Some things are more important then the plants and yard in the Fall.
One is getting ready to cleanse your house, and seal it freshly to prevent evil from entering! This is done 2 times a year, in the Spring, and again in the Fall.
I spent the day washing all my windows on the inside of the house. Getting a head start on the Fall Cleansing Ritual.
Washing your windows isn't a part of it, but if I'm going to cleanse my house, and seal it for the winter........... I like the windows to be done first.
I wash all the inside windows, and the window sills, wash the curtains and such, clean all the knick knacks I keep on the window too. Then I'll go out side and wash all the outside windows with the hose.
Then in mid October, I'll open all the windows and doors, go around the house sprinkling salt around the inside of my house, window sills also, clean and salt down all my crystals on the windows, and replace them, and when my shield is up firm, and the house is cleared of all the bad vibes and such, I know I'll have a restful winter.
After all that I also sprinkle salt around the out side of the house, and yard, to ensure that my space is safe, and protected.
I also sprinkle crumbled bay leaves at each doorway, since a person crossing bay leaves will reveal their true nature. So far, only one person has stumbled and gotten nasty while crossing the leaves.......... and I don't need to tell you that it was my sister!
So I'm spending my time, waiting for my car to be fixed, by getting ready for the fall cleansing. Makes me feel good to do this, and this way, all I have to do is the cleansing, everything else will be done. Mmmmmmmm feels good!!!!!
Friday, August 31, 2007
Getting ready for Fall Cleansing
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Thursday, August 30, 2007
Lester Glenn
I AM PISSED!!!!
When I moved up here I couldn't find a Chevy dealer, so I started taking my car to Lester Glen............... they told me that my warranty was over, so everything they did, I payed for out of pocket. And we are talking a LOT of money!!! Over 2000 dollars!!!!
Well, I had a squeak in my car, and this time I took it to my Chevy dealer............. and GUESS WHAT???? MY WARRANTY DIDN'T EXPIRE!!!!!!!!!!
Lester Glenn FUCKED ME OUT OF ALL THAT MONEY!!!!!!!
Thank the goddess I took it to the Chevy dealer........... because all the repairers that were needed (from that little squeak!) totaled $2700!!!!!! ALL COVERED UNDER MY WARRANTY!!!!
The little squeak turned out to be the steering and all the under stuff that goes with it. So they have my car, for 5 day, fixing it for free............... AND THE RENTAL CAR WAS COVERED ALSO!!!!!!!
I called Lester Glen, and told them I was going to sue them, so they checked it out, and, well you know, it ALL WAS COVERED!!! So they told me I'd be getting all my money back!!!!
But I'm still fucking mad, since they told me I didn't have a warranty, I didn't get my air condioning fixed when it broke 2 YEARS AGO!!!! I've been driving around for 2 summers in the sweltering heat, for something that was under my warranty!!!!!!
PISSED ISN'T THE WORD FOR IT!!!!!!
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Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Neo Pets
I found a neopet site, and have been having a blast with it!!!!
I love playing games on the computer, but you don't really get anything out of them, not even points, unless you play one that you have to pay for, and that's not going to happen!
This is a free site.
You pick your pet, the color, the name, and everything else. You build him a house, and furnish it, it's fun! It lets you play games for what they call "neo points" with the points you get from the games, you buy food for your pet, pets for your pet, build a house, and buy all the furnature and stuff for the perfect house.
You can even open your own store with the extra stuff, and sell it to other players. I have a big one! Plus you can put things away in your gallery..... to show off your stuff, you can put your points into a bank, till you need them...... and much, much more!!!!
Honestly, I didn't think it would be fun, but it is!!!!
Unfortunatly there is danger too. Pollywacket use to be a brown and green cat like creature....... Till I went in the wrong room, took a wrong turn...... and BAM, she turned into a Unicorn!!!! But I didn't like that, so I spent days searching for a "Morphing potion" to turn her back, but I couldn't find one, so I used one to turn her into what you see.
Now it's not bad, because her house is deep within the sea, so having a sea creature sort of makes sence!!!
If you want one too, just go to Neopet.com, and have a blast.
Below is some of the info on her pet page, you get to make it anyway you like!!!!
Hello there! My name is pollywacket, and I'm a Tuskaninny. We're primarily water-dwelling Neopets, and love living in the deep blue sea.
Well, I think I hear auntieone calling me, so I'd better go. Thanks for stopping by to find out a little about me! I really appreciate it! If you have any more questions about me, or my species, feel free to Neomail auntieone!
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Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Lazy Morning
This is what I did this morning:
Woke up at 5:30 as usual
fixed my bed
unloaded the dishwasher
loaded it up again
Went outside and watered all the plants
Also picked off the old flowers and leaves, and cleaned them up
came back inside and did a load of laundry
cleaned up the shelves in the laundry room
took out the garbage
went out and cleaned and vacuumed the inside of my car
and washed all the dashboards in it
and shook out all the mats
and washed all the inside windows
then I came back inside and put my laundry in the dryer
cleaned up the living room
dusted the living room
dusted the bedroom
and cleaned my toilet and bathtub
when my son finally got up, I was sitting on the sofa, sipping a juice box and watching TV
and his comment was.... "having a lazy morning again?" as he stumbled into the kitchen for his coffee. Yepper I'm being really lazy today..............
Just like yesterday when I power washed the patio, and used tilex to clean the mold and mildew off the back steps, and the side of the house. Spraying, scrubbing, spraying, scrubbing again.......................................... I am lazy? GIGGLE
If he had gotten up 4 hours earlier maybe he could have helped me........... NOT
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My weekend
I got so caught up in the other thing that I didn't tell you how the weekend went!
