Question of Morality

July 23, 2009

I’m having writers block.  It’s probably because I’m writing on two blogs, and Helium.  And working on my genealogy stuff.   Needless to day I visited my favorite Thursday meme Thursday Thunks and found this topic. It actually made me go “Hmmmmmmmmmmm.”

    You walk into a store and the cashier is being held up by a robber. The robber’s accomplice is dead on the floor at your feet with a shotgun laying next to him. The robber does not see you, but the cashier does – what do you do?

 This kinda opens things up for all kinds of moral dilemma’s now doesn’t it? On one hand, I don’t believe that I have the right to decide who lives or dies in this world. Not my job, and I don’t get paid to make those decisions.  But then again, I owe it to the cashier to help out, to protect his/her life as his/her fellow Man/Woman.  Add to that, I’m a recovering Redneck, and it’s my inherent mindset that if there is a gun at your feet to pick it up and point it somewhere.  I try to overcome that nature of mine, but sometimes it just doesn’t work.

So back to the question of morality: Would I pick up the shotgun and point it at the bad guy and tell him to drop his gun or I will I go head behind the rack of Hostess cupcakes and quietly try to dial 911?

I can’t lie, I’d sneak the gun away and go hide behind the fruit pies, dial 911, set the open phone on the shelf next to the Ho-ho’s and then cater to my redneck tendencies and use the shotgun to make the Bad guy reach for the sky.

but that is just me…What about you?


Unconditional Love

July 19, 2009

I wrote my first article at Helium about Unconditional Love. Take a look and let me know what you think.

Growing up…

July 17, 2009

I am all kinds of confuzzled today….My 19 year old son (who is in the Marines, Semper Fi, thankyouverymuch) had surgery on his wrist last night and I was rather vexed that I couldn’t be there for him.  He was however kind enough to send me a picture message Post-op of himself with the subject of “Well, I’m still alive.”

Sometimes I think I need to thawamp that boys mother for raising such a smart ***.  Then reality kicks in and I realize that I don’t have it in me to thawamp myself.

My precious girls are losing their baby teeth left and right.  Last night my Buggaboo, the youngest of the two girls by one minutes lost her second top front tooth.  I’m not sure who was more upset, her for having to work the tooth out, or me which I looked at her toothless smile and realized that another one of my babies is growning up.  Then she insisted that I take a picture on my phone of her smile to send to the previously mentioned big brother.

I was fine until I woke up at 5 AM this morning and realized that I had gone to bed without exchanging the tooth for the dollar (to show that the Tooth Fairy had shown up and taken the tooth.  Panicked, I snuck in the girls bedroom and carefully made the exchange, all the while trying to shush our toy poodle who seems to think that the bedroom is actually her domain and she just lets the girls sleep there.

Another Childhood Myth disaster averted. 

I was spent.  At 5 AM. 

Oy vey.


Movie Review–Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince

July 14, 2009

Perhaps some spoiler space is in order, although if you have read the series, it is rather redundent…Don’t read further if you are anti-spoiler



okay, so the 23 y/o and I went to a pre-screening of the New Harry Potter Movie last night.  As with the last two movies, there were things that were omitted for the sake of time constraints that should have been included IMO.   Overall I’d have to say that this was well done for the 5 venture to Hogwarts.  During the first part of the movie the majority of the audience was chuckling consistently at the inside jokes that only a follower of the previous movies can truly appreicate.

I have to say that the character of Ron has exceeded my expectations as the comic relief portion of the Hogwarts trio.  Rupert Grint has some amazing timing and that’s just about as much as I can say…well let’s just say that you have to imagine the Character of Ron swooning like a love sick puppy, and then being the relunctant toy of one Lavander Brown.  The Relationship between Herminone and Ron, Harry and Ginny moved along nicely without being too smaltzy.

IMO the one thing that this movie missed the mark with, was the explaination of who the Half Blood Prince was and why he was called the Half Blood Prince.  There was no explaination, just a “I am the half blood prince” by said character.

Overall, not a bad flick.  I think it’s perfect for Tweens and teen and adults.   The last half hour was intense enough with “scary” drama that I wouldn’t take anyone younger to see it in the theatre.  But that’s just me…when it comes out on DVD, the girls will most likely watch it with me so I can answer any questions.

Welcome to “Wading in the Gene Pool”

July 13, 2009

I created a blog for my genealogy stuff.  If you see dead folks like I do, take a look.

Wading in the Gene Pool…

Random Links

July 12, 2009

I have had a rough day. I spent it running errands in 107 degree heat (but hey it’s a dry heat, which explains why instead of just merely sweating, it feels like my skin is going to peel off in sheets but I digress. Then I come home and all the kids are some kind of discombobulated. The Twins were just being mean and crabby and didn’t want to listen…then the baby was cranky but she went to nap for 3 hours so that worked out…but then the grandbaby was just being high maintenance. I wanted to post but it’s 9:30 PM and the kids are finally asleep….I wanted to post something but for the life of me my brain hurts and I can’t think of anything even remotely intelligent to share with the world….

