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Thursday, September 3, 2009

On pets

Can't remember where I saw this. I think in was on an email forward. Not mine, and I lay no claim to it...but it is so freaking funny!

Where do pets come from? ?
A newly discovered chapter in the Book of Genesis has provided the answer to "Where do pets come from?"

Adam and Eve said, "Lord, when we were in the garden, you walked with us every day. Now we do not see you any more. We are lonesome here, and it is difficult for us to remember how much you love us."

And God said, "No problem! I will create a companion for you that will be with you forever and who will be a reflection of my love for you, so that you will love me even when you cannot see me. Regardless of how selfish or childish or unlovable you may be, this new companion will accept you as you are and will love you as I do, in spite of yourselves."

And God created a new animal to be a companion for Adam and Eve.

And it was a good animal.

And God was pleased.

And the new animal was pleased to be with Adam and Eve and he wagged his tail.

And Adam said, "Lord, I have already named all the animals in he Kingdom and I cannot think of a hame for this new animal"

And God said, "No problem, because I have created this new animal to be a reflection of my love for you, his name will be a reflection of my own name, and you will call him DOG."

And Dog lived with Adam and Eve and was a companion to them and loved them.

And they were comforted.

And God was pleased.

And Dog was content and wagged his tail.

After a while, it came to pass that an angel came to the Lord and said, "Lord, Adam and Eve have become filled with pride. They strut and preen like peacocks and they believe they are worthy of adoration. Dog has indeed taught them that they are loved, but perhaps too well."

And God said, "No problem! I will create for them a companion who will be with them forever and who will see them as they are. The companion will remind them of their limitations, so they will know that they are not always worthy of adoration."

And God created CAT to be a companion to Adam and Eve.

And Cat would not obey them. And when Adam and Eve gazed into Cat's eyes, they were reminded that they were not the supreme beings.

And Adam and Eve learned humility.

And they were greatly improved.

And God was pleased.

And Dog was happy.

And Cat didn't give a shit one way or the other

My Epiphany

Thursday, August 03, 2006
My epiphany
I have been an Empath as long as I can remember. I have pick up on certain aspects of people's lives. It takes me some time to do that amd it's usually after a few conversations. This was especially stong duting pregnancies. I could actually find things that people had lost during those 9 months.

I can't predict things like lotto numbers (don't I wish), or when the next disaster will happen. But it's PEOPLE that I am intuitive to. And it's usually not strangers. I can tell when something not right is going on in my daughter's lives, and I try my best not to pry, just hope they have enough faith in me to confide.

A young lady very dear to me had just met a family member of my son-in-law and I noted to my daughter that there was something going on. There were "sparks" between these two and I could tell they belonged together. And, Goddess willing, they are together as a couple for many years to come.

A couple of months ago, I met someone who has had a very strange effect on me. Since meeting her, my physical health has plummeted and I feel extremely emotionally fragile. I have not slept but one full night in the past 5 weeks. I have resorted to taking sleeping pills to help me sleep, but with no relief. I still wake up in the middle of the night.

I can tell when she is telling me her version of the truth and when she is lying. I can "see" the disturbances in her past and can see the reason she is a very cold woman.

And I realized about a half hour ago that she is an Energy Vampire. I have only met one other in the past, and did not recognize it until after she was out of my life, and even then, I did not recognize her for what she was.

I am not blaming her for my actual physical woes. She did not cause them. But I feel that she is the underlying cause for other symptoms I am having. The simple fact is that she has sucked all positivity from me

She relies on me for things right now, and as of tomorrow evening , she will no longer be dependant on me for anything. I can no longer allow myself to be used like this.

I will surround myself with a shield of positive light. I will make a conscious effort to breathe deeply and let those negative forces leave my mind and body I will cut her away from me. I will put a sign on my door that says "Leave your drama outside this home"

I can't do this any longer and will no longer allow anyone's negative energy to have such an impact on my life.

The Pagan part of me believes this. The part of me that wants to help people will have to step back a bit. I will continue doing my volunteer work because I get good feelings, good energy from knowing that I am doing my part to help others who have experienced Domestic Violence.

But if I do pick up on these Energy Vampires, I will no longer allow them to enter my life and have control over me.

I am empowered now by this realization. I feel better about my life and my future. My Goddess will guide me and I have Faith that she is with me and will allow me to continue to be Empathetic with others, but I vow I will focus on those who I feel the positive energies radiate from them.

Surrounded by the strength of light. Filled with the breath of life. I am 51. The next 30 or so years of my life will pass by more quickly than the last 30. And I fully intend to bring the good in and not allow the bad to overtake me.

Brightest of Blessing. My Circle is closed
For those of you who may not be aware, back in January of 2007, I was mistaken for a speedbump.

accident Day 14
Current mood: depressed

I find my self constantly apologizing for everything. I feel..disconcerted, if that is the right word. I can't remember things. Need to call Hahn today to get an MRI on my knee and hip, maybe my head. I forgot to yesterday.

