your wonderful posts and plan to get back in the swing of reading again, even if I don’t post much. Just trying to get my schedule down. I’ve been back to work for close to 3 weeks now, but I’m sure I’ll get acclimated soon. (I was behind on my post reading before that, which didn’t help!)

I hope this finds you all doing well! I will be catching up with you soon . . . probably in a stalkerish kind of binge ❤

Now if my husband could find a good job, we’d be back in the saddle again . . .

Just something I was thinking about . . .

I’m NOT Out – Song Lyric Sunday


In honor of Song Lyric Sunday – this week’s prompt was to share a song that helps pull you out of a dark place.  I really enjoy this prompt – I love music and it is a huge part of my life.

I have so many songs that I listen to when I am in a dark place (for differing reasons), so I had a hard time picking one out. Lately, this little ditty – though short on verse, is long on energy with its driving beat – has been part of my play list. Hope you enjoy it 🙂

I’m Down by The Almost

Lyrics courtesy of Google PLay Music
I had a dream I was giving up
I had a hole in my side
A shallow grave would be just enough
To bury me and my pride
I’m down, but I’m not out I’m down
Don’t count me out
I feel so desperate to waste this day
I ain’t got nothing to lose, no
I feel like giving it all away
Cause I got nothing to prove
Don’t even know who I am no more
Can’t recognize my own face
I’d burn it all and just walk away
For a moment of grace
I’m down, but I’m not out I’m down
Don’t count me out
Just something I was thinking about . . .
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Your Third Party Vote Scares Me


I had to reblog this, as these are my thoughts exactly!! I have been that rebellious voter . . . and my preferred candidate is no longer in the race. But this year, I can’t take the chance with the future of this country, my grandchildren’s future, the world as I have known it.

Even if Hillary is not your candidate, she’s got to be the lesser of the two evils. If there was ever a time NOT to follow the road less traveled, exert your independence, and say “fuck you” to the establishment – THIS is that time . . .

Just something I was thinking about . . .

Drifting Through

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Third Party voters. You’re everywhere. You’re young, you’re old. You’re Independents, or you’re disillusioned Democrats and Republicans. There’s a lot of you this time around.

And it scares the hell out of me.

You might think I’m being dramatic. Or experiencing some longest election year ever hysteria.

But right now there is a racist, bigoted, nationalistic, white supremacist baiting, federal reserve illiterate, foreign and  domestic policy ignorant, dangerous narcissist applying for the job of the most powerful person in the world.

And your protest vote could very well be the reason he gets the job.

I get it. You’re fed up. Frustrated. And you’re going to walk into that voting booth in November and vote your conscience.

But I don’t know if we can afford your conscience.

Your moral vote, your election day purity, your clean conscious, they are all luxuries we can’t afford in this election year. Not when…

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