So I Stumbled around and that I’d share them with y’all.

The Bards Tales-Name Generation.–> This appeals to me only because I love to write but hate coming up with names for characters.

—> OMG…I have to say this one is slightly off color, so if you are easily disgusted by slight toilet humor, you probably should pass on this one. But if you are warped like me, you will love it.

and this I found and it’s made me go..hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..

DefineNecessityremix Okay that’s about all I can handle now…my brain still hurts and now I’m nodding off.

My Obsession.

July 10, 2009

I can’t help it.  I see dead people everywhere.  I have books of my father’s family that go back to 1700, in one, line and 1600 in another, I have my mother’s family back to 1600 in France.  I’ve even decided to step up and trace my husbands family line back to Norway and to prove that he has an ancester directly related to Bonnie Parker.  I see Dead People.  I see them trying to show me who they are and how they lived.  I see old black and white scanned pictures of men and women that have contributed to my gene pool but have never met me.  I have been known to wake up at two AM, thinking of a new search criteria to find another dead ancestor.

I don’t know when I developed this obsession, but I am relieved to know I am not the only person out there who sees dead people.  I know why I see them.  I want my children and grand children to have an idea where they come from, who they might have been…

Imagine my shock 7 years ago when I realized that the precious baby that I had  planned for was actually a PAIR of beautiful mirror image girls….There were no instances of twins in my family or my husbands….or so I thought….

My great-great aunts were twins.  Hmmmm.  Like I said, I see dead people everywhere.  I see them in the eyes of my girls, or in a mannerism.  My grandaughter is staying with us temporarily, and apparently she has developed my raising of the eyebrow.   That mannerism has been passed down for at least 4 generations in my life time, and rumored to have been present in two more generations. 

Sometimes to see where we need to go, we need to have a clear understanding of where we have been.  I hope that my girls grow up sharing my obsession with personal family history.

Bountiful Fruit

July 7, 2009

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Death and Dignity.

July 7, 2009

The following Headlines are screaming at me from

  • Farewell to the King of Pop
  • Fans across country mourn Jackson
  • LA wants help paying for Jackson Memorial
  • Fans assemble for Jackson Memorial
  • Web braces for Michael Jackson onslaught.

I am a child of the 80’s. I be-bopped around my house listening to Michael Jackson’s “going to be starting something.” Thriller was the second cassette tape I ever owned. I memorized every dance step in the “Beat it” video. I LOVED his music. I was in Junior High, it was expected. As an adult, I questioned his motives and whether the complaints or allegations with his “inappropriate” behavior with minors. As a parent, I was wary.

I received an email from CNN’s breaking news stating that “Michael Jackson’s golden coffin is placed in front of the stage as his memorial service gets under way in Los Angeles.” I am appalled. Let the man go. He was not a saint. He WAS a gifted musician who changed the course of the pop music genre. He WAS a good spokeperson for the charities and causes that he believed in.  He WAS able to use his “stroke” to bring awareness to issues.  But he WAS also a man, one that dangled his third child from the balcony as a joke. He WAS a man with his demons. He WAS NOT a God. He WAS NOT royalty. He WAS NOT perfect.

I truly believe that Liz Taylor has it right. She is bypassing the public spectacle and choosing instead to pay her respects in private. That is unlike the Jackson family themselves.  That’s how it should be. Paris Jackson should not be expected at her age to publicly speak on her father’s death at this time.   Show the man (and his children) some dignity, and let him go get the peace in death that he never received (and yet so obviously was desperate for) in life.

Kids same the damnedest things

June 19, 2009

“Daddy, are your going to call God? If you do, he can let you talk to YOUR daddy.”

This came from my Diva twin 6 Year old last night. We had just found out that my hubby’s stepdad died last January and no one told us.


Baby Angel/Baby Justice

May 19, 2009

Baby Justice.

I really need to stop looking at CNN. This kind of stuff is heartbreaking.

Emailing on Autopilot, huh?

April 2, 2009

I use Gmail as my primary email address and for the most part I am very happy about it.  I logged into today and noticed a new link on the top of the page.  It’s called Gmail Autopilot.  It will respond to your email for you.

Excuse me?  I have enough difficult monitoring my own tone in email…I doubt an automated system will do better.  I’m too damn snarky for that….

What happens if a sender and recipient both have Autopilot on?
Two Gmail accounts can happily converse with each other for up to three messages each. Beyond that, our experiments have shown a significant decline in the quality ranking of Autopilot’s responses and further messages may commit you to dinner parties or baby namings in which you have no interest.


Parental Accountability….

March 23, 2009

Once Again, this post was inspired by CNN.