I hurt. I need to go home but can't afford to leave work.

I swear I think there is a curse on me. I HATE to drive (things happen in threes. First car hitting house, then this. WHAT IS NEXT?????

I have to get back into the swing of things. I just can't right now.

Tuesday, January 23, 2007
accident day 17 (or 18)
Current mood: cranky
Well, MRI is set up for tomorrow. Yay. I also have PTSD, according to my dr.

I am officially a nut job. But the xanax helps me accept that fact.

My boss, bless his heart, says I should be better by now. Yeah, Rod, YOU get hit by a car when you are my age. You may have more gray hair than me, but you will always be younger. Remind me to mistake you for a speed bump when you are my age and see how you like it!

It is times like this I (almost ALMOST) wish I had a husband or BF to take care of me. But then I realize I would have to put up with him later.

For those of you who don't know, I had some guy born in 1919 run a stop sign and hit me when I was in the crosswalk. I guess I am better. My knee hurts all the time and keeps giving out on me.

I need to stop being such a negative nelly.

I never want to walk in those shoes

originally published 8/28/06

So I am watching the Katrina special on NBC. There is so much that the news never showed. My heart aches for those who lost so much. I have a cousin who lost everything. I see the bitterness in the words he writes about how the governenment let the people down. I have old friends who have nothing left and are sruggling to make ends meet.

My heritage is in South Louisiana. It seems to be all gone, at least physically. The spirit, though, in my mind, lives on.

I wish I could help. I wish I could do something. I feel like my hands are tied I mean, I donated clothing and household goods. That is all I could do. I just wish it could have been more.

My heart aches. I was just in tears watching this show.

This catastrophic event was not a lie perpetuated by our so called leaders. The lie is in the knowing what was happening and the sin is failing to do anything about it.


Still appropriate for the times

From 8/5/06

Although I am a bit too young to be a true "child of the 60's, I do remember the VietNam conflict and the nightly body count on the evening news. I did my own voicing of my stance against the Police Action in which we were involved in the early 70's. I got kicked off Barksdale AFB in Bossier City, LA when some friends and I were staging a silent protest to bring our young men back home safely. Spiro Agnew was there and it was the annual Open House that day.

One of the strongest protest songs of the 60's era was by a group called Country Joe and the Fish. The lyrics are as true today as they were then. Just change a country or two....or four

Yeah, come on all of you, big strong men,
Uncle Sam needs your help again.
He's got himself in a terrible jam
Way down yonder in Vietnam
So put down your books and pick up a gun,
We're gonna have a whole lotta fun.

And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam;
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.

Well, come on generals, let's move fast;
Your big chance has come at last.
Gotta go out and get those reds 'cause
The only good commie is the one who's dead
And you know that peace can only be won
When we've blown 'em all to kingdom come.


Well, come on Wall Street, don't move slow,
Why man, this is war a-go-go.
There's plenty good money to be made
By supplying the Army with the tools of the trade,
Just hope and pray that if they drop the bomb,
They drop it on the Viet Cong.


Well, come on mothers throughout the land,
Pack your boys off to Vietnam.
Come on fathers, don't hesitate,
Send 'em off before it's too late.
Be the first one on your block
To have your boy come home in a box.

Mothers in Law

Originally published 12/3/2007

I hate mother-in-law jokes. They make wonderful women look bad.

My former mother in law, Janie Palmer, passed away last night after a courageous battle with cancer. She stayed with us a lot longer than her DRs said she would. I figured that. She was a tough cookie and I loved her dearly.

When I divorced her son, who is the father of my daughters, she told me "Just because you divorced Ronald, doesn't mean you divorced us. You are still family." This was about 25 years ago and I still have not forgotten those words. The kindest words ever spoken to me.

The only consolation I have is that she is no longer in pain.

I love you Janie. And I will miss you.

Debbie's MySpace Blog | blahblahblah

Debbie's MySpace Blog | blahblahblah: "dang I am not so bad after all!"

Upon leaving MySpace. Maybe. Or just ignoring it.

I'm not entrenched enough in the 21st century to figure out the intricacies of MySpace. Also, there are a lot of dumbass kids on there. Quite a few great people, but mostly dumbass kids.
So, I'm going to start copying over some of my blog from there to here. Don't want to lose them. Occasionally I will have minute flashes of what I like to call brilliance.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Texting and Driving

Austin City Council members are "mulling" on whether or not to ban texting and driving. Needs to be shown at every Driver's Ed, every high school, every teen who drives OR rides with another teen. Even if you think "My child would NEVER do that", make them watch.
I'm trying to make the link may have to copy and paste into your browser.

Friday, August 21, 2009

Nobody Loves Me, Everybody Hates Me!

