tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35038662553194221232024-03-14T05:43:35.561-04:00SerendipityDeb Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03088053403304682239noreply@blogger.comBlogger318125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3503866255319422123.post-33915816878199493762023-05-30T17:14:00.001-04:002023-05-30T17:14:57.201-04:00Dis-respect<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div><div><br></div><div>I guess I am really shocked at <b>how much</b> disrespect there is in the world anymore. It doesn't seem to be against any one person, age, race, or the places they live, or work, it's just everywhere. And it's disgusting. </div><div><br></div><div>I know that at my 64 years of age, I am biased, but I was brought up to respect everyone and to try to NEVER disrespect anyone. Yet every day, I am, we are, being disrespected by neighbors. </div><div><br></div><div>From the day they moved in 2 yrs ago (+/-), we have had incident after incident of their dogs, turkeys and even chickens, coming into our yard from their property <b><i>across</i></b> the road. We watched while their turkeys and chickens were taken out by vehicles and through predation. Luckily, none of the then 3 dogs had gotten hit.</div><div><br></div><div>From the get-go, myself and my boyfriend's sister let them know they had to keep their pets under control. Opening a door and letting them run loose isn't keeping them under control. We let them know that if our dog (Diego) attacked theirs, while he was in his own yard, it's not our fault. Did they heed the warnings? </div><div><br></div><div>Nope. </div><div><br></div><div>So now there are 4 dogs. This fourth dog has a bad habit of wandering into my boyfriend's sister's yard, scaring her when she's outside carrying her tiny dog. Enough is just enough. The dog warden gave these neighbors a warning. Their dogs are being tied up now.</div><div><br></div><div>Then...comes the loud music. So loud, in fact, that we can hear it over our tvs, and it echoes up and down this valley. Their choice of music isn't exactly neighbor-friendly, either. Few 60 yr olds enjoy rap or even Eminem. LOL (And yes, I know the difference because I do like some Eminem and Alternative rock, and the newer country music...thanks to my kids!)</div><div><br></div><div>Anyways, there's nothing we can do about the music. Not until after 11 p.m.</div><div><br></div><div>Disrespect or are they being spiteful? </div><div><br></div><div>You be the judge.</div>Deb Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03088053403304682239noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3503866255319422123.post-27369220568889952912023-05-28T18:11:00.001-04:002023-05-28T18:11:45.071-04:00My Life is Stuck in a Vicious Cycle<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div><div><br></div><div>I have gotten up these past few mornings, realizing that I am doing the same things day after day after day. Especially in the morning.</div><div><br></div><div>I get up, make coffee, set the coffee cups up to have coffee added to them. I split the English muffins and put two (whole ones) in the 4-slice toaster. </div><div><br></div><div>Then I get out a small yogurt-sized cup for my boyfriend's applesauce, which he takes his pills with. I warm up the small fry pan, spray with generic butter spray. Two eggs go in and the yoke is broke for the home style egg and cheese english muffin. </div><div><br></div><div>When I open the 3 pieces cheese, Luna, our Great Pyrenees, comes running for her daily slice of cheese. Next, coffee gets poured, toaster buttons go down and muffin halves get buttered before putting the sandwiches together. </div><div><br></div><div>At the table, I take my boyfriend's blood glucose, dish out his pills, then turn to my insulin that I have to give to myself. Two different kinds: Basaglar and Fiasp...long term and short term insulins. </div><div><br></div><div>Now I can eat. And share my food with Luna. I'm on the "Luna Diet": a bite for me and a bite for her. As many bites as I give her, I never get any thinner though! LOL</div><div><br></div><div>After my coffee cools down, I take my pills and supplements. I do my daily things on Facebook, posting good morning images or Happy-whatever-day-it-is to my private group and my own page Serendipity. </div><div><br></div><div>The rest of the day isn't the sameness of every morning. It's dreading the mornings now though...I feel stuck and depressed. You see, my boyfriend has diabetic retinopathy and can't fend for himself too much. And I keep telling myself, that I didn't sign up for this...being a nurse maid, driver, the list goes on. </div><div><br></div><div>Okay...end of rant. At least until tomorrow morning. Be prepared! </div><div><br></div><div>Take care and thanks for reading! </div><div><br></div><div>Deb </div>Deb Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03088053403304682239noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3503866255319422123.post-38520706150733706792019-08-20T20:28:00.001-04:002019-08-20T20:36:55.698-04:00A Series of Unfortunate (Medical) Events<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Last Tuesday, was probably the worst day of my life. It almost was the end of my life if I hadn't done what my doctor ordered.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Truth is, I hadn't been feeling well for quite some but had no idea as to the cause for it. I'd gotten so used to this state of being that it wasn't until things got progressively worse that I scheduled a doctor's appointment for last Tuesday. (August 13, 2019.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">My doctor asked me what was going on so I told her that there were several things going on: having extreme auras without the migraine; my balance was way off; so exhausted all the time; muscle weakness to the point simple tasks literally wore me out; shakey legs so that it was all I could do to remain standing; nausea without vomiting; brief headaches without the auras were the worst of my complaints. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Starting off, she didn't know what to say so started with getting my vitals. She tried to get my blood pressure but could not find it. So she asked her nurse to try...again, no results. Another nurse came in and she had no luck finding my heart beat and finally another doctor came in and she did find it but it wasn't as good as it normally is. I have never had this problem before with my blood pressure. Yes, it's normally low, but not that low. (I don't recall the bottom number.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">She ordered blood tests and a CT scan of my heart, sending me to the hospital to have them done. Finally, exhausted, I went home, thinking I could lay down because I was really feeling awful, was having the auras again and extremely tired out. My phone rang and my doctor's nurse was on the other end telling me I had to get to the emergency room <b>immediately</b>! My potassium was at a <u><b>critical level</b></u> and I <b>had</b> to go, the sound of her voice told me something bad was happening.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">My son was sleeping as he had worked the graveyard shift the night before, and it was his car I was using so all I could do is to drive myself back to the hospital, taking a risk that I was totally unaware of by doing so. (My daughter lives about 15-20 minutes away and there was no way I could wait to have her take me.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I made it to the hospital's emergency entrance, parking the car and then, barely able to walk because of feeling so dizzy and the auras blocking out most of my vision, yet I made it inside the door. Barely. A young man asked if I needed a wheelchair and I said yes, collapsing into it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Registration only took minutes then I was wheeled to an ER room and a flurry of doctors and nurses flooded the room. I was shocked! Adding to my shock was the fact my blood pressure was 49/32...and one doctor stood there watching the monitor above my head as the nurses hooked me up to IVs, pumping medications into me as fast as they could. I was then told I was in kidney failure. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">What???</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I was in such sad shape at the moment that I just didn't understand what that meant. It took me almost another day before I understood what had happened. I spent hours in that room in the ER, getting fluids and antibiotics and other medications to flush the potassium out of my system, until my blood pressure started to rebound. (They also treated me for Sepsis, as a precaution but that was not saying I had it.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">My son and daughter arrived and asked me what in the world was going on so I told them what I did understand: that because of the overload of potassium in my system, it caused my kidneys to fail and in turn caused my blood pressure to drop critically. They asked me what did it mean that I had kidney failure and I couldn't answer that until another day or two later when the attending doctor took the time to explain exactly what happened after talking to my doctor and myself about my medical history over the past year or more. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">For about 11 or 12 years, I have dealt with <a href="https://www.webmd.com/ibs/what-is-ibs-d#1" target="_blank">IBS-D</a> (Irritable Bowel Syndrome with Diaherria) as a probable side effect of having Fibromyalgia most of my life. However it had gotten to be progresssively worse over time until I was feeling so sick and wiped out after making 6-8-10 trips each day to the bathroom. Blood tests revealed I was passing potassium and magnesium out of my system so fast that my body was not able to use it. My doctor put me on prescription potassium and OTC magnesium. That was several months ago.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Since then, I went to see a gastrologist about the IBS-D and he went through my medications and saw I was on <a href="https://www.webmd.com/drugs/2/drug-11285-7061/metformin-oral/metformin-oral/details" target="_blank">Metformin</a> for Diabetes. He told me Metformin is well known to cause aggressive diaherria and as such, told me to go without it for 10 days and see how my body acted. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">And almost immediately, my bowels returned to normal! Such wonderful relief! After the 10 days passed, I did not return to taking the Metformin. I couldn't. I had my life back and wasn't chained to the bathroom anymore.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Since I had normal bowel movements again, I decided just days before my trip to the ER, to stop taking the potassium and magnesium. I wasn't quick enough. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The potassium built up and up, my body could not rid of it, so it just started creating all the issues I told my doctor about the day I was admitted to the hospital. It was literally a downward spiral over a period of a months. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I am still amazed that it happened as it did and just as thankful that I am alive to tell this story.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Because of this, I had 2 medications removed from me. </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I was taking <a href="https://www.webmd.com/drugs/2/drug-6288-67/spironolactone/details" target="_blank">Spironolactone</a> </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">for swelling of my ankles, which combined with the potassium to make the potassium level even worse. That prescription is gone. And so was <a href="https://www.webmd.com/drugs/2/search?type=drugs&query=ramipril" target="_blank">Ramipril</a> which was used to protect my kidneys from diabetes and because I have normally low blood presure.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The take-away here is: <u><b>be your own advocate for your health</b></u> (as my daughter tells me all the time!). <u><b>Question everything, especially all medications.</b></u> The interaction between the Spironolactone and potassium should have been caught either between the doctor or the pharmacist, at least in my opinion. I do not blame anyone for this...accepting that some things just happen.</span><br />
