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The most famous adult day care center in the US.

Corker made headlines last week when he starkly suggested that the national security team provides the president with badly needed adult supervision.

And of course, you are aware of the tweet storm the dotard did this lovely Sunday morning (October 8, 2017) raging against the Senator when Corker decided not to run in 2018. When I saw the headline “Corker calls White House ‘an adult day care center’ in response to Trump’s latest Twitter tirade” I knew this was going to be an article I just HAD to read.

Although I cannot find where Corker suggested that the national security team provide the president with badly needed adult supervision. It’s probably buried in an article or tweet somewhere. But not in any of Corker’s tweets it appears.

I with millions of Americans (not just in the US) agree with the Senator on this topic greatly. The dotard has made it his “signature” to tweet storm like an angst-filled teenager about anything or person who dares stand in his way or suggest he is anything but awesome.

As if the tweet storms themselves were not bad enough, his spelling and usage of American English are appalling. He has no grasp on how to use simple things as quotation marks; which he displayed prominently in his latest tweets this morning.

If nothing else what his tweet storms actually do is provide great fodder for comedians and people worldwide to mock and ridicule him. And he also uses them to distract the public from certain agendas and missteps his administration are continuously making.

I suppose these storms wouldn’t be as bad if they were thoughtfully and inspiringly done. Hell, Kim Jong-un brought back an old English word that had been long forgotten in these modern times and made it popular again. If that wasn’t enough, it’s a word whose definition speaks the truth on how many US citizens (here and abroad) and the rest of the world think of and feel for the adult toddler in the White House. Who knew such a word existed that fully in all totality conveyed how we think of him?

What other forgotten words are missing from our vocabularies that should be brought back? We could have a whole lexicon of wonderful words that people are clueless about, almost as if we’re speaking a whole new (old?) language! Should there be classes on this old forgotten language, and what words should we bring back.

Perhaps most importantly who is going to unearth those ancient dictionaries, brush the dust from their covers and read those fragile pages that hold a wealth of information and possible verbal ammunition?

Where do these tombs hide I wonder, besides long forgotten places known as libraries?

The dotard has successfully embarrassed an entire nation of her citizens and made the other nations push us to the side as if we’re that annoying relative that has lost most of their minds and only on rare occasions actually brings something useful to the table.

We went from an awesome nation who was proud of their first African-American president to almost making another first but failing with such brilliance as to leave many absolutely baffled at the turn of events.

It’s understandably ironic to think that we went from 8 years of having an African-American President whose racist oppositionist’s voices were smothered by all those who had open minds to a White Supremacist whose close-minded supporters gleefully and violently stomp on all those whose beliefs differ in any way from theirs.

Because darlings, the type of person we choose to sit at the head of the table greatly influences the type people our nation becomes. While the beliefs of the people may never change, the voices that are heard above all others does.

Until next time, it may actually do us all some good to expand our vocabularies and minds. Find yourself an old dictionary and get to reading!

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When everyone has an opinion.

It is extremely hard to know which advice to follow and which advice to toss out the nearest window. Especially on the internet where suddenly everyone becomes ‘experts’ in whatever topic you have asked about.

It’s daunting and frustrating. And when the advice starts to clash with each other your head starts spinning and you’re getting one hell of a headache and just want to throw up your hands and say “FORGET IT!”

I’ve been having a problem with my Anubis and her eliminating in our bedroom. She is crated (I call it her den) at night, although she’s not to happy about it at first. She does well once she reluctantly walks into her ‘den’. It’s more of a “But I still wanna play despite the fact I have flopped over on the floor because we’ve been playing for awhile now.” type of reluctance to her den.

She used to be really good at going outside, but she isn’t a talker, which I think is at least some of the problem.

She learned early on that we won’t pay attention to her if she whines or barks, especially if she’s in her den. This is something I was very firm on as I know from experience that once you pay attention to them when they do a certain something, they’ll keep doing the something to get you to pay attention to them. She only barks if I’m playing with her or she sees the fat squirrel. Sometimes if she sees someone she doesn’t know and isn’t sure about. Generally she’s a person lover so I have no hopes of using her as a guard dog. Although once when hubby came home from travel in the early hours of the morning she sounded like she would rip him limb from limb and she was barely three months old at the time. It’s what woke me up.

Anubis will stay where ever she is until you come and get her. Every morning I feed the cats meat and I let Anubis lick the can (it has no sharp edges as it’s specially made) once I’ve dished it up. I’ve got it to where she will wait (impatiently I may add) at the kitchen door until I have placed the cat’s bowls on the ground and then walk to her. We go into the unused bathroom and I put the can down and shut the door. I know if I let her be, she’d sneak into the kitchen for a better taste. Problem is, she never says a peep. She once was in their for an hour as hubby had no idea she was in there and I didn’t get a chance to tell him before getting caught up in work. The only reason I knew she was still in there is that the bathroom we do use is right across the hall and I heard her move the empty can while I was using the bathroom.

Before anyone freaks she has water in there that isn’t the toilet bowl. There’s no water in that toilet anyway.

She does the same thing when she’s outside. She’ll relax in her chair or on her ottoman until one of us opens the door. She doesn’t bark to be let in, she will sometimes sit by the door (we have glass doors with floor to ceiling windows and her chair/ottoman is by one of these windows) and we’ll let her in when we see that. Otherwise she sits outside until the door opens.

She’s a very quiet dog, which I like and appreciate and I am more than sure our neighbors appreciate it as well. Even that one who has a yippy little dog that has on occasion barked through the entire night. Those nights we sleep with the windows shut and the fan a little louder.

I decided to Bing (microsoft’s google) “My dog won’t go potty outside” (I have to jump in here for a moment as when I typed ‘my dog’ into the search, Bing gave me suggestions. Every single one of them was “my dog is as smelly as dirty socks; just what mama needs…” and then some different words. WTF? Yes, I will be seeing what the devil that actually is later). Of course I got pages of sites that will offer me some insights to the information I am looking for. Some were actual articles found on various pet training websites, some on pet owner forums, wiki how (which is always so useful….nope) and a few on Yahoo (which I always ignore because most of the answers found there are absolute rubbish anyway).

The trick now is to sort through the rubbish and find the gems. And there is A LOT of rubbish. It also seems many people have problems getting their dogs to go out in the rain to go potty. I’ll assume you don’t need me to utter ‘duh’ to this as none of us are really inclined to go outside in the rain to take a piss or shit. Not that most of us do this when it’s not raining….but who knows, maybe you do. I’m not going to judge.

