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Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Mrs. Kravitz, and now Mr. Kravitz

Mrs. Kravitz. If you are of a certain age, or a fan of old television shows you know the name as the nosey, busybody neighbor on “Bewitched “.  I have used that name in past blog posts to refer to the neighbor across the street to my childhood home. Anything there was to know about anyone on the block, she knew it.  If a kid did something wrong, she told the kid’s mother. 

When I was a kid she busted my friend and I for getting up at the crack of dawn, sneaking out of our houses to play ‘tennis’ over my friend’s driveway gate.  We both just got new rackets and she was leaving on vacation in a couple of hours and we just HAD to play.

Fast forward to this year. My sister heard that Mrs. Kravitz was the victim of a gift card scam.  Some con man called saying her nephew was in jail, etc, etc.  She lost $400,000.  Probably her life savings. She was on the local news.  Really made me think, is she still “with it” enough to live alone?  Her husband was in an Alzheimer’s Care nursing home.  A month or so later he was on an Honor Flight, honoring him for his military service. He passed away about a month later. 

I was reading FB today, daughter of the neighbor next to Mrs. Kravitz.  She bought her parents home, as did a lot of the kids from my neighborhood.  She said she was on MR. KRAVITZ’s radar and wasn’t happy.  Being confused, I messaged her for clarification.  She has now nicknamed my old next door neighbor Mr. Kravitz because he called the Health Department on her for some nonsense violation.  I mentioned how when I was a kid, every now and then Mr. Kravitz would be drunk and threaten my Dad.  Fisticuffs would ensue, my Mom would call the police, the fight would be broken up.  Unbeknownst to me, her father also had run-ins with Mr. Kravitz where he called her father to come out into the street and fight like a man.  (Ah, the good ol’ days when you had a beef with someone and you settled it with your fists, instead of guns.)

Found out an interesting tidbit in my FB messaging with my childhood home had been sold again and a lesbian couple now own it.  I found this out by way of her telling me how Mr. Kravitz and his son got drunk one day.  They stood in their driveway yelling over to my childhood home “Dykes!” over and over.  Doesn’t surprise me.

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Wednesday, October 25, 2017

Pity...Party of One

Not been having good days. PT has been brutal. Last week I bailed after the first day and called in on day 2. This week is MTW. The past 2 nights have been spent with my back and hip completely iced. If I could get in the bathtub I’d have it filled with ice and just chill. While the ice does help with the discomfort (trust me, I’m really downplaying here), my hands and feet are frozen. I can’t get them warm at all. It’s likely that the pain will lessen as I build up my core, loosen the scar tissue knots, and stretch the muscles that were affected by the pre-surgery sciatica. For now, it’s not fun.

Ok, we’ve established I’m not feeling well. That translates to being SUPER cranky and hyper sensitive. I really can’t wait until today is over so I can heal some and look forward to being abused next week. <sigh> I only have MW, because my daughter has an appointment with a specialist in Chicago, so I have no ride for PT. My wife has to drive her. It’s actually better because then she will get all the information firsthand, rather than what my daughter can remember. 

I’m trying to go political news free. Whether it’s real, or fake, I just can’t deal with it right now. I have just too much going on personally to hear about anything else. I haven’t watched TV news for a long time. I usually get my news from Google, Facebook, and The View. I really dislike The View. The new co-host is like nails on a chalkboard to me. I need some escapism. If you have a show or movie to suggest, please, post in the comments.

I’m thinking I may need to go Facebook Free for awhile. No one really interacts with me anyway, even when I do make an effort. (Pity Party...) People’s posts are either inappropriate or really irritating. 
1.) Someone from my neighborhood growing up has a senior dog that truly needs to cross the rainbow bridge. All the commenters have to know it, yet no one is willing to say it. The dog doesn’t eat, is incontinent, in pain, and is just skin and bones. Personally, I think it’s cruel to let that poor dog suffer just so the selfish owner can have her dog around. Don’t paint me as uncaring, I’ve been there. It’s not an easy decision, but one that has to come from a loving place and not a place of selfishness.  
2.) Someone had posted complaining about a service they use. Others replied with their experiences with ‘like’ providers. Any suggestions made were met with flippant rudeness. That was last week. This week more complaining. Rather than getting caught in this person’s string of rants I Googled and found an article on troubleshooting the service. I have the same service. I really haven’t learned, and I should know better than to reply at all in response to this person’s rant posts, but I try to be a nice person, to be helpful. The reply? ‘Don’t have time for that now, I’m too busy with important things, blah blah blahbity blah.’ Oh...YOU’RE WELCOME! This same person wants my help with something. Just the way they said things just made me feel so “less than”, know what I mean? ‘I can show you how to do this and if you’re any good at it you can get one done in a minute.’ WOW! Didn’t realize they felt I was so ignorant. I’m a freakin’ Staff Accountant, not Tommy. (Pinball Wizard, fictional, from The Who song, I didn’t want to offend any other profession, I’m polite like that.) 