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Deb Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03088053403304682239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3503866255319422123.post-31687935240898611272019-06-07T18:03:00.000-04:002019-06-07T18:03:18.618-04:00Great Comments from Dull Minds (Humor...well sort of)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"><b>Question</b>: If you could live forever, would you and why?</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"><b>Answer</b>: "I would not live forever, because we should not live forever, because if we were supposed to live forever, then we would live forever, but we cannot live forever, which is why I would not live forever."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">-- Miss Alabama in the 1994 Miss USA contest</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">"Whenever I watch TV and see those poor starving kids all over the world, I can't help but cry. I mean I'd love to be skinny like that but not with all those flies and death and stuff."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">-- Mariah Carey</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">"I haven't committed a crime. What I did was fail to comply with the law."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">-- David Dinkins, former New York City Mayor, answering accusations that he failed to pay his taxes.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">"Smoking kills. If you're killed, you've lost a very important part of your life."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">-- Brooke Shields, during an interview to become spokesperson for a federal anti-smoking campaign</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">"I've never had major knee surgery on any other part of my body."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">-- Winston Bennett, University of Kentucky basketball forward.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">"We're going to turn this team around 360 degrees."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">-- Jason Kidd, upon his being drafted by the Dallas Mavericks</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">"I'm not going to have some reporters pawing through our papers. We are the president."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">-- Hillary Clinton commenting on the release of subpoenaed documents</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">"China is a big country, inhabited by many Chinese."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">-- Former French President Charles De Gaulle</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">"That lowdown scoundrel deserves to be kicked to death by a jackass, and I'm just the one to do it."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">-- A congressional candidate in Texas.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">"I don't feel we did wrong in taking this great country away from them. There were great numbers of people who needed new land, and the Indians were selfishly trying to keep it for themselves."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">-- John Wayne</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">"Half this game is ninety percent mental."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">-- Philadelphia Phillies manager Danny Ozark</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">"It isn't pollution that's harming the environment. It's the impurities in our air and water that are doing it."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">-- Former U.S. Vice-President Dan Quayle</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">"Without censorship, things can get terribly confused in the public mind."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">-- General William Westmoreland </span></span><br />
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Deb Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03088053403304682239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3503866255319422123.post-33861048070056180962019-05-26T14:18:00.000-04:002019-05-26T14:19:30.608-04:00Twisted thoughts that hold some truths. (Humor)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b><span style="background-color: white;">1. The location of your mailbox shows you how far away from your house you can be in a robe before you start looking like a mental patient.</span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b><br style="background-color: white;" /><span style="background-color: white;">2. My therapist said</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; display: inline;"> that my narcissism causes me to misread social situations. I’m pretty sure she was hitting on me.</span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; display: inline;"><br />3. My 60 year kindergarten reunion is coming up soon and I’m worried about the 175 pounds I've gained since then.</span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; display: inline;"><br />4. I always wondered what the job application is like at Hooters. Do they just give you a bra and say, “Here, fill this out?”</span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; display: inline;"><br />5. Denny’s has a slogan, “If it’s your birthday, the meal is on us.” If you’re in Denny’s and it’s your birthday, your life sucks!</span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; display: inline;"><br />6. If I make you breakfast in bed, a simple “Thank you” is all I need ... not all this, “How did you get into my house?” business!</span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; display: inline;"><br />7. The pharmacist asked me my birth date again today. I’m pretty sure she’s going to get me something.</span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; display: inline;"><br />8. On average, an American man will have sex two to three times a week. Whereas, a Japanese man will have sex only one or two times a year. This is very upsetting news to me. I had no idea I was Japanese.</span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; display: inline;"><br />9. I can’t understand why women are okay that JC Penny has an older women’s clothing line named, “ Sag Harbor .”</span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; display: inline;"><br />10. I think it's pretty cool how Chinese people made a language entirely out of tattoos.</span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; display: inline;"><br />11. What is it about a car that makes people think we can't see them pick their noses?</span></b></span><br />
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Deb Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03088053403304682239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3503866255319422123.post-37167278617766662722019-05-17T19:09:00.000-04:002019-05-17T19:09:08.383-04:0025 Signs You've Grown Up (Humor)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Your house plants are alive, and you can't smoke any of them. </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Having sex in a twin bed is out of the question.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">You keep more food than beer in the fridge.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">6:00 AM is when you get up, not when you go to bed.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">You hear your favorite song on an elevator.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">You watch the Weather Channel.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Your friends marry and divorce instead of hook up and break up.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">You go from 130 days of vacation time to 14.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Jeans and a sweater no longer qualify as "dressed up."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">You're the one calling the police because those damn kids next</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">door won't turn down the stereo.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Older relatives feel comfortable telling sex jokes around you.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">You don't know what time Taco Bell closes anymore.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Your car insurance goes down and your payments go up.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">You feed your dog Science Diet instead of McDonalds leftovers.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Sleeping on the couch makes your back hurt.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">You no longer take naps from noon to 6 PM.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Dinner and a movie is the whole date instead of the beginning </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">of one.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Eating a basket of chicken wings at 3 AM would severely upset,</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">rather than settle, your stomach.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">You go to the drug store for ibuprofen and antacid, not condoms</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">and pregnancy tests.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">A $4.00 bottle of wine is no longer "pretty good stuff."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">You actually eat breakfast food at breakfast time.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">"I just can't drink the way I used to," replaces, "I'm never</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">going to drink that much again."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">90% of the time you spend in front of a computer is for real</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">work.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">You no longer drink at home to save money before going to a </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; 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Deb Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03088053403304682239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3503866255319422123.post-25159569031472118112019-05-17T16:37:00.000-04:002019-05-17T16:43:35.081-04:00Living with IBS-D<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">It wasn't that long ago, maybe 4-5 years, that I was diagnosed with Fibromyalgia. I'd always known something wasn't right with me, there would be times that my skin felt like it was on fire and that anything touching my skin like clothing, made it almost intolerable. I've felt this since I was maybe 15 or 16 years old. (My mom likely had the same thing, as she also complained of this.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">If you don't know <a href="https://www.mayoclinic.org/diseases-conditions/fibromyalgia/symptoms-causes/syc-20354780" target="_blank">Fibromyalgia</a> is, the Mayo Clinic says: </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">While there is no cure for Fibromyalgia, a variety of medications can help control symptoms. Exercise, relaxation and stress-reduction measures also may help."</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">I take medication that really helps the nerves not misfire and make my skin feel like it's on fire. I haven't had those symptoms in a while, which I am sooo thankful for.