Sadly it’s not easy to tell from the search page right off if the advice contained on the link is rubbish until we click on it and start reading it. And even then sometimes one has to read through quite a bit before getting to anything remotely what you were searching about and it’s annoying to find that the advice means shit.

Now I understand we all have our own opinions on what needs to be done. Like with humans, some of the stuff will work with some dogs but not all.

What grinds my nerves more than anything are the people who insist that their way is the right way and then try to guilt you into believing their way and ignore what you already feel. There is ALWAYS more than one way to do any thing.

The first thing that pops into my head is an article I found on Today.com that was linked from a site I rather like. The article has no author listed, it is also listed under news. It’s old, 2006. It starts off alright. Talking about walking your dog and the best training methods.

After a couple of paragraphs the mysterious author tells us that we shouldn’t use choke chains or prong collars, that doing so is hurting the animal and perhaps you shouldn’t have one.

It’s called training because that is what it is. Yes, I use a choke chain as it has taught Anubis that pulling and trying to get in front of me just isn’t going to happen. Yes, she pulled hard and choked herself and sometimes still does, but I’m not a horrible person to allow her to do this until she passes out nor is she stupid enough to do such a thing to herself.

The same goes with the prong collars although I like them less, the training is still the same. Once the dog realizes that it’s much more fun to walk beside you they’re not choking themselves or making the prongs dig into their skin. Until they forget themselves of course.

I also use the pack walk method of walking. All this means is that Anubis NEVER leads. She is either by my side or a little behind me. NEVER EVER IN FRONT. I also do not allow her to go through doors or gates before me. Why? BECAUSE I AND NOT HER IS THE ALPHA. I choose where we walk. I decide when we stop. I choose how fast or slow we go. I am her pack leader and she must know this or you’ve already lost the dog.

Watch a pack of wolves sometime. Probably on a nature channel if there is any left on air. You can tell who is the alpha, beta and who is the lowest ranked member of any pack. Anubis is neither alpha or beta. That spot is for me and hubby, and yes he and I argue about who is which (I’m so totally the alpha).

Keeping this in mind, the author goes on to say that one shouldn’t use retractable leashes..at least not at first. Save them until they have learned to walk beside you. How the devil does that make ANY sense?? If they have learned to walk beside you, why the hell would you need a retractable leash??

Keep the same length of leash at all times. To keep your dog from pulling on his leash, you must teach him that he only has a certain length of leash available and that you’re in control of it. It’s a mistake to use a retractable leash in the teaching phase, giving him a longer leash anytime he wants it. Save the retractable leash for the everyday phase of walking, once he has learned how to walk correctly by your side and not pull you down the street.

When you hold the leash with your hand, it’s easy for your dog to pull away by forcing you to extend your arm. It’s also important that both your hands are free, assisting you in planting your body when he’s pulling. So wear a sturdy belt, slip the loop end of the leash around it, and fasten it snugly around your waist.

You don’t want the dog to pull you down the street, but by having the leash on your belt, how are you to control your dog???? You need your FEET to plant yourself, not your hands. Unless you’re pulled off your feet because your dog got excited and you were stupid enough to put the leash on your belt.

They of course go on to contradict themselves and making me shake my head to rid it of the crap.

How did I go from looking for advice about potty training to leash walking? Uh. I get distracted of course.

Even though I spent years as a certified veterinary technician there is always new things to discover and learn. Even if it’s the wrong thing to do. Most of the time however you have to try different things to find the magic one that works for you, and in my case Anubis. So far, taking her out every two hours (I’ve got a timer going) as well as keeping an eye on her and rewarding her with treats when she does piddle or poop seems to be working. Just need to keep this up until I don’t have to worry about keeping an eye on her all the time.

My dog is as smelly as dirty socks; just what mamma needs.

Until next time, animal parenting is a lot human parenting when it comes to people wanting to give you advice. It’s not a bad thing as long as you can freely decide whether or not to use the advice given. The problem comes when someone insists this is how it is done and there is literally no other way to do it. That’s when you are allowed to cry bullshit and laugh in their face.

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FTM!!

You know when you tell someone you’re unique and they just nod and smile because we are ALL unique in our own ways, blah, blah, blahblah?

Thursday started out just brilliantly. The gardener came to take care of the yard, I hid because the dog has discovered digging in the dirt and that generally means she’s up rooted something really pretty and I can’t keep plants alive anyway so…

All completely, well normal I suppose. Hubby had a tummy ache and laid down for a bit, I got bored so I started building a dragon, then took a break from that to play fetch with the dog while listening to music on my tablet.

Once pup got tired and graciously laid down (by this I mean she laid on her back with all her legs in the air very lady like) I laid down for a moment on the floor at the foot of the bed on the pups pillows and cushions. I then decided to play Disney Magic Kingdom (may have mentioned this game before, check it out if you have Disney park love), which was fine, nothing to annoying this time…although Price Phillip still irks me with that stupid smug look of his.

Then at 3 pm almost on the nose while muttering about Mulan my right nostril turned on and dosed the front of my shirt with clear salty liquid. This isn’t a new thing sadly. It’s happened a couple of times in the past, the first time it lasted MONTHS before I found a way to make it stop without visiting the doctor. Also, pun not intended.

It usually is my right nostril that leaks for no reason at all. Like I said it’s a clear liquid and yes, this time it was salty. The leak stops if I look straight and keep my chin up. Since this had been something I have gone through before I didn’t fret it at all. Instead I got up, grabbed a container to catch the fluid in and sat on the bed for a couple of minutes.

I was trying to remember where the medicine that fixes this leak ended up since I hadn’t used it for a long while. When I remembered I got up and walked down the hall.

And this, as they say is when the un-fun started.

You know the feeling when your ears pop because of change in altitude? Or if you grab your nose and blow you can make your ears pop and the interesting noise that can make?

I don’t like my ears popped. The world is way too loud when my ears are popped and I get anxious quickly.

But as air rushed through my right sinus into my ear all I knew was pain. Horrible, severe pain that brought me slowly down to my knees. It was one of those pains that as soon as it happens your eyes focus on some distant thing as you try desperately to figure out WHAT THE FUCK is trying to kill you now? It wasn’t just sharp, it was sharp stabby and then let’s stick around and poke a bit but not really throb type of pain.

I sat on my heels for a minute before trying to get up and instantly regretting it for it seemed that sinus wasn’t completely filled with air just yet and wanted to be, so crackle sound, instant pain this time a lot worst and enough for me to start to hyperventilate trying to get the pain to stop.