Oh, one more, why not? A couple of months ago I posted on a neighborhood app that I wanted to start a friends group on Facebook. I had been an admin in the past for an LGBT group (now defunct), so I know how to set it up, etc. A group to get together for coffee, a meal, poker, game night, etc. I left it open to anyone. The response was quite good. About 20 people joined, and I have a few people not on Facebook that want to be notified of events. Some of the people even Facebook friended me. Others? Well, they just faded away. One was a niece of Anastasia’s. I recognized her face and the name right away. I knew when she figured out who I was she would ghost me, and I was correct. The obvious hater. This lady wanted to email back and forth to see if she wanted to be friends. Like I have to apply to be her friend? Whateves. I knew I wasn’t going to hear from her after I sent my introduction email. That’s fine. I don’t want any haters. So we’ve had 1 coffee meet-up which was attended by someone we already personally know. Then we had a lunch meet-up with a guy and 2 women. I could just feel them figuring it out, you know, the wife and wife thing. We didn’t mention it at the first, but then why should we have to? Straight marrieds don’t have to call themselves out in such a small group. Anyway... I set up the 2 meet-ups and have encouraged others to either post events, or if they don’t know how, to let me know and I will post. ...And...crickets. It would just be nice to have a few friends, a friend. Why does it have to be so difficult to make new friends as an adult? Any thoughts?

So yeah, big time pity party.

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Let's Get Political, Political! ...First, the rules

There has been so much blogging fodder I really couldn't wait to start blogging again. I found an App that works fairly well, so let's go.

1. No hate. No hate based on age, color, national origin, citizenship status, physical or mental disability, race, religion, creed, gender, sex, sexual orientation, gender identity and/or expression, or genetic information.
2. No mention or reference to a political party. This just divides us further in a time where everything in the media is trying to tear away at the fabric of our democracy. 

  1. a system of government by the whole population or all the eligible members of a state, typically through elected representatives.

3. I will refer to the person currently holding the office of President as #45. Not POTUS, not Mr., not Drumpf,  not Orange man, not Cheeto-head, not some other derogatory term. #45 is accurate, it is the way I choose to refer to him.

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Tuesday, October 17, 2017


By now everyone on earth has heard about Harvey Weinstein. So many actresses have come forward in interviews and op-ed pieces in several publications.

I read on Red Head Ranting about the "#Me Too" Status Update. It was the first I have heard about it. It was also the first I have heard about women shutting down straight men and gay men who tried to tell their stories of rape, sexual assault, and sexual abuse.  Some women said "It's not your time to speak." Or 'It's not about you, it's about women right now.' 

Anyone who chooses to speak to someone about their rape, sexual assault, or sexual abuse should be RESPECTED. This is not something easy to confide in to someone. To me, this attitude of 'it's not your time' and 'it's about women now' just divides us all even more. Haven't we had enough with all the other disrespect going on? How about some empathy, some compassion? It seems like whatever is going on in the media, whatever it is, it is there to cause derision, to separate us, to pit one group against another. 

Thankfully I, myself, am not a part of "#Me Too", however, my daughter is. It happened when she was 11. She brought it up this weekend. She's having flashbacks. 

Anyone reading this, your takeaway from this post should be, not only to respect another's decision to make such a personal disclosure, but also:  maintain appropriate supervision over your children at all times when they are in your care. This did not happen on my watch, but you knew that. It broke my heart when she first disclosed this in therapy. I was there with her through the entire police investigation. I waited for her on the long visits with  the Children's Advocacy Center. I am there for her now, I will always be there for both my children.

Anyone who reveals their story of rape, sexual assault, or sexual abuse should be treated with empathy and compassion, nothing less. This is something that anyone who experiences it, carries it with them their entire life. It shouldn't matter their gender or gender identity. It also shouldn't matter whether they are straight, LGBTQ, or are a man being raped, sexually assaulted, or sexually abused by a woman.

Anyone reading who has experienced this, I am so sorry this happened to you. If you need help dealing with it, see a counselor or therapist. Your insurance may cover it with a small co-pay. Some practices can bill on a sliding scale based on your income. In some instances your county health department may have counselors or therapists you can see at little or no cost to you, depending on your income. 

No one should suffer in silence and no one should be marginalized because their story is not of the heterosexual, man attacks woman variety.

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Nov 28, 2014 Was my last blog post-UPDATE

Needless to say, much has gone on since that Thanksgiving post. Let's update til today, one by one.