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Then to complicate matters, I developed IBS-D</span><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"> (Irritable Bowel Syndrome with diaherria) probably 11-12 years ago. I dealt with it as best as I could and went on with my life. I just learned that when my tummy cramped a certain way, I had to get to the bathroom quickly.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">5-1/2 years ago, it became worse. When I got those cramps, I had to get to a bathroom or restroom NOW. There was no way to hold it for more than a couple of minutes. I learned though that if I didn't eat in the morning and drank very little, it wouldn't hit me until after I ate around 11:00 am or 12:00pm. (I was able to fly to Michigan 3 years ago this coming September to my girlfriend's place and then back home again without incident near the end of October.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">I was so embarrassed when it hit me while my girlfriend, her husband and I were out and about. I had to know where every restroom was in whatever places we went to, whether it was a restuarant, an outdoor event, a store, the movie theatre...etc. Just-in-case.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">That hasn't changed now since I have been back home. It's fact, gotten even worse in the last few days. Now, I'm dealing with nausea part of the day along with half-living in the bathroom daily. Seriously. (Luckily we have a 1-1/2 bathroom apartment.) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Have I seen my doctor? Yes. My old doctor put me on a couple different medications trying to stop the diaherria, neither worked. My new doctor has also had me try another medication (no--it didn't work) as well as see a gastrologist. I had a double colonoscopy a year ago, meaning I had one two days in a row to remove polyps. At least no cancer!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">But I wasn't happy with that gastrologist and will be seeing a new one next month. I have to do something. Living like this is crazy. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">I have depression and have since I was a little girl. Can you imagine what it does to me having this condition? Let's just say I am very quick to tears far too often.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms", sans-serif;">I want to be able to go for a walk in nature. I want to go to a store and not have to visit the restroom 1-2-3 times while I am there. I want to be able to go for long rides and not worry where the next restroom might be or when the next exit is coming up. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">I want to live without stomach cramps that take my breath away. I want to live without tears from having to turn down activities with my family. I want to not have to be a homebody for days and days at a time.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Is that so much to ask for?</span><br />
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Deb Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03088053403304682239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3503866255319422123.post-47976627765088676802019-04-29T18:43:00.002-04:002019-04-29T18:43:38.243-04:00Oil (Humor - well sort of!)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b><span style="background-color: white;">There are a lot of folks who can't understand how</span><br style="background-color: white;" /><span style="background-color: white;">we came to have an oil shortage here in America.</span><br style="background-color: white;" /><br style="background-color: white;" /><span style="background-color: white;">Well, there's a very simple answer.</span><br style="background-color: white;" /><br style="background-color: white;" /><span style="background-color: white;">Nobody bothered to check the oil.</span><br style="background-color: white;" /><br style="background-color: white;" /><span style="background-color: white;">We just didn't know we were getting low.</span><br style="background-color: white;" /><br style="background-color: white;" /><span style="background-color: white;">The reason for that is purely geographical.</span><br style="background-color: white;" /><br style="background-color: white;" /><span style="background-color: white;">All our oil is in Alaska, Texas, California, and Oklahoma.</span><br style="background-color: white;" /><br style="background-color: white;" /><span style="background-color: white;">All our dipsticks are in Washington, DC. </span></b></span><br />
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Deb Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03088053403304682239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3503866255319422123.post-57493896046365029302019-04-13T18:03:00.000-04:002019-04-13T18:03:53.051-04:00Healthy Proverbs (Humor)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><b><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">1. If you're too open minded, your brains will fall out.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">2. Age is a very high price to pay for maturity.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">3. Going to church doesn't make you a Christian any more than going</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> to a garage makes you a mechanic.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">4. Artificial intelligence is no match for natural stupidity.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">5. If you must choose between two evils, pick the one you've never</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> tried before.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">6. My idea of housework is to sweep the room with a glance.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">7. Not one shred of evidence supports the notion that life is</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> serious.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">8. It is easier to get forgiveness than permission.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">9. For every action, there is an equal and opposite government</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> program.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">10. If you look like your passport picture, you probably need the</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> trip.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">11. Bills travel through the mail at twice the speed of checks.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">12. A conscience is what hurts when all your other parts feel so</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> good.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">13. Eat well, stay fit, die anyway.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">14. Men are from earth. Women are from earth. Deal with it.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">15. No husband has ever been shot while doing the dishes.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">16. A balanced diet is a cookie in each hand.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">17. Middle age is when broadness of the mind and narrowness of the</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> waist change places.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">18. Opportunities always look bigger going than coming.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">19. Junk is something you've kept for years and throw away three weeks</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> before you need it.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">20. There is always one more imbecile than you counted on.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">21. Experience is a wonderful thing. It enables you to recognize a</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> mistake when you make it again.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">22. By the time you can make ends meet, they move the ends.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">23. Thou shalt not weigh more than thy refrigerator.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">24. Someone who thinks logically provides a nice contrast to the real</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> world.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">25. Blessed are they who can laugh at themselves for they shall</span></b><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"><b> never cease to be amused</b>.</span></span><br />
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Deb Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03088053403304682239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3503866255319422123.post-20846117833806391032019-04-08T18:08:00.000-04:002019-04-08T18:08:45.566-04:00Job Application (Humor) <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">This is an actual job application that a 17 year old boy submitted to McDonald's in Florida... and they hired him because he was so honest and funny!</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">NAME: Greg Bulmash.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">SEX: Not yet. Still waiting for the right person.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">DESIRED POSITION: Company's President or Vice President. But seriously, whatever's available. If I was in a position to be picky, I wouldn't be applying here in the first place.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">DESIRED SALARY: $185,000 a year plus stock options and a Michael Ovitz style severance package. If that's not possible, make an offer and we can haggle.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">EDUCATION: Yes.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">LAST POSITION HELD: Target for middle management hostility.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">SALARY: Less than I'm worth.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">MOST NOTABLE ACHIEVEMENT: My incredible collection of stolen pens and post-it notes.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">REASON FOR LEAVING: It sucked.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">HOURS AVAILABLE TO WORK: Any. PREFERRED HOURS: 1:30-3:30 p.m., Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">DO YOU HAVE ANY SPECIAL SKILLS?: Yes, but they're better suited to a more intimate environment.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">MAY WE CONTACT YOUR CURRENT EMPLOYER?: If I had one, would I be here?</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">DO YOU HAVE ANY PHYSICAL CONDITIONS THAT WOULD PROHIBIT YOU FROM LIFTING UP TO 50 LBS?: Of what?</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">DO YOU HAVE A CAR?: I think the more appropriate question here would be "Do you have a car that runs?"</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">HAVE YOU RECEIVED ANY SPECIAL AWARDS OR RECOGNITION?: I may already be a winner of the Publishers Clearing house Sweepstakes.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">DO YOU SMOKE?: On the job no, on my breaks yes.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE DOING IN FIVE YEARS?: Living in the Bahamas with a fabulously wealthy dumb sexy blonde super model who thinks I'm the greatest thing since sliced bread. Actually, I'd like to be doing that now.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">DO YOU CERTIFY THAT THE ABOVE IS TRUE AND COMPLETE TO THE BEST OF YOUR KNOWLEDGE?: Yes. Absolutely.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">SIGN HERE: Aries.</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;">"</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My parents beat me as a child and I am not traumatized," said the man his ex-partner reported for physical violence.</span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>"When I was a child they left me crying alone until I fell asleep and it was so bad I did not go out," said the man who spends long hours in social networks, affecting his sleep.</b></span></div>