They say to breathe through pain as it helps. I know this. I’ve ALWAYS known this. But for some lovely reason, when I’m in the type of pain that I really should BREATHE through I tend to hyperventilate instead. Because brain that’s why.

This is when hubby comes up from behind me and asks what type of pain I was experiencing. I try to describe it, he helps me to slowly get up and get to the couch without any more pain. While just sitting innocently on the couch, my sinus draws another breathe and this time, the neighbors know something is up.

Seriously, I have had many injuries and have gone through many different levels of pain. I’ve given birth to a 7lbs 6oz baby boy without an epidural (it was only a four hour labor which apparently is pretty good for the first kid). I feel like I have a pretty good grasp of how well I can handle pain and usually it’s top notch.

Thursday decided I needed a pain management check up in a bad way. And of course with such severe pain came vomiting. I hate vomiting. I don’t know a single saneish person who likes vomiting.

Pain.

Vomit.

Pain.

Vomit.

Repeat.

Next thing I’m aware of is that we’re heading to see the ear, nose and throat doc who we saw when something (a piece of red wax) was blocking my right ear (Thanks Trouble).

He made me lay down and put some drops in my nose then turn my head to the right and open and close my mouth to get the medicine into my ear canal and lessen the pain. Which worked wonderfully, I sat up, my nose still running that lovely clear fluid but in less pain then I had been in.

Doc goes back to finish up with the patient he is with and a minute or two later, my sinus breathes (for serious lack of a better explanation) and I immediately go to the restroom to puke and try not to scream and scare other people. I don’t care what language you speak, when someone screams in pain the message is clear and can be quite frightening. It’s that normal got to help the person in pain thing that most humans have ingrained into them.

Once I do get in doc checks my ears out and starts talking and asking questions that of course I am in no mind to answer even though it seems like such an easy thing to do. Hubby is translating my responses for the doc. Now the doc speaks English quite well, what hubby is translating is my mushy attempt at vowel sounds as well as hand gestures and shrugs.

Sadly for doc, what takes over at this point is the nausea. He then tells me to keep my eyes open as it will lessen the dizzy feeling and nausea. He also does something with smells that doesn’t last very long as one of them makes me well, vomit.

So the diagnose is that my right ear decided to catch a cold which is causing my most favorite of conditions VERTIGO. But the type where you have to keep your eyes OPEN to not get dizzy and nauseated.

Oh hey, for anyone who has ever suffered from vertigo, ask for a Vontrol shot. Why? Because it is a drug that is used as prevention and control of vertigo: VONTROL is indicated for the prevention and control of peripheral vertigo as the of Ménière’s disease, labyrinthitis, otitis media, the middle and inner ear surgery, trauma to the vestibular apparatus. VONTROL may be useful for control in cases such as central vertigo: basilar-vertebral artery insufficiency, certain strokes and their aftermath and trauma involving the central nervous system.

I had vertigo when we lived in the US. The BEST they could do was give me pills to take to keep from vomiting, that I COULD NOT TAKE BECAUSE I KEPT VOMITING THEM BACK UP.

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK UNITED STATES???? I AM IN MEXICO WHERE THEY GAVE ME A TINY SHOT THAT IN ABOUT 30 MINUTES OR MORE I NO LONGER WANTED TO VOMIT. Then they gave me pills to take additionally to keep the vertigo/vomiting action down which works well thanks.

I’m starting to understand more and more why people go to other countries for medical care. United States likes to boast that it has the best of everything for their citizens. WHERE WAS MY VONTROL SHOT? HUH? WHERE??? Of course maybe that “everything” part is just for those rich citizens. Even though the shot cost only 200 pesos. That’s $11 USD people. Eleven dollars.

I have a cold. In my ear. My nose isn’t running, I’m not stuffy or coughing or having all those normal “I’ve got a damn cold” symptoms and absolutely NONE of that common cold shit. It’s not an ear infection either as there is no real problems with full blown infection. I am taking naxifelar for anti inflammation but most of the meds I’m taking are for vertigo and allergies.

Afrin Spray nasal infantile -basically the child’s version of Afrin Spray.

Vontrol Ampolletas (ampoules) -the anti vertigo shot every hospital should have cabinets of because vertigo fucking sucks!!

Arlevert -tablets to take to keep the vertigo away.

Plantival -treatment of nervousness, restlessness and insomnia

Serc -more anti-vertigo meds in the tablet variety.

Naxifelar -treatment for infections

Dilarmine -allergy medication

Basically I am unique as not many people can and do get colds in their damn ears. Today is the first day that I’ve actually eaten anything (grilled cheese for the win) and haven’t at all felt nauseous. I drank some coffee put on some shorts and have not cringed in pain from moving my head too much. With the exception of now it feels like my right ear is stuffed up, I’m doing good. But, uhg.

Until next time, FTM is one I created for myself. It’s a twist on the FML- Fuck My Life. I like my life for the most part, but there are moments to which I do not so the FTM – Fuck This Moment was born. This is how these things are born people. Go out and spread the alphabet soup deliciousness!

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It’s been far too long….

Today it dawned on me that I haven’t done a solid post on anything anthropological or biomedical for a very long time. I also came across an old list I have tucked into one of my biology books. There’s no author on it nor where it came from so I can’t give anyone credit for putting it all together. There is a list of where the author got all these facts and I did include those links at the end. Just know I didn’t come up with any of these. Anything in [brackets] is the first thought that came in my head after I read the fact.

Amazing and Awesome Facts About the Human Body.

-Humans shed about 600,000 particles of skin every hour. In fact, most of the dust underneath your bed is probably your own dead skin. [I shed more then all my pets combined?]

-A human baby has 99 more bones than an adult. A baby’s skeleton is mostly made up of cartilage. As a person grows up, most of this cartilage turns into bone in a process called ossification, and the ossification process results in the joining of certain bones. Consequently, new born babies have around 305 bones, while an adult has just 206 bones. [How else would they painfully squeeze their way out of a woman’s body?]

-There are 100,000 miles of blood vessels in an adult human body. The largest blood vessel is the aorta, which is just over an inch in diameter. [I do not suggest measuring your blood vessels or aorta…..then again, if you cannot vanquish this urge, measure away!]

-In a lifetime, an average person produces about 25,000 quarts of saliva, enough to fill two swimming pools. We also produce about a litre of mucus per day. [Does raspberries make this count rise?]