There is an article with an excerpt by Jack any case, the article has Cafferty’s perceptions that parents are not taking responsibility for their children….Wait, let me clarify, they are not accepting accountability for their Children. Here’s a quote:

“Parents’ growing inability to impose manners and limits on their kids when the kids are in school is reflected in record dropout rates, as well as teen drug and alcohol abuse, teen sex, and unwed pregnancies. Maybe it’s parenting that’s on the decline, more than the schools. “

I agree with this. Parents have given up on raising their children with disipline….but whereas Cafferty pretty much chalks this up to “it has to do with the breakdown of authority, the collapse of strong family structure, and the abdication of parental responsibility, dictated in part by the necessity that both parents work.” I believe there is some truth in this, but his point actually makes mine as well.

The reality is that we are a society of extremists. In a matter of 50 years we have gone from corporal disipline in the home to “time outs.” We went from children being un-spared by the rod, to realizing that sometimes parents went overboard and that was abuse, to those children growing up and out of rebellion and out of spite, deciding to do the opposite and go into uber-“nuture” mode and placate their children.

Don’t get me wrong. My dad was strict. My dad went overboard to the point where I had bruises on my backside more often then not. Did I deserve it? Who knows. I didn’t think of myself as a bad kid…but I lack the parental perspective on my kidself. But dad, right wrong or indifferent taught me something about accountability and responsibility.

I know children today in my family that didn’t have that kind of disipline and I do believe that there is a correlation between a lack of disipline and the lack of control and bounderies that most children today have….I’m not saying that beating your kids is the way to go…if you don’t feel right spanking, I’m okay with that BUT you have to counter that with something that teaches accountability.

Cafferty is correct…no child is more special then another. To us, yes they are, but to society? No. I hope that more parents start to understand that we are raising a generation of narsicisstic children who have no concepts of bounderies….What’s funny to me is that when I was growing up as a teen ager and a young adult, all I heard was that corporal punishment only teach violence and that disipline was not the way to go, that it bred devient behavior.

So what does raising a child with no concept of boundries breed?

Parenting is not easy and those pesky kids don’t have the common courtesy to come with an owners manual, but at some point parents have to actually take the time to RAISE their children, not just coddle them. There has to be a middle ground between the velvet glove and the iron fist. The trick is to find it.

Spread the word–> Lizzie Bell and the power of One Pint

March 23, 2009

So Keith and I will occassionally watch Ty’s folks on Exreme Makeover Home Edition. Well last night one of his co-workers called and told him that he had to watch last nights episode because if featured a local family from Tucson, The Bells. Here’s the gist behind the the show. Anyway, I’m such a sap and I gotta say, this little girl is one smart cookie. Unbelievably so. And it doesn’t stop there…her little sister (who is two years younger and already 3 inches taller then Lizzie) is a very sweet little girl (of twelve) who loves sports. I think the thing that got to me the most was a comment that the Dad made during one of the segments. He told on of the Makerover folks that he had just sold his truck to pay some bills and that he felt that he had failed in taking care of his family. Whoa…This is a man who has a child that has special needs and he has spent the past 14 years taking care of this child to the best of his ability, spending thousands and thousands on medical care and he has failed? I SO completely think not.

I’m babbling again, aren’t I? Back to the show. In any case, this amazing little girl (of 14, it’s all relative to me)has a rare blood disorder, and her life depends getting transfusions every few weeks. She has made it her goal to help spread the word about donating blood. She also helped found create “Lizzie’s Loot” a program that collects toys for children who are in the hospital.

Anyway, DO me a favor, Visit this little girls family’s site The John P Bell foundation and take a look. And for Lizzie, Go donate a pint of blood. You’ll save a life…perhaps one day your own.

If you have a blog of your own and you read this, Give a mention about Little Miss Lizzie and what she is asking us to do. Spread the word.

Sunday Cruising….

March 22, 2009

So Keith and I usually take Sunday morning and go out to the little flea market (called a swapmeet, in Tucson) and putz around…he gets to look for WWII collectibles and I get to expand my library of mindless reading…topped off with a killer Chile Rellano burro from one of the little vendors out named Sergio. Now Sergio and I have a this ongoing thing where he gets our food and we eat and then I get up to go and forget to pay….he’s pretty laid back about it…Keith gets more antsy about it…and he doesn’t really have any set price…I mean he has them listed on the wall but to be honest..we get the same thing every week and we don’t pay the same each week…it kinda depends on his mood…and how good his day has gone so far. Back to the story…

I ordered today same as always…Carne Asada burro (just meat, and salt please) for Keith, a Chile Rellano burro for me and two orders of Pan bread. Today Sergio brought me the burros and I waited. I turned around and asked him “Sergio? did you forget the Pan bread?” Naturally he was blushing that he did forget…I told him not to worry that he was just paying me back for the times that I have forgotten to pay him…it was “you had to be there” humor.

So I came home and checked my blogs stats as I do every time I log in….and I noticed that my traffic from yesterday’s post all came from a new referrer……interesting….it’s like flipping through the guide on a the TV in in 5 minutes or less…when you go to the site, it starts this surfing thing where you visit the blog for a few second just to see if you might be interested….then you can bookmark for later viewing. The site will then move onto the next site…We shall see if it’s a site that’s good to me…lol…

I’m feeling old today…maybe I will go take a nap. And actually take one instead of just talking about it.