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"They punished me as a child and I'm fine," said the man who, every time he makes a mistake, says to himself words of contempt, as a form of self-punishment.</div>
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"As a child, they put a heavy hand on me and I suffer from a trauma called 'education'," said the woman who still does not understand why all of her partners end up being aggressive.</div>
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"When I became capricious as a child, my father locked me in a room alone to learn and today I appreciate it," said the woman who has suffered anxiety attacks and can not explain why she is so afraid of being locked in small spaces .</div>
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"My parents told me they were going to leave me alone or give a stranger when I did my tantrums and I do not have traumas," said the woman who has prayed for love and has forgiven repeated infidelities to his partner so as not to feel abandoned .</div>
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"My parents controlled me with just the look and see how well I came out," said the woman who can not maintain eye contact with figures of 'authority' without feeling intimidated.</div>
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"As a child, I got even with the iron cable and today I am a good man, even professional," said the man his neighbors have accused the police for drunk hitting objects and yelling at his wife.</div>
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"My parents forced me to study a career that would give money, and see how good I am," said the man who dreams of Friday every day because he is desperate in his work doing something every day that is not what always wanted.</div>
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"When I was little they forced me to sit down until all the food was finished and they even stuffed me in with force, not like now those permissive parents" affirmed the woman who does not understand why she could not have a healthy relationship with food and in her adolescence came to develop an eating disorder.</div>
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"My mother taught me to respect her good chancletazos (<span style="color: #222222; font-size: 15px;">blow or spanking with a slipper) </span><b>to the point," said the woman who smokes 5 cigarettes a day to control her anxiety.</b></div>
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<b>"I thank my mom and my dad for every blow and every punishment, because if not who knows what would happen to me," said the man who has never been able to have a healthy relationship, and whose son constantly lies to him because he has fear."</b></div>
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<b>And so we go through life, listening to people claiming to be good people without trauma, but paradoxically, in a society full of violence and wounded people.</b></div>
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<b>-- Valery Flórez, psychologist.</b></div>
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Deb Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03088053403304682239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3503866255319422123.post-78453178300548722232019-03-09T19:36:00.001-05:002019-03-09T19:36:12.359-05:00Mid-term Exam (Humor) <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b><span style="color: #741b47;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;">The following is an actual question given on a University of Washington chemistry mid-term exam paper:</span><br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;" /><br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;">"Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat), or endothermic (absorbs heat)? Support your answer with a proof." Most of the students wrote proofs of their beliefs using Boyle's Law (gas cools off when it expands and heats up when it is compressed) or some variant thereof.</span><br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;" /><br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;">One student, however, wrote the following:</span><br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;" /><br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;">First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time. So, we need to know the rate at which souls are moving into Hell and the rate at which they are leaving. I think that we can safely assume that once a soul gets to Hell, it will not leave. Therefore, no souls are leaving. As for how many souls are entering Hell, let's look at the different religions that exist in the world today. Some of these religions state that if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to Hell. Since, there are more than one of these religions, and since people do not belong to more than one religion, we can project that all people and all souls go to Hell.</span><br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;" /><br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;">With birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in Hell to increase exponentially. Now, we look at the rate of change of the volume in Hell, because Boyle's Law states that in order for the temperature and pressure in Hell to stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand as souls are added.</span><br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;" /><br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;">This gives two possibilities:</span><br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;" /><br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;"> 1. If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls enter Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell will increase until all Hell breaks loose.</span><br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;"> </span><br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;"> 2. Of course, if Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in Hell, then the temperature and pressure will drop until Hell freezes over. </span><br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;" /><br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;">So which is it?</span><br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;" /><br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;">If we accept the postulate given to me by Ms. Krissy Jones during my Freshman year that "it will be a cold night in Hell before I sleep with you" and take into account the fact that I still have not succeeded in having sexual relations with her, then (2) cannot be true, and thus I am sure that Hell is exothermic.</span><br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;" /><br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;">This student got the only A.</span></span></b><br />
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Deb Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03088053403304682239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3503866255319422123.post-30779156421584645162019-03-01T11:00:00.001-05:002019-03-01T11:00:16.048-05:00Corruption inside prisons<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It sounds like your everyday criminal activity, right? It is, but in a place you’d least expect it. Inside prison walls. The very place we send those to stop this kind of criminal activity. But it doesn’t stop them. They are criminals after all. </span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I hate to burst your bubble but it’s not the inmates that I am talking about. I am referring to the criminal activities that are committed on a daily basis by the correction officers themselves. The very officers we hold to a higher standard and believe they risk their lives daily while working in these prisons, keeping control of the “criminals” sentenced there. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Indeed, there are some very good, honest men and women officers that work for DOCCS, however there are a lot...I mean </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">a lot</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> of very corrupt officers that work for DOCCS, who get away every criminal activity under the sun. Why? Because the very people who need to listen refuse to listen, especially to inmates who are trying to stop this, as well as their </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">union</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> is very strong. Their union protects them. Rarely do you see or hear of an officer getting fired for doing something wrong...even if it is a crime.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Extortion:</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> It’s very common inside not only inmates versus inmates but C.O.s against inmates. Officers will go in an inmate's cell and do cell search (authorized or unauthorized) and the officers will simply take from the inmates. Things like Newports cigarettes, snacks, food, chains, even a TV or radio. Officers will extort the inmates for things the inmates are entitled to, such as showers, phone calls or even for the inmates to get their mail. It’s ridiculous and WRONG.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Drugs:</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> There are a lot of drugs inside prisons. Pot, heroin, cocaine, suboxone, K-2, Molly, crystal meth. If you listen to the state, who claims these drugs enter the prison via visitors to the inmates, they are only partially right! A fair amount is brought in by officers. Officers who are greedy. All it takes is for an inmate to approach the right C.O. and the next thing you know, they are doing business together.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Physical, emotional and sexual abuse:</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> This is a very serious issue inside prisons. Officers beat up (they actually have officers that are called or known as the “beat-up squad” or “the black glove gang”) inmates </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">everyday</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">. What they do is handcuff the inmate with their hands behind their backs </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">then</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> will kick the crap out of him, and/or throw him down the stairs. The officers will then cover their tracks by taking the inmate to the infirmary to be checked for injuries first. Then the inmate is restrained and escorted from the infirmary to their cell or to the SHU (special housing unit). That is when these officers will strike and beat the inmate up all over again, including breaking bones. A “use of force” is filed but if the inmate tries to file a grievance or lawsuit, they lose because they were checked by medical staff and had no injures. Slick huh?</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So one has to ask...why don’t the powers-that-be care? Shouldn’t we care? How many of us have a friend or family member that is incarcerated? How many of us pay taxes and are always wondering why our taxes are so freaking high here in NY State? This is one of the reasons right here…</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Our courts are flooded with bogus workman’s comp cases filed by those C.O.s and lawsuits against these C.O.s But guess what? There are ways to stop 95% of this criminal activity.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">If those that are in our state government offices would just LISTEN and do the job they were elected to do. There wouldn’t be hardly any fraudulent comp cases, or lawsuits; 99% of the drugs wouldn’t be inside prisons, and no more prostitution, rapes, physical/emotional/sexual abuse. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">A </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">serious change</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> needs to be made! My son may not have all the answers but 15 years inside the system have given him plenty of ideas on how to change the system. People NEED to listen to him. We can change these things, we have the voice and the power to do so! This corruption affects every single one of us and it’s time to stop it.</span></span></div>