-Your body has enough iron in it to forge a 3-inches-long nail. You also have enough sulfur to kill all fleas on an average dog, enough carbon to make 900 pencils, enough potassium to fire a toy cannon, enough fat to make 7 bars of soap, enough phosphorous to make 2,200 match heads, and enough water to fill a ten-gallon tank. [Now figure out how much all those things are worth and you’ve got the worth of a human being. Financially at least, human individuals sometimes aren’t worth a penny and they probably would have been worth the amount of a good condom.]

-We all have tiny mites living in our eyelashes. These little mites actually aren’t too choosey; they’ll live anywhere as long as they have access hair follicles. They’re found on other parts of the body and on a host of other mammals. [Strangely this doesn’t bother me]

-Pound for pound, the strongest muscle in the human body is the masseter (jaw muscle). It can clamp your chompers shut with 55 pounds of force on the incisors and 200 pounds of force on the molars. [Guess you need to stop telling people to bite you 80’s babies!]

-Sweat itself is odorless. It’s the bacteria on the skin that mingles with it and produces body odor. Bacteria that are naturally present on our skin thrive in sweaty regions. [Damn bacteria! Why must you always be victorious?]

-Your ears and nose will never stop growing until the day you die. In fact, your earlobes will also elongate from gravity. [Lie to me, tell me the truth….]

-Similar to fingerprints, everyone also has a unique tongue print. It may be some time before your local police station starts taking tongue prints, but research on the required 3-D imaging technology is already being developed and tested. [Good thing you don’t have to lick stamps any longer…]

-Ounce for ounce, human bones are stronger than steel. A cubic inch of bone can bear a load of 19,000 lbs.—roughly the weight of five pickup trucks. [Just don’t have five pickup trucks run you over…no guarantee you’ll be fine.]

-People with blue eyes have a higher alcohol tolerance. Interestingly, they also have higher rates of alcohol abuse and dependency. [I did have a high alcohol tolerance. But I stopped drinking when I turned 21.]

-If the human eye was a digital camera it would have 576 megapixels. Currently, the most expensive digital camera in the world has 200 megapixels. [I have lamented many a time how something I am looking at cannot be captured by a camera with the same brilliant look I can see. For example the damn moon.]

-All of the bacteria in our body collectively weighs about 4 pounds. That’s enough to fill a big soup can. In fact, there are more bacteria in your mouth than there are people in the world. [Four pounds of bacteria. FOUR POUNDS I NEED TO LOOSE!]

-In some cardiovascular units, slow and quiet music is used to relax the patients and lower their blood pressure and heart rate. [This is why people are calmer with slow quiet music and it’s most often found in mental health clinics and floors. The opposite is also true. Loud, quick music makes us energetic.]

-Your brain accounts for only 2% of your body weight, yet it uses 20% of the total oxygen and blood in your body. [What an o2 hog!]

-If uncoiled, the DNA in all of your body’s cells would stretch 10 billion miles, which is long enough to reach from here to Pluto and back. [You’d also die]

-Within three days of death, the enzymes that once digested your dinner begin to eat you. Ruptured cells will become food for the bacteria in your gut, which will release enough noxious gas to bloat your body and force your eyes to bulge outward. [Body Farm anyone?]

-In a lifetime, your brain’s long-term memory can hold up to 1 quadrillion (1 million billion) bits of information. [But apparently we don’t always have access to any of it when we could really use it]

-Your heart will pump about 1.5 million barrels of blood during your lifetime. That’s enough to fill 200 train tank cars. [Best not to try this at home]

-As long as it has an oxygen supply, your heart can keep beating even if it’s separated from the body because it has its own electrical impulse. [In case you ever thought that scene in Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom couldn’t happen]

-Your brain keeps developing until your late 40s. [Learn, learn and learn some more!]

-Human fingers can feel objects as small as 13 nanometers. This means that if your finger was the size of the Earth, you would feel the difference between houses and cars. [Brings a whole new level to ‘Your momma’ jokes..]

-The highest recorded body temperature in a human being was a fever of 115.7°F. A fever over 107.5°F is enough to damage the brain and, if untreated, cause death. [♪♫ You give me fever♬♩♫]

-The human heart is not on the left-hand side of the body. It’s in middle of your chest, in between your right and left lung. It is, however, tilted very slightly to the left. [In 6th grade we were taught that it was on the left side. And that blood is blue until it hit oxygen then it turns red. ‘(◣_◢)’ ]

-Half of your genes describe the complex design of your brain, with the other half describing the organization of the other 98% of your body. [This must mean that some people have only 10% of their genes describing the complex design of their brain and 90% describing the organization of the other 98% of the body.]

-Your taste buds are replaced every 10 days. Conversely, the average age of a human fat cell is 10 years. [I wish 80% of them would die already].

-There is no scientific evidence that shaving or waxing will make your hair come back thicker. There are believed to be two reasons that the myth continues to flourish. First, humans just aren’t the best observers. Second, hair often does grow back thicker when people first start to shave, but this isn’t caused by shaving. When an adolescent boy shaves his mustache for the first time, it’s likely to grow back thicker. This isn’t because shaving caused this; it’s because the hormonal changes in his body (which occur regardless of shaving) are encouraging new and thicker facial hair growth.

-1 in 10,000 people has their internal organs reversed or “mirrored” from their normal positions. The condition is called situs inversus. [I have a rare one in a million skin thing that pops up every so often that I was diagnosed with in middle school of whose name I can’t remember as I haven’t had problems with it until possibly recently. Also, would a doctor think about this condition when they can’t find a patient’s organ or freak the hell out?]

-Without your pinky finger, you would lose about 50% of your hand strength. While the index and middle fingers function with the thumb in pinching and grabbing, it’s the pinkie that teams up with the ring finger to provide grip power. [Pinkie Power! ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ]

-Men’s Testicles hang between the legs to keep cool because sperm dies at body temperature. Keeping those baby-makers cool is a top priority, so make sure to keep your laptop off those bad boys! [And depending on some factors you may want to keep that laptop and other hot things ON those bad boys]

-1 person out of every 200 people has an extra rib. [And women actually do have the same number of ribs as men. The myth that says men have more is from a work of fiction]

-Your mouth is made of the same skin cells as a vagina. Flattened epithelial cells are well suited to areas in the body subject to constant abrasion, as layers can be sloughed off and replaced quickly. [How do you think some women get Angelina Jolie lips??]

-Muscle comes from the Latin “musculus.” Musculus means “little mouse,” and this was used to describe muscles because biceps were thought to look like mice. [*flexes bicep* Mine looks like, well, not a cute mouse that’s for sure!]