Wow. Always emailing me telling me that I have 1 (or 2 or 3) friend(s) looking for me. have often been tempted to fork over my Visa # to join. Glad I didn't. I would have found out nobody loves me..blah, blah. Evidently, they are in a world o' trouble for fraudulent business practices. Seems as if people who actually join the "Gold Club" find out NO ONE is looking for them. And actually tacks on additional fees. Check on

Anyway, to make this even more interesting, I had the oddest experience last night. Followng is my post on consumeraffairs.

I don't know where to begin! I have 2 Yahoo accounts. One is a regular account, one is a "dump" account for places where I am sure I will get junk email. I am the only one who knows about the "dump" account. I rarely go there, but last night, decided I would clean it out. There were about 1600 messages. I sorted by Sender. I eventually got to I saw about 79 messages, all referring to someone named Blake. (NOT my name and I'm female). Now mind you, my classmates registration is not this dump account. I clicked on one of the links as I am nosy. It actually brought me to the profile page of Blake WITHOUT A FREAKING PASSWORD! That said, I do know a Blake and have worked with him for maybe a year. And this is the Blake whose profile I actually got into. There is no way he would know my dump account name. Again, NO ONE but me knows it. He is not a boyfriend, we are simply coworkers and, to my recollection, have never even discussed I have not contacted classmates yet. I did find a direct number, and will be calling it but will not be giving them info they can use to cover their tracks.

I guess my point of this is that if this happened to Blake, this could happen to anyone. And it could be that the person who gains access to your CM account WITHOUT A PASSWORD could cause all kinds of meanness. It could happen to me, it could happen to you, if you are a member of

Monday, July 20, 2009

Not that I am a conspiracy theorist or anything,

IF by some snowball's chance in hell Palin ran and got elected, has anyone noticed that is would coincide with the "end of days" in the Mayan culture? Palin elected 11/12 and less than 2 months later, BOOOM! we all gets it in the end. So to speak.

And has anyone noticed that SArah PalIN (SA and IN) is kind of like SATAN? Obviously without the T and the I becomes an A.

ALSO, Sarah's birthday is 2/11/1964. Numerologically speaking, that adds up to 6!

Her birth name, Sarah Louise Heath has 16 letters. There's that other "6" folks. Or you can look at it as Sarah Heath Palin. Fifteen letters. (5+1=6)

She was one of 4 siblings, 2 parents. Yet another 6!

At least 3 sixes.

I wonder if I shall be sued by her sharky little lawyer-boys. They evidently want to open a can of whupass on anyone saying anything negative about their little princess.

Not that I am a conspiracy theorist or anything.

But maybe I should be. After all, if a wannabe presidential candidate can sic her lawyers on someone exercising their right to free speech, maybe I should worry. It's OK to carry a gun, but not to speak? Worrisome is exactly what it is.

Folks. Before anyone starts going off on a rant, the above is meant to be tongue-in-cheek. It shows how a person can take minutiae and warp it to suit their own viewpoint.

Six is not that much worse than three.

I honestly did not know how I was going to adapt to having SIX kids under the age of 10 years in my house. I thought I would go start raving batshit. The 3 grandsons that live with me are loud, smelly, obnoxious and they pee on the walls - because they can't seem to hit the toilet. I raised 2 girls. Talk about a world of difference.
And then my eldest walked in the front door with her three kids. I hadn't seen them in 5 years. Her daughter, my only granddaughter just fell into my arms. I buried my face into her neck and cried so softly I don't think anyone knew. My heart exploded with happy.
That little girl has me so wrapped around her finger. She went to the Walmarts with me and conned me into a stuffed dog in a carrying case, a new shirt, pizza rolls and ice cream.
And my oldest grandson, so handsome! And he loves to cook. He has made cookies a couple of times and made cupcakes tonight. I got him a cookbook for kids. I am going to have him pick out a couple of recipes, make a menu and go grocery shopping with me for the meal(s).
And the middle boy. What a love. He has the most vibrant eyes! He loves basketball and is just so danged sweet. I just want to hug him every time I see him. In fact, I think I will right now.

Escuse me while I go get some grandboy hugs.

I took the boys to Museum of the Wierd and of course had them pick out souvenier t-shirts.

Did some of the touristy stuff.

I seriously don't know if I can let them go. Ever.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Excitement. Sort of. And life changes

We will have a new Fearless Leader in a few days. I am excited as I like to think Obama will turn us around. We need it.

My life runs in cycles. Huge events happen every 4 years. And this is my 4th year. We will see what happens.

We are moving soon as my landlord is selling the house. Part of me wants to buy it, but it is so...dark. Literally and figuratively. I need to cleanse it before the Big Move to rid all our belongings to the new house. The new house is so light and bright. Sunshine everywhere. I will still do a cleansing before the move. Have sage, will cleanse.