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Deb Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03088053403304682239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3503866255319422123.post-40894207786126066802019-02-28T18:34:00.000-05:002019-02-28T18:34:01.553-05:00Journey to Justice...The story of Shawn Campbell<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">No! This is not the next James Patterson or John Grisham novel, nor is it a Hollywood blockbuster! This is a true story about my son Shawn Campbell whom was convicted in 2005 for murder in the second degree and is currently serving 25 years to life in a maximum security prison in upstate New York.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">September 27, 2004, was a day that changed a lot of lives and a day that rocked the small town of Bath, NY. A woman by the name of Rhonda Bilby was murdered that morning.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">On the morning of September 29, 2004, my son Shawn received a call from Senior BCI Investigator Ricky Kemp asking him to come into the Bath State Police Barracks because they had some questions about the “Bilbys”. Not only did Shawn agree to talk to the, since he had nothing to hide, he allowed Investigator Kemp and Investigator Albright to pick him up on Liberty Street in Bath. Little did Shawn know that would be the last time he would stand on the street as a free man!</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Within the first couple of hours of the ‘interview’ Shawn voluntarily gave them his fingerprints and DNA. He knew he had nothing to hide and he knew that once they ran his DNA against anything they had, his would come back negative, which he was right. When the tests came back from the New York State Forensics Lab no match came back to Shawn. No DNA, no hair samples, no fibers, no blood or footprints from the foot castings taken around the body...matched Shawn.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">In late 2001, Shawn started hanging out with his ‘father’ Terry who had just come home from prison. Shawn was doing great. He had a beautiful new wife, a nice home and a great job doing what he loved. He was a subcontractor for a construction company out of Nichols, NY doing custom cabinets, custom hardwood floors, trim work, remodels, and the occasional high-end new homes. He did some commercial work as well.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Shawn has a heart of gold...and wears his heart on his sleeve. Everyone loved Shawn and he loved helping people. Shawn and his father had a strained relationship--almost a love/hate relationship. When Terry was clean, drug-free and living a ‘family life’ with his wife Teresa and their 2 kids T.J. and Tara, Terry needed and wanted Shawn in his life. He would take Shawn hunting, fishing, boating, and taught him how to work on cars. This was always short-lived, a few months at a time at best. When Terry was off getting high, his wife Teresa wanted no part of Shawn. Terry would turn on Shawn, send him to live with me when he didn’t feel like playing ‘daddy’ anymore, then tell everyone that Shawn wasn’t his kid but rather was Anthony Cavallaro’s son...which is true. Shawn did have a rough childhood which is a story for later. I am thankful that he grew up to be a strong, sensitive, loving and caring man that he is versus a cold hearted, depressed, miserable man that he could have been.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">When Terry came home from prison in 1999 or 2000, Shawn did everything he could to help his father. Shawn got Terry a good job working with him, picked him up and brought him home from work. He took Terry to his parole dates, lent him money, helped get him a vehicle together and on the road. Unfortunately, Terry couldn’t stay away from the cocaine and crack. This time though, he dragged Shawn down with him. He introduced Shawn to the world of addiction. From there, things spiraled downward for Shawn. He ended up writing $30,000 worth of checks, which belonged to his boss, Mark George. </span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Shawn was arrested in chemung County and Steuben County for Possession of a Forged Instrument. He was sentenced to 5 years probation, 8 weekends in jail, restitution, and 16 weeks in an outpatient , drug program. He lost his job, and the following year was a losing battle for him. By this time, Shawn and his wife had a son that was a little more than a year old. That year they found out they were having another child (a girl). Even more stress for Shawn, but he dug deep and did odd jobs, fixed cars, worked at “Coach & Equipment” painting buses, and worked at “Friendly Dodge” in the body shop. </span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">At the beginning of May, his daughter was born. By July, his wife left him, taking the children, while he was at work. He came home to a half empty house, no wife, no kids, no note. This pushed Shawn over the edge. He couldn’t find his wife and children, and friends and family actually betrayed him. They encouraged his wife to go to a women’s safe house, This crushed Shawn. He had never hurt his wife or any woman for that matter. Shawn became depressed and went to a doctor who prescribed him “Lexapro”! Shawn then went and filed for custody of his children and won.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">After 14 hours of interrogation, Shawn was booked on murder in the second degree. In the 13 months to follow, a whole lot of questions were raised and </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">facts</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> brought out. So why is my son still in prison? Here is what we know...to be facts:</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">> Rhonda Bilby was killed outside of her home on the morning of September 27, 2004. She had been hit in the head several times with a hammer or pipe. Her body was then dragged from her front yard, through her side yard and backyard into the woods behind a large propane tank. (This happened between 8:00 and 9:00 a.m.) Her home had no forced entry into it, it was locked yet items were missing. Her husband, Roland Bilby was at his antique store with...conveniently...an alibi: he was with his best friend and mistress.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">> Roland came home between 3:30 and 4:00 p.m. noticing his wife’s car was in the driveway. He unlocked the door, went in and didn’t notice anything wrong nor did he go into his wife’s bedroom, to check on her, kiss her and let her know he was home (as a normal husband might do). Roland claimed he grabbed a beer and went to his garage and worked for a while. He then stated he went back into the house, watched TV and was waiting for Rhonda to wake up. He stated he started to get hungry and was surprised Rhonda wasn’t up to make dinner for them and get ready for work. (Rhonda worked graveyard shift at Avinex-Corning Incorporated.)</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">> Roland continued saying he went searching for Rhonda around their property and the pond, thinking maybe she had decided to mow with the riding mower, and he thought maybe she was laying hurt someplace. After allegedly searching the property and finding nothing, he called her friend to see if they’d gone shopping and maybe were running late. Rhonda’s friend said he hadn’t seen or heard from Rhonda that day. He said he called her job to see if she was there but she was not. His next call was to the Steuben County Sheriff’s Department. Deputy Sheriff Dale Campbell responded to Roland’s call. D.S. Campbell stated he spoke to Roland for some time, asked questions and took notes. D.S. Campbell stated he didn’t have a good vibe about Roland’s story so he left and drove down the road a ways and parked. He watched to see if there was any suspicious activity around the Bilby's home but after some time, he left. D.S. Campbell would later state in his testimony at Shawn’s trial that there was “no evidence” to link Shawn to the Bilby crime.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">> The following morning, Steuben County Sheriff's Department collaborated with the New York State Police and conducted a search of the Bilby property. Mrs. Bilby’s body was found decomposing in the woods behind the propane tank.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">> Roland Bilby was having an affair with a woman named Karen Skyles for more than 4 years prior to the death of Rhonda. Karen was also married and her husband died only months before Rhonda. How? Why was this never looked into? Furthermore, Rhonda was Roland’s second wife, his wife also died. Hmmmm….</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">> From the time of Mrs. Bilby’s murder to my son’s trial was just under 13 months. In that time, roland moved Karen into his home he had shared with Rhonda. Within months, they were married. They started selling everything off...her home, personal property, his home and personal property, vehicles, and the antique store. They were flying back and forth to Costa Rica while having a home built there for them. This is where they fled to and remain today. A non-extradition country! Oh--and Roland has money in the N.Y. State Comptroller’s office...which has not come back to collect. Why?</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">A man by the name of Loral Huffman was incarcerated at Wende Correctional Facility in 2004. Several weeks </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">prior</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> to the murder of Rhonda Bilby, Mr. Huffman sends letters to Steuben County’s District Attorney’s office giving them the heads-up on a “murder-for-hire plot”. (Some of these letters were written, dated, signed, notarized and stamped ‘received’ by the Steuben D.A.’s office.)</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">As I stated earlier, Shawn’s wife had left him and Shawn had ended up with custody of their children. Sometime in August of 2004, his wife started dating a man, whom she refused to name to anyone on our side of the family. However, only weeks after Shawn had been arrested and placed in Steuben County Jail, his estranged wife moved herself, their children in with the new boyfriend...William Butler!</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">We also found out that Shawn’s wife and Mr. Butler were hanging out quite heavily with Terry Campbell. They would dine together at Mr. Campbell’s home, go hunting together and work in Terry’s garage.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I am sorry but I have always held that Terry was involved in this somehow too. Terry stated in a live interview with the local news channel, that he believed that Shawn did kill Mrs. Bilby and he was going to testify against Shawn. What Terry failed to tell the media and everyone else is </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">why</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> he was planning to testify against Shawn.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Terry was arrested for possession of firearms (amongst other charges) several months after Shawn was placed in the county jail. What I believe happened is Terry was pulled over by the state police one evening after he was done hunting. In his vehicle was a shotgun. Terry is a predicate/persistent felon and is NOT allowed to possessor own firearms. Therefore, it’s likely the Feds charged Terry and Terry decided to testify against Shawn for a reduced sentence. This is Terry’s M.O.--testify against someone to reduce his sentence.</span></span></div>