-When telling a lie, people blink less frequently than normal. After the lie is told, they speed up to around eight times faster than usual. [Now knowing this is going to make you quite self aware for a bit whether you are lying or not]

-More than 3% of people are born with phonagnosia: they can’t recognize the voices of familiar people. People suffering from phonagnosia do not suffer from aphasia (an inability to comprehend and formulate language), which suggests that separate areas of the brain govern linguistic comprehension and voice recognition. [I once thought I heard my husband’s voice at a gas station when he was in Germany. For a moment I thought he had come home early. So disappointed.]

-A scientist cracked his knuckles on one hand for over 50 years to prove it did not cause Arthritis. After 50 years, he concluded that there was no arthritis in either hand, and no apparent differences between the two hands. This is, of course, a rather small data set, but it’s interesting none the less! [I used to crack them, but I got bored with it so stopped for the most part.]

-You can burn 20% more fat by exercising in the morning on an empty stomach. Sex burns 3.6 calories a minute, so fifteen minutes of morning sex should burn off 130 calories. [Take THAT to the bedroom!]

-Humans have no more genes than worms. We have less genes than a tomato. How could this be, given that the all-powerful homo sapiens are clearly a more complex species? We’re not sure, but scientist have noted that the number of genes in the genome may be less linked to complexity than we thought. [Gives new meaning to being as smart as a tomato.]

-A strong cough forces air out of the airways at speeds up to 620 mph, which is almost as fast as the speed of sound. [Never mind the pain in the ribs at repeated coughs]

-Hearing is the fastest human sense. Your brain can recognize a sound 10 times faster than the blink of an eye, in as little as 0.05 seconds. [I was told I have better hearing than most people. This isn’t always a good thing as I am annoyed by more sounds then normal people. And it’s usually the normal people that are making those sounds.]

-Bras make breasts sag. Bras also do not reduce back pain. A leading study found that women who never wore bras had nipples an average of seven millimeters higher each year than regular bra users. Before you go throwing away your bras, note that the benefits of not wearing a bra will only be seen in younger women who are not obese, according to those managing the study. [I feel sadness for the millions of women who moan and complain about their bras hurting them. Bras shouldn’t hurt. Stop buying them from Walmart! Get your tits to a lingerie store and get fitted for a bra that isn’t going to hurt you, you won’t even feel it’s there and you may just forget to take it off! It’s what I did and although I paid a higher price for the bras, they also lasted longer and made my girls happy. Always get more than two good fitting bras and rotate them daily, hand wash them, let them dry on a flat surface (NEVER hang them to dry, stretches them out) and store them in a familiar fashion instead of inverting one cup into the other. Happy breasts are sexy breasts ( o ) ( o ) ]

-After child birth, a woman’s vaginal muscles can take up to 6 months to get back to their normal shape and size. [Probably takes that long for her to want to open her legs up again]

-We can’t digest grass because our bodies don’t have what it takes to break down the cellulose found in the plant. Grass also contains a lot of silica, an abrasive that quickly wears down teeth, so your dentist wouldn’t be thrilled about a grass diet. Grazing animals have teeth that continually grow to replace worn tooth surfaces. [Can this be used against vegetarian (or as I like to call them ‘bad hunter’) diets?]

-Your big toe carries more weight than any other toe, bearing about 40% of your body weight. To enlist in the United States army, you need to have all ten toes intact. [New meaning to going toe to toe?]

-One prevailing theory as to why butt hair exists is that there’s simply no significant evolutionary pressure against butt hair. I.e. it doesn’t affect our ability to mate, so the random mutations that caused butt hair persisted.

Other theories take a smellier view of things, suggesting that butt hair helps scent communication. We have body hair in the same areas where we produce odors. The hair is there to hold onto oily secretions that have their own smell and are consumed by bacteria that produces even more smells. Early human ancestors used their personal smell to actually help them with everything from broadcasting territorial rights to attracting mates. [Wait, I have butt hair!!! (__(__)]

Sources: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10

Until next time, amaze your friends and family with facts about their own body they didn’t know!

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Believe in the ‘Friend Zone’? Women don’t want to be friends with you.

**I am sorry to everyone who may have thought the post was going to be about Anubis our puppy. I was NOT going to Google ‘friend zone’ again. Ever. Instead I give you something to smile about before ripping your heart out.**

Go ahead. Cry. Get it out. The truth hurts.

Now that you’re done being a baby cry (kudos to the guys and perhaps women who didn’t cry) let me tell you why this is.

Women are not interested in being friends with such men who believe in the friend zone, because these self-interested creeps are not friends—they’re controlling abusers who feel entitled to a woman’s time, affections, and bodies, but are worthy of none.

This past Tuesday an article popped up and has been floating around social media. Perhaps you’ve seen and read it? It’s called ‘Why Men and Women Can Never Be Just Friends.‘ Yes, if you haven’t figured it out this is utter trash. And apparently this pathetic zone men have created to inflate their precious fragile egos (she doesn’t want to fuck me, it’s because I’m in the friend zone) is the reason for the United State’s declining birth rate. To be honest I didn’t know there was a decline, it’s a good thing there is a decline as there are too many people on this planet anyway and there are way too many fucking idiots here already. It’s full.

In case you’re not in the mood to read the article (and I do not blame you) let me break it down and give you the Cliff Notes Version:

Hans Fiene who wrote this trash argues that we women must once and for all give up the fantasy that we have any male friends. I imagine he means straight males. The male friends we do have would much rather be friends with other guys then us. Why? Because women don’t like football (American or otherwise), we don’t belch, fart or get dirty and we certainly don’t feel the need to sit in our own filth all damn day. Um, who really wants to do that last one anyway??

Ummm, okay? WTF? Apparently all guys ever want from women is to fuck us. Nothing else. Friends with benefits does not count either I suppose as we can’t be friends. This reject goes on to say that we must relinquish men from our seductive wiles if we have no plans of marring them. And our first priority once we find the man we wish to repopulate the world with is to in fact marry him and have kids asap.

I guess if you are thinking in a post apocalyptic world there may have to be some repopulation and where the idiot in the white house is taking us this could very well be a foreseeable future.

“Being caught in the Friend Zone is an inarguable drag on fertility rates, as a man who spends several years pledging his heart to a woman who will never have his children is also a man who most likely won’t procreate with anyone else during that time of incarceration,” Fiene dramatically writes. “Quite simply, for the sake of our future, the Friend Zone must be destroyed. For the Friend Zone to be destroyed, women must accept the following truths: you don’t have any guy friends and, in fact, you can’t have any guy friends.“

Hell hath no fury like a man driven to prove that the “Friend Zone” exists, and that it’s sending our planet on a path of miserable, baby-free extinction.