My partner and I got married 2 years ago this month. The ceremony was beautiful.  It was outdoors at a local Conservatory in front of the gazebo with lush fall colors in the background. We are both Irish, so I hired a bagpiper. They may be more Scottish, but we really loved it. It made the day more unique. When was the last time you saw a bagpiper at a wedding? We also had a wonderful vocalist who sang Sarah Bareilles' "I Chose You".  It was beautiful. We just celebrated our 2nd anniversary, cotton. I made this to commemorate the day:

My wife works part time as a hostess and banquet coordinator. She loves dealing with the public, but at times it can be aggravating. She is dragging her feet on double knee replacement surgery. (Been delaying it since she blew out both knees playing softball in high school.) I purchased a van for my wife. Dealer screwed us over and hid the fact that the transmission was bad, so it been sitting in the driveway for months, which kills me because I'm making payments on it.

I have been on medical leave since the end of February and continue. My back surgery was the end of June. I started PT yesterday. It's very different from my 2 previous rounds. I can thank my surgeon for that. It sounds really weird, but I have stem cells growing a new disc in my body. Thank God for science! My Dad had 3 surgeries for slipped or degenerated disks in the late '60's. Back then they cut a piece of bone from your hip or thigh and fashioned it into a disc.

My daughter moved into a group home and has been upgraded to the 2nd floor which means she is capable of more independence. She had a boyfriend for a little over a year (more on that to follow). She started a part-time job about a month ago, she's rockin' it and loves it. She is a bagger/greeter. Yesterday she broke up with her boyfriend and I couldn't be more proud. On her own she decided to talk to staff at her day program for advice and a heads-up for her counselor and his. When your boyfriend starts holding hands and kissing other young ladies in the group, it's definitely decision time. She came to the decision on her own, and only discussed it briefly on her short weekend visit. Oh, and I forgot to mention, not even 6 hours after she broke up with him her bff texts her saying she wants to date him! What happens to the sister/bro code? Aren't wou supposed to wait a month? Or at least 2 weeks. My daughter texted her back saying it was cool with her, but she doesn't want to hear any details. My thought is my daughter figures the faster he moved on, the better things will go. No wanting to get back to her or stalking her because he's already "involved".  I say you go girl! Way to figure out the silver lining!

My son graduated from his extended high school program which includes vocational/technical training. He misses it, but is doing well at home helping me, making meals and doing chores while I direct him. We will be placing him in a day program, but first we want to resolve some issues we have with her provider of services.

Kitty cats are doing well. Goofy as ever.

No photos of My wife's cat, that cat has attitude, getting a photo can take forever. Lol!

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Friday, November 28, 2014

Thanksgiving/Black Friday 2014

Yes, that says 2014 right there.  Been very busy with this and that.

Thanksgiving Day shopping...did you?  I did.  My daughter and I got up at the crack of dawn and hit Meijer at 6am sharp.  Very pleasant shopping experience, better than most weekend grocery trips even.  Front row parking, no crazy line to get in the door, and not really any crazies in the aisles except maybe for the folks trying to navigate with (2) 48" televisions in their carts blocking their view.  No lines at the checkouts either!  We pretty much got what we came for, except for a DVD that we're looking for at a sale price that seems to elude us at every turn.

That was it.  Then home for a nap, then frenzied activity to get the bird on and prep the rest.  The prepping should have been done Wednesday which I had taken off for that purpose, but I caught a cold and spent most of the day in bed sneezing, hacking and blowing my nose til I was sure it would fall off.  Our meal was late, but still delicious.  Turkey, regular dressing, gluten free dressing, gluten free green bean casserole, sweet potatoes, roasted brussels sprouts with garlic and homemade gluten free crustless cheesecake.  We snacked on veggies, a delicious artichoke and bell pepper dip from Costco, and cheese.  No guests this year, just the four of us. 

Black Friday shopping...I did none in stores, except for taking my son to Kmart to pick out a gift.  I shopped online Thanksgiving night.  That's the way to go!  Online!  No traffic, no crazies.

I'm updating my TomTom maps as I type this and I really can't believe it's taking over 4 hours.  I'm hoping it works out, as I have never done this before, hence the reason it is probably taking so long.

I hope everyone had a nice Thanksgiving.

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Sunday, March 31, 2013

Happy Easter Everyone!

Happy Easter from 1965!
 Guess which one is me!
We're kind of low key on Easter.  As long as we've got colored eggs, a spiral ham and Pineapple Upside Down cake, we're good.

This year is a bit more challenging...what with my son's allergy to Gluten.  But I'll make it work.  He specifically asked me if I was going to make Pineapple Upside Down Cake, so I can't disappoint.  I swear I've seen Gluten Free Yellow Cake mix in the stores, but, I shopped to late...yesterday!  So I'll be working with a Gluten Free White Cake mix and possibly some yellow food coloring, and hoping for the best.  Lol!

I hope everyone has a Happy Easter!
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