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Deb Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03088053403304682239noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3503866255319422123.post-57417950396827582672019-01-22T10:48:00.001-05:002019-01-22T10:50:05.233-05:00Winter Storm January 19 & 20, 2019 (Photos)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">As it began Saturday Jan. 19th, mid afternoon</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">2 hours later</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">at twilight</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">the next morning...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The depth of snow on a roof</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">various depths</td></tr>
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Deb Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03088053403304682239noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3503866255319422123.post-38924233311612678842019-01-14T10:14:00.005-05:002019-01-14T10:14:50.474-05:00A Life Lost to Homelessness Then Suicide<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">R.I.P Michael Wesley Collins, he took his own life Wednesday, this is what he wrote about homelessness at the end of November 2018. -- Vernon Smith</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">"Homelessness is no joke. Ta<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;">king a journey through being homeless and penniless has given me a new perspective on what hardships homeless people endure. Once you're in it, it's very, very difficult to escape. You run into chicken-egg problems again and again and it leads to an inevitable downward spiral. For example, you can't get a job because you're homeless and you're homeless because you can't get a job. Imagine having no car, being filthy and trying to show up to a job interview. It's impossible, and you come into a hopeless downward spiral. The homeless shelters are awful places where they pack people in like sardines in bunk beds, and everyone there is in a dark state of hopelessness.</span></span></div>
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The social services in the USA are a joke and they don't provide enough support to even live, let alone give you an opportunity to dig yourself out of a hopeless hole. Welfare amounts to almost nothing, not even enough to buy food, let alone establish an apartment or residence, and it's quite difficult to get as well, and the system is unforgiving for missed appointments, which can happen quite easily when you don't have a home or money for transportation. Again, it's part of the vicious cycle.</div>
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Often there is a waiting list to even get into a homeless shelter. In San Diego for example, the wait list is 1 month, so you must sleep on the street for a month before being considered to sleep in a crowded room. To receive government-assisted housing, the wait list is 2 years! If you become homeless in the richest country in the world, you would wait 2 years for relief!</div>
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People are immensely cruel to the homeless as well, many of whom suffer from a psychiatric condition that they cannot help. Often families reject people with psychiatric conditions with the misunderstanding that they could be dangerous in some way, but most often they are sensitive souls who also often connect with higher spiritual energies. In old days, these people would be seen as prophets, medicine men, and spiritual leaders, but today they are derided as mentally ill and very often wind up homeless. They are most often victims of human cruelty and miscomprehension, rather than a threat.</div>
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I am still homeless, though I'm continuing to fight my way out, but thankfully I still have some generous friends and haven't yet sunk so low that I cannot escape, though I remain on the precipice. I will say that I will kill myself before I fall into that level of despair, and I fight daily to keep myself from this fate, but often I must choose between difficult options. I have also endured an immense amount to trauma during this experience, and the idea of taking time for healing is ridiculous considering that I must navigate getting basic needs met like food and shelter with the onset of winter coming.</div>
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Please keep me and all other homeless in your prayers, but action is needed even more than prayer. If you see homeless, or know of someone on the brink of homelessness, please have compassion for them and give to them generously. You have no idea of the circumstances that led to their condition, as this world can be a cruel and unforgiving place.</div>
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I have a master's degree, high intelligence, and a variety of high-value skills, but I still wound up homeless and if you understood the story and reasons why, it would make perfect sense, and you would also understand that I had no control of the events that led to this place. It was a complex series of events that caused it, and it can truly happen to anyone.</div>
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Have compassion for those who have fallen into this horrible state of despair."</div>
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<a href="https://buffalonews.com/2019/01/13/collins-michael-wesley/" target="_blank">Obituary</a></div>
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Deb Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03088053403304682239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3503866255319422123.post-48943960177146158152019-01-07T11:04:00.000-05:002019-01-07T11:04:45.857-05:00Behind prison walls: Corruption, drugs, prostitution and rape...the list goes on<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">As many of you know, I have a son, Shawn, who is currently serving a 25-to-Life sentence for a crime he did not commit. He has been incarcerated for the past 14 years. With that said, he has 14 years of first hand knowledge of the corruption and fraud that goes on behind prison walls…corruption and fraud that costs New York State millions of dollars per year. Some of the details of the corruption is so sensitive that my son will not talk about it unless it’s with the proper people whom he has tried to reach out to and I will explain below.</span></b></div>
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<b><b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Some of the corruption consists of drugs, weapons, prostitutes and gambling. Most corrections officers can be “bought” for as little as a pack of cigarettes. Anything can be bought within the prisons.</span></b></b></div>
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<b><b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">At Wende Correctional Facility, 3 women have been fired in the past several years for having sex with inmates. Two were civilian women and one was a corrections officer. These women are forced to resign and the inmates were sent to the ‘box’. Up until a few years ago, there were still 2 women officers working at Wende that are literal prostitutes and inmates pay them for sex.</span></b></b></div>
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<b><b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Many of the woman who work inside of prisons have sex with inmates…more than one can imagine. It doesn’t matter if the inmate wears green and the officer wears blue, enough time together and the lines get crossed. Some develop a deeper relationship. These are the same women that work in the men’s blocks, walking the galleries, stopping at inmates cells and talk to them. These COs surprise men going in and out of the showers, watch them shower and have then the right to put an inmate against the wall to pat-frisk them.</span></b></b></div>
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<b><b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">As well, it comes as no surprise that there is a constant influx of drugs, alcohol and cell phones into these prisons. Corrections Officers, and civilians that work there and inmate’s families are 3 of the ways the contraband enters the prisons. The 4th is via mail coming into the prison from inmate’s friends and family. Most of this is general knowledge…and all of it is nearly out of control. Shawn says that there is an epidemic of the specific drugs K-2 and heroin use in the prison with overdoses happening all the time.</span></b></b></div>
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<b><b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Something that happens beneath the radar is that COs get paid by inmates to crack open cells so that another inmate can be robbed, beaten and even raped. It also happens in the reverse, officers pay inmates to beat-up, stab or stab another inmate that the CO doesn’t like. “It is a world within a world, a community within a community,” Shawn says.</span></b></b></div>
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<b><b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">One of the crimes that is even more sensitive in nature, is officers paying each other and paying inmates to be witnesses to things that never happened, to that the officer(s) can collect a lot of money from the state. This issue (scam) costs the state millions of dollars each year as well.</span></b></b></div>
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<b><b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">My son is a loving husband, son and brother. He is very intelligent and he will go to the ends of the earth to end this corruption (as safely as possible) and to make things change. We can’t stop 100% of the corruption, however Shawn believes he knows how to stop 90-95% of it IF the right people will listen, it will work! Those millions of dollars saved yearly could then be allocated to things like education, public schools, public health care centers, hospice centers, child hunger, parks, roads…etc. Isn’t it more important that the taxes of hard working people in New York go to the places that is needed most instead of being used to fight corruption and fraud?</span></b></b></div>
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<b><b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Thus far, Shawn has reached out to Governor Cuomo, the Attorney General Eric Schneiderman, 2 Senators, New York State Investigator General and local attorneys. So…</span></b></b></div>
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<b><b><span style="color: red; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">** Why no response from any of them?</span></b></b></div>
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<span style="color: red;"><b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">** Do they know about the corruption and choose to keep a blind eye for fear of the </span></b><b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">can of worms that would be opened?</span></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: red;"><b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">** Do they assume that my son is just another inmate that has no idea of what he is </span></b><b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">talking about?</span></b></span></div>
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<b><b><span style="color: red; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">** What are they afraid of…the truth?</span></b></b></div>
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<b><b><span style="color: red; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">** Do they not care about what does go on inside of prisons?</span></b></b></div>
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<span style="color: red;"><b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">** Is it easier to just keep handing money over to corruption and fraud…instead of </span></b><b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">stopping it all?</span></b></span></div>