Nevermind that we get hit on and pursued by men who we wouldn’t even be friends with. Apparently it’s just ALL. OUR. FAULT. LADIES!

“Do your ‘friend’ a solid and let him go. Call him up and tell him, ‘…It was my fault that I got your hopes up by putting you in the Friend Zone. As restitution, please accept the phone numbers of five girls I know who find you attractive. Stop wasting your time with me and go hang out with a girl who might one day bear your children.’”

Mansplaining fantasy garbage much??

As  so eloquently put it: “He has instead only watched beer commercials from the ’80s and read Tucker Max books and thinks men love to fart Taco Bell into in other men’s faces and call people “turd blossoms.” Men like blowing things up with fireworks, Fiene writes. They definitely aren’t complex humans who can experience platonic friendship, no way.”

Yes, we have all heard this exhausted, played out argument. We ladies have heard these nauseating mantras almost daily:

  • Don’t lead a man on, because that would make you a slut.
  • Don’t waste your prime baby birthing years, because that is the only way to lead a fulfilled life.
  • Find a man to settle down with, because being alone is sad and lonely.
  • Have children.
  • Be a good wife.
  • Be a good mother.
  • Stop being so selfish and think about others for once!

I’m sorry but I am not going to take responsibility for anyone but me. There is never a time where I have ever said or implied that any man can trade his friendship with me for sex. Not once. Yet it would seem this is a universal truth, that it is an unwritten but well known rule and should we not abide by these truths/rules we will face the very real danger of getting straight up murdered. Which, unsurprisingly, is probably our fault, too.

There is literally nothing tethering you to being someone’s friend, and women owe you absolutely nothing in exchange for any time you wish to spend being their friend. There is no friend zone stopping you from telling someone how you feel, and there is no affection, sex, or other reward to be reaped for being a decent person to someone else.

Perhaps if you find yourself pining away for a person who doesn’t return your affections you may want to walk away from them and take a look around for a person who will return your affections and be more than happy to spend the rest of their lives with you. This also applies to anyone in a one way relationship. Walk away, find someone who loves you for you and for Oden’s sake don’t be an ass and decide that just because we don’t want to open our legs to you we’re bitches who have stuck you in some zone in our lives.  If you honestly cannot be friends with me without trying to fuck me, then I don’t want to be friends with you at all. In any shape or form on any level. Not on social media and defiantly not in real life.

The friend zone is a pathetic attempt to make women feel bad about having male friends to begin with. I suppose it’s our fault if your buddies want to fuck us even though we’re with you and are loyal. I mean, that’s all any guy wants to do right?

*dramatic but deserved eyeroll*

Wont fuck em

Until next time, friendships are fantastic things not to be shat upon by worthless human beings who thinks the world much less a certain gender owes them something. Those are toxic people who do not under any circumstances deserve to be in your life.

 

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The Perfect What Now?

Scrolling through documentaries we’ve run across one called ‘The Perfect Vagina‘. Yep. Not at all kidding. Did we watch it? Absolutely.

Of all the things I have ever thought might be wrong with my body, my vagina and the labia has NEVER been on the list. NEVER. Nevertheless, apparently enough women and girls out there that are so upset with the way their vaginas look that they’re getting PLASTIC SURGERY to make it look “better”. Moreover, it is not just women who have had children who are doing these; it’s also 16 year old girls. Girls who have not begun to develop are flocking to these doctors to change themselves. I know it’s not too different from any other plastic surgery out there, but I honestly have never thought that there was something that could be visually wrong with my vagina nor the outer bits.

It seems that most of these are happening in Britain. Probably because everything below the belly button is taboo in the States. Which is sad but *shrug*.

Of course, these women and girls are comparing their vagina and vulvas to what they see in pornos and magazines. Same places women and girls have all always gotten unrealistic views of body. If I allow myself, I can understand the usual views of body, where they’re coming from and why they’d be considered important. But honestly blokes, how many women have you refused to have sex with just because they looked different down there? If the vagina works, why mess with it? It’s not like having to stare at someone’s face. Most of the time you blokes do not even pay any attention to it, only that you can stick your dick in it. Yes, I of course am assuming a lot here. Some of you blokes out there could be as baffled as I am. In addition, of course probably ones are sitting there thinking it is a good idea.

I am aware that guys are pretty self-conscious about their privates parts. They are a little more out there then lady parts so I can understand how guys can be. People are always wanting to change some aspect of themselves that the world can see, and I am not, ever, ever judging these people as they are so free to do what makes them happy.

Even if you are not thinking about any type of surgery, it is very important to talk with people about things like this so that it’s not such a taboo subject. No idea what group of idiots decided that no one can talk about sex or the penis and vagina but honestly, this is actually how this type of shit gets started.

If you have kids, talk to them. Don’t use silly names, use actual names. Let them know that every person is different and really no one person is actually better than another, especially not because of their penis size or labia size. Honestly, if you actually do love a person, does the way their vulva look going to be a deal breaker? If it is, you don’t actually love that person. It goes both ways, yes. And for the other way I ask and say the same thing. Knowledge is power. It really freaking is so if anything I have said here is foreign or unknown to you, google it. I know people are not up to date on the actual terminology for the private regions of either sex so google. Yes, you may see things that cannot be unseen (I’m sorry) and if that’s the only price you pay for knowledge you’re freaking lucky.

Until next time, WordPress has made some changes recently that look all well and good, but I seem to no longer have a working spell check (so VERY important) and the Windows 10 App went blank on me while I was in the middle of this entry. It too has no spell check. I had to do it in a Word document. I’m lazy, if I have to do a lot of jumping around to do a single thing, unless it’s important to me, I’m not going to do it.

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Because religion is in my face.

I miss the days where I didn’t get annoyed with stupid people due to the fact I didn’t know just how many of them there was on this poor planet. This time is also known as BIA. Before Internet Access.

The last couple of days I have been annoyed once again with Christians. Because they are truly stupid and probably should have been exterminated a long ass time ago. And yes, as usual I am quite aware not everyone of any group is the same, feel the same and certainly don’t act the same. But if we’re completely honest with ourselves, we’d realize that it doesn’t fucking matter. One. Little. Bit.

Perhaps we should point the finger at a subtype of the Christian faith, the Conservatives. These idiots come out of the woodwork of their pews to make a big stink about something completely utterly mind-blowingly stupid. And I am more then sure you know what I am talking about for I am also sure that it’s been blown up in your face, especially if you have a Facebook account.

