I am a grandma!

Friends. We all have them. Some are really great, others take a lot of work. I often wonder if we are friends with certain people because they have characteristics that we lack. Some can be very draining, but at the same time, they can keep you sane. I came to a conclusion last week. I am a capable person who, no I have not always made the wisest choices, but I'm still here. I must be doing something right. I am only about 2 years younger than my closest friend. A couple of other friends are a little older than that, but it seems like none of them believe I am a capable person. Anything they do is great or wonderful. Anything I do is stupid. They say disparaging things about my son, my animals, my decisions, my home, but don't dare say anything about them or theirs. Then you are just being nasty. I have been told recently I hurt someone because I didn't pick up on their hint they needed a ride somewhere (even though I use my son's car because I don't

What ever happened to the Saturday morning cartoons. I always got up early with my son, we would have breakfast and watch the Saturday morning cartoons. Afterwards, I was quite busy with the housework and he was off with his friends, so this was our time. Now my son is grown and I still get up early. I can't believe the trash they have on Saturday morning now. If it's not reality shows for kids, it's sports or news shows. Whatever happened to letting kids be kids and having fun. Kids have to face a lot more than we did when we were kids. They are growing up much faster now than we did. Maybe that's the problem with the world, we don't let the kids just have their fun. Now the trend seems to be "I want to be friends with my kid." Newsflash, your kids have enough friends of their own. They don't need or want to be your friend. They need someone to guide and direct them. They don't like it, but they recognize the need for it. Plus ther

Nothing much ever really happens in my life. It is pretty usual and boring, but today topped anything I could have imagined. I am pagan in belief, and I believe in the moon and its effects on people. However this morning I started having my doubts. I got up and fed the animals. Once I was dressed, I took the dog's leash and started on my walk. I really enjoy the morning walk. Everything is quiet and calm. Where I live there is a park with a wonderful pond. Several ducks have taken to visiting the pond and have been here for about 3 weeks now. However, just as I was entering the park, I passed a young man in his early 30s. I got a few steps away when he started screaming at me. I turned to look at him (big mistake) and he really went into overdrive. I quote "I'm going to kill you in front of your f#$#$^ng dog and then I'm going to kill your f#$^@ng dog!!! You are both a piece of useless s#$t. There were a lot of other swear words used, but you get the gist

Are there any real men out there anymore? I mean the ones who don't need Viagra or Cialis. The ones who have a decent sized penis that doesn't need a patch. It seems that for years there was never this much dissatisfaction with the size or activity of men but, based on the number of e-mails I get offering to "enlarge the size of my penis" (besides the fact that I am female) there must have been an evolutionary disaster that caused all men to become very small and incapable of performing. I can understand the older generation where it doesn't work as well anymore, but come on (pun intended). Does the whole world have to hear about it? Just my little rant of the day.