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<b><span style="color: red; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Questions…questions…questions!</i></span></b></div>
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<b><b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The Governor has the power to do something about this…yet hasn’t responded to my son. Why? I believed he was a man of integrity and wanted a better New York State.</span></b></b></div>
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<b><b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Something needs to change. Someone needs to listen to what my son has to say! Let’s help my son make these prisons safer for everyone.</span></b></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><b>The inmates range in temperment to laid back and just doing their time, others join into gangs, and yet others bully and harass other inmates for any number of reasons including no reason at all. It's a vicious place at times. I am thankful for those that serve as Corrections Officers (COs). It's certainly a hard job, a dangerous job and a job that takes a certain kind of person to be behind those fences and razor wire dealing with inmates convicted of all kinds of crimes.</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><b>But this isn't about the COs that are the good guys...this is about the ones that are dirty, and what I choose to call "rogue". These officers likely should be incarcerated for the way they treat inmates and hatred that they harbor against all inmates. There should be no place in the correction system for COs like this.</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><b>Most of you know that I have a son in prison and I have talked to or met other inmates over the years that have told me stories that sometimes are hard to swallow. But when it comes from your son child...it's a horror story in the making.</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><b>Earlier this year, in May (2018) a CO grabbed my son while he was returning from his daily (M - F) job and put him against the wall, face to the wall, behind a staircase where the security cameras couldn't see. There, the CO told my son that <u>all</u> inmates were scum, and that <u>he</u> had the power to make sure that my son would walk out of prison as a cripple...or worse: in a body bag. The CO 'claimed' to have far reaching influence throughout the prison system here in NY, so that where ever my son went...he would know. </b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><b>The CO sliced my son's wrist with an unknown object, threatening my son with keeping his mouth shut. Or else. The CO let my son continue back to his cell. My son later told me that he </b></span><b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">probably</b><b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"> should have had stitches, but just kept it bandaged and hidden. (To this day, that CO's identity has not been revealed for fear of retribution.) I was later told that this same CO had made similar threats to other inmates so that there were a slew of them that feared this CO would make good on his threats. (This CO literally stalks the inmates, trying to catch them in a place where he could bully them without being seen.)</b></div>
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<b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">When my son told me a few of months ago, he asked me to contact offices within the New York State Dept. of Corrections, Special Operations in Albany, Governor Cuomo's office and any place else that might listen to and talk to my son about having something done with this CO. I made several calls, and a week later followed up to find out the status of my compliants, but once you make them, you won't know if anything is going to be done or has been done. You are excluded from the point of filing the complaint. </b></div>
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<b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">It took a couple of months before someone did show up at the prison to talk to my son about the incident, and my son told the guy all he knew...except he did not devulge the CO's name. There is a reason for that. Like police officers taking care of their own, correction officers do likewise. If Shawn had devulged the CO's name, retribution would have been swift through the other COs. (The CO is still working at that prison.)</b></div>
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<b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">This isn't the first time that a rogue CO has assaulted or beaten inmates. It's been going on for years and years...ever since the first jail was built. That doesn't make it right, it doesn't make it acceptable, and these COs have no place being within the corrections system anyplace. </b><b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Then...or now. </b></div>
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<b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Those of us that have a loved one in prison doing time are aware of what goes on, but even then, we can only do so much. I was recently told that we <u>can't</u> fight the Dept. of Corrections and I believe it. It is an entity all in itself. And like everything else...it has it's good sides but it has a darker side that most people don't see and don't know about.</b></div>
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Deb Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03088053403304682239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3503866255319422123.post-34149428605306642962018-12-24T09:54:00.003-05:002018-12-24T09:54:28.242-05:00School Notes (Humor)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">I promise you cannot read these and not laugh out</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">loud! These are real notes written from parents in a Mississippi school</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">district. (Spellings have been left intact.)</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">My son is under a doctor's care and should not take</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">P.E. today. Please execute him.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">Please excuse Lisa for being absent. She was sick and</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">I had her shot.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">Dear School: Please ekscuse John Henry being absent</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">on Jan. 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, and also 33</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">Please excuse Gloria Jean from Jim today. She is</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">administrating</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">Please excuse Roland from P.E. for a few days.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">Yesterday he fell out of a tree and misplaced his hip.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">John has been absent because he had two teeth taken</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">out of his face.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">Carlos was absent yesterday because he playing</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">football. He hurt in the growing part.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">Ethel Pearl could not come to school today because she</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">has been bothered by very close veins.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">Please xcuse LeRoy from school, he ain't got no rain</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">cot and it was missing rain.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">Please excuse Bowdiddly fom school cause he uncle</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">died. Bow say, "I sho glad it want me."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">Lugene will not be in school cus he has an acre in his</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">side .</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">Please excuse Ray Friday from school. He has very</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">loose vowels.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">Please excuse Pedro from being absent yesterday. He</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">had(diahre)(dyrea)(direathe) the s----. [Words were</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">crossed out in the ( )'s}</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">Please excuse Tommy for being absent yesterday. He</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">had diarrhea and his boots leak.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">Irving was absent yesterday because he missed his</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">bust.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">Please excuse Jimmy for being. It was his father's</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">fault.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">I kept Billie home because she had to go Christmas</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">shopping because I don't know what size she wear.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">Please excuse Jennifer for missing school yesterday. </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">We forgot to get the Sunday paper off the porch, and when we found it</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">Monday, we thought it was Sunday.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">Sally won't be in school a weak from Friday. We have</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">to attend her funeral.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">My daughter was absent yesterday because she was</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">tired. She spent a weekend with the Marines.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">Please excuse Willie being absent yesterday. He had a</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">cold and could not breed well.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">Please excuse Mary Ann for being absent yestitty. She</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">was in bed with gramps.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">Lizie was absent yesterday as she was having a</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">gangover.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">Please excuse Brenda, she been sick and under the</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">doctor.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">Maryann was absent December 11-16, because she had a</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;">fever, sore throat, headache and upset stomach. 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Deb Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03088053403304682239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3503866255319422123.post-77037893903235339702018-12-22T15:02:00.002-05:002019-04-15T17:14:22.171-04:00Army Officer Eric Kelly...Where are you???<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b>This blog is focused on finding this individual. His name is Eric Kelly and he was stationed in Germany up until the past week or two, when he was retiring from the service and coming home to the states. Age is about 41. Seperated from his wife or girlfriend and has a little girl. He home territory is around the San Diego area or suburbs in California. His status in the army was EOD.</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b>This is the story...