Conservative Christians have crawled out of the church pew woodwork to rend their garments and beat their breasts, at word that Disney’s live action adaptation of Beauty and the Beast will feature an openly gay character. They’ve loudly promised to boycott the film and Disney itself in spiritual protest.

OMD WHO CARES??? Seriously. Who the fuck cares? These idiots have been promising to boycott everything. I’m sorry, did anyone see them bitching about Fifty Shades of Grey or even the second movie whose title I can’t even remember, not that it’s important. I honestly don’t remember hearing shit. There could be many reasons behind this.. may hap I was ignoring everything that had to do with that disgusting display of lies as I am certainly no fan of the books that spawned such crap. But I’m not talented enough to be able to avoid hearing everything there was about it… with exception of it’s second movie, which I didn’t even know was created much less hit theaters. Perhaps because I’m out of the US?

This news alone is of little surprise, as it’s been the M.O. for these opportunistic, self-righteous Bible-thumpers who never waste an opportunity when there’s publicity to be had, damnation to be dispensed, and joy to be squashed. Such unprovoked jerkery is what we now expect from the American Religious Right, who have long since jettisoned the loving, compassionate, redemptive justice work of a poor-loving Jesus—and gone all in with the glossy, homophobic pulpit bullies who arouse their passions. Their continued persecution of the LGBTQ community and anyone who supports them, is a sad song we’ve all gotten used to them singing.

This is true. These asshats come out whenever there is joy to be had. Perhaps the reason we (or I) didn’t hear them screaming about Fifty Shades is because it started life as a fanfiction of the god awful Twilight series and that was presumed written by a religious idiot.

But right now their sanctimonious diatribes and their public castigation ring more hollow than usual, because to offer these things they’ve had to take a break from the work of breathlessly and violently defending the three-time married, adultering, vile, misogynistic, professed pussy grabber that many of them voted into office. To ratchet up the energy to launch a witch hunt about a fictional gay character, they’ve had to pause from doubling down on supporting a flesh and blood President guilty of Olympic levels of lying, vulgarity, and a seemingly endless stream of decisions targeting the poorest, sickest, most vulnerable—not to mention the water we drink, the air we breath, and the planet we stand on. (Thank God there aren’t any Bible verses addressing any of that stuff, or these folks would be looking pretty darn ridiculous right about now.)

Yes. Actually where the FUCK have these asshats been since the beginning of the year? Why of all things they have chosen they’re making a fucking stink about a FICTIONAL CHARACTER when there is a most deserving clusterfuck of a appalling creature in the flesh??? Perhaps they would be better turning this energy inwards to themselves to ask why the holy fuck would they ever stand behind a man like trump?

It turns out that when the rubber meets the road (or the campaign trail), “Biblical morality” is far less of a concern when it’s the guy who claims he’s against abortion, the one who promises you a Supreme Court Seat, the one who can keep your state Red. Then, the selectively parsed out words of the Scriptures become far less pressing, the life of Jesus much less critical—and a stranger’s sexual activity no longer a priority. In that case, they can in one breath lament the corruptible influence of LGBTQ people simply trying to live quiet, undisturbed lives—and in the next breath they can pledge allegiance to a foul-mouthed predator who’s repeatedly treated woman as utilitarian sex objects.

Ah yes, when the person can throw money or power your way, you’re going to ignore their horrible ways and just pretend they are just and godly. I am not sorry to say that I have never once seen anyone from the LGBTQ community standing on a corner telling people they’re going to hell because they are not a person of LGBTQ persuasion. They don’t get in your face and demand you change your sexual preference because they believe they of all people are more deserving of whatever it is people want most I suppose. They certainly don’t go knocking door to door asking you if you have found sex with another *insert your sex here*. I got physically assaulted by a Christian when I walked into Hastings to return a movie because they were holding a Harry Potter book party. I wasn’t even there for the party. I just wanted to return a movie and find another one. But I got HIT IN THE FACE with a fucking Bible. I did get the woman hauled off to jail, the whole while she screamed that I was going to hell.

And this is the pathetic, hypocritical corner the Evangelical Church has now painted itself into. By throwing its muscle, money, and manpower behind such an unapologetic, reprehensible, amoral human being like Donald Trump—it has lost the very small patch of moral ground it had left on which to stand to point the finger at any professed sinful behavior. They now haven’t a pulpit to pound on. And this is why their decision to once again go back to draw from the well of making the LGBTQ community the target of attack is so reprehensible. That they insist on inflicting damage on an already marginalized community to rally their base, is opportunistic bullying and hypocrisy of the highest order.

This is the only reason I even bring this stupidness up. These people helped trump get into the white house. They if not financially supported him, they spiritually supported him and now they wish to damn Disney for having an openly gay character? Who the fuck do you people think you are? Jesus himself will turn his back on you if he actually exists and you honestly believe we are going to pay you any mind?

More and more, younger generations view gender identity and sexual orientation as non-issues, which is making these religious folk’s righteous indignation look more and more like the unhinged ramblings of an old man who has lost his faculties. The Christians who are weeping and gnashing their teeth right now aren’t winning any converts, they’re doing nothing to damage Disney, and everything to damage the image of the Church in the eyes of the world, as an out-of-touch, hateful, inconsistent horde—who apparently find gay people “icky” but misogyny perfectly Presidential.

Do I really need to say anything right now? Are we really expecting them to be able to convince people that they should have any say in anything ever?

I’m sure these folks will do some wild theological gymnastics to make a gay character in a fictional story somehow more of a threat to our children than a confessed predatory President who brags about forcing himself physically upon strangers. They will work overtime to try and get God to consent to their inconsistency—but God will not. They can conjure up all sorts of Biblical slight-of-hand to try and justify themselves, but it will all be fruitless.

There may have been a day in the now distant past, where the preachers and Evangelists would have gotten a nice bump from such histrionics; a time when they may have even convinced some Biblically illiterate, easily suggestible bystanders to go along with them. It may have been sound Church business at one time. But these self-righteous reservoirs are drying up, as the old folks in these communities die out and the building themselves grow dormant, with no new converts to fill them. They are quickly become dusty museums of a religious bigotry that thankfully fewer and fewer people feel like practicing.

Today these protests are falling on deaf ears, by an educated, technologically connected generation, who see such obsessions with people’s personal plumbing all as much ado about nothing. They have no interest in a Church who doesn’t seem at all burdened to attend to the real suffering in the world, preferring to protest musicals, out terrified teenagers, and police public bathrooms for nonexistent boogeymen. 

Disney’s primary business is in the telling of stories and the dreaming of dreams and the singing of songs. And in days when the world has become so dark and so starved of simple joy—we need their brand of beautiful magic more than ever. The majority of us who affirm the inherent value of all people will pack the theaters and escape from that dim existence for a couple of hours, celebrating the diversity of this life with our children in stories and songs. Meanwhile “the Church” will stand outside with signs, sneering and scowling and being miserable in the name of Jesus—before returning to social media to troll some folks online who believe Donald Trump isn’t a great model of morality for our nation’s children.

And those of us who believe that we’re all equally welcome at the table despite who or how we love (many of us committed Christians), will stand at the door smiling, and with our hands pointed toward the dining room, simply sing to all who gather:

Be our guest, be our guest…

I am so glad the younger generation are looking at the older ones wondering just what the fuck is their deal. As they should, as we all have and should. Sometimes things need to be called out on. Things need to be looked at and then weighed to determine their priority in each and every one of our lives. Weights come out differently for us all. For some, like myself the fact that there is an openly gay character in a Disney movie, live action or animated weighs absolutely NOTHING compared to the Tangerine Tyrant many of religious community put in charge.

Quoted article can be found in it’s entirety without my comments. If you want to read it that way. Also to give the original author props. Please like it, especially if you liked mine!

Any community who supports the Tyrant will not get any support from me. In fact, I’ll be more likely to gladly support whatever they’re against. But I tend to do that anyway.

Until next time, do yourself a favor and just pick your battles. Have the sense to know when to give up on something and when to really dig in and fight.

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People just annoy me.

I don’t call people cunts frequently as I use the term for the most horrid of people. Today, I called someone I don’t even know a cunt. She deserved it, I assure you. Apparently according to her anyone who calls themselves an Expat must give up their citizenship of the country for which they were born in. And to be part of a group called Expats in Mexico on Facebook one must apparently do so. WTFF?? I shit you not, she actually suggested that ON THE GROUP ITSELF. I don’t know what anyone else said because I simply said “Wow you went from being mean to a cunt really fast. Way to go!” then blocked her ass and turned off notifications for the post and have moved on.

Currently watching Captain Kirk romance the Princess of Genovia. It’s interesting to be fair. Although the second movie isn’t as great as the first. It got seriously Disney-fied. Meaning it was made to be more of a Disney Channel movie then a typical movie as the first one was. There is Raven who was/is a known Disney Channel star, whereas the first movie was just pure movie. And adding singing to it especially Julie Andrews singing that smacks of Family Disney.

Nothing at all is wrong with Family Disney, I grew up on it and I do adore it. But sometimes something is just…..TOO DISNEY. Today’s Disney just isn’t like the old Disney. Moanna for example was a wonderful tale that was choked to death with songs. One or two are wonderful, even three or four are admirable. But how many? There is at least a dozen songs. Seems like every other scene someone was spitting out a song. And I have always enjoyed Disney animation movies and will hopefully always love them. But if they are going to replace storyline with songs, it’s going to loose it’s charm. Moanna is the first movie I have seen that has made me feel this way completely.

I honestly cannot think of any other Disney movie that has done this so far.

And why in the world is Stan Lee making an appearance in Princess Diaries 2??? Did I miss something in comic book land?? lol

Until next time, it’s perfectly fine to allow a person get under your skin. Just don’t let them sit there and become an infection. Deal with them and then slap some antiseptic and a band aid on it and move on with things.

*The orange kitty in the featured image banner is Baby Kitty. She’s mine and she is the queen of being annoyed.*

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So um, there was this thing…and this other thing…

And it’s called a brain fart. It’s not that I forgot per see, it’s just that I’d remember at 2 am or so and wasn’t getting out of bed to say hi.

That and I really haven’t had much to say. Been trying to ignore the joke that IOA put in the White House and am constantly wondering how and WHY the bloody hell this is going on as long as it’s been (North America period is going to get nuked with the way the tangerine idiot is going!) and how the hell there isn’t a louder uproar from either side of the aisle.

So last thing I wrote about was going back to the US and then returning to Mexico. And the next day, hubby tripped going out the gate, got his shoelace tangled in the wheel of the luggage and long story short, two closed fractured elbows, small fractures in his left wrist (he’s a lefty as well so yay), and multiple bruises. But the good news is not only do we have medical insurance here in Mexico, but in the end a doctor’s visit, 8 x-rays, two wrist braces, two prescriptions only cost us $250 USD. AND we were in at 5 pm,  walking to Little Cesar’s at 6:20 pm- SAME DAY. Of course things are still going to be a little tight until the insurance refunds us but we all know if we were in the US you would have to add a few zeros to the end amount as well as some hours to the time everything took.

A few things have happened around the world in case you’ve missed any of it, one of the big things is that Jane Roe of the Roe v Wade fame died over the weekend at age 69. Norma McCorvey died of heart failure. Back in the ’70s, McCorvey was 22 and pregnant for the third time. She wanted an abortion but was living in Texas, where it was illegal unless the mom’s life was at risk. Cue the lawsuit that led to the big-name Supreme Court decision that legalized abortion nationwide. After that, McCorvey spent years as an abortion-rights activist. Then in the ’90s, she did a 180. She became a born-again Christian and started speaking out against abortion. In the mid 2000s, she even asked the Supremes to overturn her own case. They said no. Started off well but ended horribly. And of course now those idiot Republicans are trying to get it thrown out…again.

I have discovered a couple of good and in my little world important web-sites you should definitely check out more than once. The perfectly named What The Fuck Just Happened Today? Follows the so called president day to day in all the shit debacle he’s causing and gives you a run down of the major fuck ups going on, as well as backs it up with real facts, not those alternative facts Republicans are trying to shove down our throats. Then for those of you who are trying to keep things straight when it comes to the Immigration disaster Tangerine Tyrant created, there is the Daily Skimm’s No Excuses: Immigration page.

Because the smart are going to talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
Republicans are going to baulk, baulk, baulk, baulk, baulk
The intelligent are just going to shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
We’ll shake if off.
The trump admin is going to lie, lie, lie, lie, lie
His supporters are going to cry, cry, cry, cry, cry
But the world is going to sigh, sigh, sigh, sigh, sigh,
and they’ll shake, shake, shake, shake, shake it off. Shake it off….

Until next time, is there a preventive measure to keep earworms out? Like Heart Guard that keeps heartworms out of pets???

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