</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b>I met him on Instagram back in June this past Summer. He struck up a conversation with me and as we talked over the next several weeks, we grew fond of each other. Next thing I know he is asking me to marry him. I was being "groomed" so he could get information from me, I guess. And I fell for it like a fool.</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b>Next thing I know...I am giving him information that we should never give anyone, because he was teaching me how to buy and sell bitcoin. Five bank accounts were opened in my name, places that received monies to be invested in bitcoin...basically a round house...money coming in and going out. None of the money was mine, yet two of these accounts somehow ended up putting me $2200 in debt from two people sending the money <u>to</u> the accounts decided to terminate the transaction after Eric had bought the bitcoin. (Which lined his pockets, not mine.) Ding, ding, ding...each account went into a negative balance...which he "said" he would take care of! </b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b>Next thing I know, about a week or so ago, all his social media accounts are closed. Or I was blocked. His cell number I had...cancelled. He totally, completely disappeared!!! And since...no knock on my door, no phone call. Where did you go <i><u>Eric Kelly</u>?</i></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b>And why did you do this to me? </b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b>You led me on, used me, deceived me, lied to me. You put me into debt even further than I was...and that's not right. That's not ethical and I would think against the military training you've had. What in God's name were you thinking? </b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b>And since I know you believe in God...what you did to me was a sin in God's eyes. Can you live with yourself after this? Am I the only woman you did this to or were you misleading other women my age too at the same time?</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b>It's not about wanting to be with you...I no longer do because the picture I have of you now is that you are a man that is untrustworthy. The only loyalty you have is to yourself. You are selfish and cold hearted to do this to me and any other woman out there. And I know that you are only one of hundreds of men that are real shits. I once believed you were better than this. </b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b>Not any more.</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b>The purpose of this is to find you and for you to make right what you did to me with repaying the money YOU owe the banks and an explanation and apology. Once this is done...I will remove this from my blog.</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b>You can message me here or call me...since you should know my phone number by heart. </b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b>For anyone out there that knows him...let him know this is here. For everyone else...this happens to men and women alike so be careful of the people you talk to online.</b></span><br />
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Deb Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03088053403304682239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3503866255319422123.post-84442579009333521772018-06-20T18:07:00.001-04:002018-06-20T18:07:12.681-04:00Put More Stress Into Your Life! (Humor)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Deb Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03088053403304682239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3503866255319422123.post-2073857045915773822018-06-10T09:32:00.001-04:002018-06-10T09:32:57.982-04:00Exercise (Humor)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;">My grandmother started walking five miles a day when she was 60.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;">She's 97 now and we don't know where the hell she is.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;">The only reason I would take up jogging is so that I could hear heavy breathing again.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;">I joined a health club last year, spent about 400 bucks.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;">Haven't lost a pound. Apparently you have to show up.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;">I have to exercise early in the morning before my brain figures out what I'm doing.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;">I don't exercise at all. If God meant us to touch our toes, he would have</span><br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;">put them further up our body.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;">I like long walks, especially when they are taken by people who annoy me.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;">I have flabby thighs, but fortunately my stomach covers them.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;">The advantage of exercising every day is that you die healthier.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;">If you are going to try cross-county skiing, start with a small country.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;">I don't jog; it makes the ice jump right out of my glass.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;">It is well documented that for every mile that you jog..... you add one</span><br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;">minute to your life .... This enables you, at 85 years old.... to spend an</span><br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 12.8px;">additional 5 months in a nursing home at $5000 per month.</span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I realize this topic has seen a lot of play over the recent years, yet nothing seems to be getting done to change things. Why? </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I admit, I am totally baffled.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Yet I'm not. Exactly when did parenting skills start falling apart? Isn't that really what's going on? Parenting has changed, we as adults have changed.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">My parents, especially my mother was pretty strict. When I had kids, I was fairly strict. My daughter is fairly strict. My sons not so much. The difference being that I was harder on my daughter because she was a girl. I didn't want her to make the mistakes I did.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Now I'm not saying my sons are super lenient, they are not. But they give more leeway with their children than my daughter does. I will tell you that her children are well behaved and know respect and common sense is no stranger to them. Yet, I can say the same about my two sons children. (My oldest son hasn't helped to rear his children as he is in prison, so the kudos go to his ex-wife for how their children were raised. My son's opinions were heard and he would talk to his kids and tell them to behave and listen to their mom.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The truth remains however that many of today's parents have made themselves less parent and more their child's/children's friend. (I tried that myself when my kids were teens, not such a good idea. You aren't really their friend...that only goes a little way.) Parents are losing their kids because they aren't enforcing rules and chores, then giving-in to their kids way too often. Kids are learning something very wrong: there aren't any consequences for their actions. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">And then...there's the parents behaviors. Children emulate their parent's behavior. It's sad to say but there are a lot of parents out there that behave as if they are still children themselves. There is no respect, no courtesy, no decency to others and guess what folks...we have children that have the exact same regard that their parents do for others: none.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">What a legacy we are leaving behind! Children that have lost their ability to be empathetic and compassionate to others. These kids seem to me to be colder, angrier. Lost.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">**Please note: don't think I am saying all kids and all parent's are this way...because I know that this isn't so. I use the terms "parents" and "children" loosely, and I am covering a few generations as well.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Okay...I think this is where I will end this. I want people to think about what I have said and come to their own conclusions. As well, people need to get together and talk where ever it's possible.</span><br />
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Deb Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03088053403304682239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3503866255319422123.post-65666509744791328632018-05-10T18:15:00.001-04:002018-05-10T18:15:23.579-04:00People sure are strange!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I sit here giggling...with an image in my mind of what <b>I</b> must look like...you know those old ladies that sit near their windows and know the comings and goings of people in their neighborhood? Yes? Well...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Although I'm not <b>that</b> old, that's me!!! LOL </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My desk sits to the right of the window above which gives me a view of who is coming and going from 4 of the buildings here, including from the other 3 apartments in my own building. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">See, I am a bonified people watcher. Always have been and always will be. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I've seen a few things while the blinds are open but nothing that baffles me more than the fellow that lives upstairs. It's like <b>he's</b> a window watcher too. I have noticed time and again in the past week that when certain people pull in, he's out the door like a flash and attempting to casually walk up the sidewalk like he has nothing better to do. Being </span><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">nonchalant</span><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> doesn't suit him.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I have watched him since I moved in. I feel that there is something 'off' about him. I can't tell you what it might be or even why I feel this way about him. I don't know if it's his looks or the way he carries himself, but I did guess one thing right about him: he's ex-military. (He handed my son a business card and I followed up by checking this guy out. All in the details!)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Anyways, back to his walking out to the people that pull in... </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">He seems to be drawn to women specifically that visit or live in the next building. His tactic is to start talking to the women and then after a few minutes, he asks for a cigarette. Their conversation might last a couple of minutes to 10 minutes. Then he returns to his apartment where his wife and 2 little girl are. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It sure is a confusing routine. It's not like he's out there handing out business cards or even talking business. The way their body language speaks, it seems to be lighthearted to some degree. I see the women and the neighbor both laughing. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Just strange behavior. I wonder and try to guess what might be being said, wonder what his motive might be beyond wanting to bum a smoke, but of course I can't figure it out. I also know that it's really none of my business. People watchers just like to watch and wonder, you know?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Are you a people watcher? If not, try it some time! </span></div>
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