I think both of us had a great time!!!!
Steph and I went out to eat on friday, to the Grand Chinese Buffet.......... all I can say is YUMMMMMMMMY!!!! make that DOUBLE YUMMMMMMMY! There was a bit of a wait, but it was well worth it, and now it's so close to me, it's a sin if I don't hit it at least once a month!
Saturday morning we went crabbing. Didn't catch much, but totaly zoned out watching the sea and sun, and wonderful day.
The ocean does so much for me, it relaxes my body and my mind, and takes me away to a better place in time.
We just sat, crabbed, talked, and drank coffee, and enjoyed the sun and sea.
Later that day we went to the grocery store and bought lobsters and clams!!! And that evening sat down to a FEAST of seafood. MMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmm. I showed Steph how to cook it all, and she was amazed that it was so easy!
Sunday we had a Harry Potter marathon. Loved watching those movies over, you miss so much if you only watch it once. And again sat, talked, and RELAXED!!!! It was just the PERFECT WEEKEND!!!!!!
THANKS STEPH!!!!!!
Posted by Judith at 5:44 AM 0 comments
Oh Oh
In case you all were wondering, I deleted some posts on this page. They really didn't belong on my blog. I try to keep it up beat, even when I'm venting. giggle
If you want to know what went on, hope you read them before they were deleted, but if not, they were nothing really important.
And while I'd love to leave a comment for the man (though now, I'm not sure it WAS a man, he's probably not that evolved..... maybe totally gay!) that left comments..... like "he must have a teeny tiny dick", "he's an idiot with a god complex" , and my favorite...."grow up you ugly, dick head pervert!"
I of course won't say anything like that!!!! GIGGLE But then again, since I'm such low level slime...... maybe I would! LOL
But I've seen his picture, and pity is about all I can muster for the ugly, fat, dick head.
But no, I'm not like that.
I am a witch, and a powerful one, so I'm hoping the life lesson I sent him last night is a good one for him.
See, we can't be bad or it comes back to us...... but baby, we are allowed to DEFEND ourselves. Hummmmm, felt good to be totally wicked.
Hay Mary! remember those warts? I put them in some very uncomfortable places for him! GIGGLE (actually that's a joke, I did something much stronger then that)
And I want to thank Mary for finally apologising. I still have trouble understanding it, or knowing the reason why, out of all her friends, I was picked to be dumped on, but I'm grateful that I finally have closure on the matter.
And that she finally was big enough to admit that I did nothing to her.
She says the dick head above helped her understand it, but then he was the cause of it to begin with!!!!
Maybe he didn't start it, but his determination that I was bad for her, and that I was writing nasty things about her, prevented her from contacting me and maybe even making up with me.
Too bad so many years passed because of him. Because I still miss her, and the times we would have spent together
But I digress. so, I deleted the posts, and I promise from now on, my regular posting will continue.
Steph asked me to write up my "September gardening tips"....... so here goes:
Prepare your garden for winter
1. Now is the time to separate, and replant clumps of your favorite plants. Like hostas's, and iris's, and tulips, most major bulbs.
Dig up, separate into individual plants, and replant them
2. Buy your mulch. Make sure that your replace or add mulch to the area's that have lost it during the summer
3. Clean and oil all your tools, and put them away
4. Clean your lawn mower, underneath especially. And sharpen the blades
5. If you shut off your outside water, that's good, but if you want to leave the water on in case there is a nice day later in the winter, and say.... you want to wash your car..... buy insulated covers for each one. You can get them at home depot, for less then 5 dollars, and they keep your water from freezing and bursting the turn on point. Plus you can leave the water on, in case you need it, and all you have to do is remove the cover to use it. (don't put them on yet, just buy them)
6. fertilize your plants for the last time. Make sure to pay extra attention and fertilizer for the area's that have bulbs in them. Because they need the extra fertilizer to produce in the early spring.
That's about it for September, the next few months there will be a lot more to do, so enjoy the rest! giggle
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Tuesday, August 21, 2007
The difference between you and me
I have one cigarette, I'm relaxing you have one drink, your relaxing
I have 2 cigs, I'm working you have 2 drinks, your relaxing
1 have 3 cigs, I'm still working you have 3 drinks, and your feeling fine
1 have 4 cigs, again, I'm still working you have 4 drinks, your drunk
1 have 5 cigs, and I'm still functioning just fine you have 5 drinks, uh were was I?
1 have 6 cigs, and nothings changed
you have 6 drinks, and your driving drunk,
causing accidents, killing Innocent people, beating up your spouse, abusing your children, become incapable of holding a job, go on welfare, killing your liver, damaging what little brain cells you have left....................
Yes, smoking KILLS, but it mainly ONLY ME!!! Drinking KILLS, and you manage to take others with you.
Now your on the road late at night with your wife, and 3 kids in the car...... who would you rather meet coming the other way????? someone smoking, or that person with 6 drinks in them.
It's time people starting thinking about this. Next time you go out side and someone is smoking in the parking lot, in the rain......... tell them THANK YOU..... not for not smoking by them, but for not being the drunk in the parking lot, getting ready to drive home on the same roads as you!!!!!
Ad's for beer, Rum, and Vodka say............. Drink responsibly. What the fuck do them mean, once you have 2 drinks, you have no idea what responsibility is!!! Why don't they take a hint from smoking ads and tell the truth.............
DRINKING KILLS, AND YOU NEVER GO OUT ALONE!!!!
Posted by Judith at 8:26 PM 2 comments
Monday, August 20, 2007
I borrowed this from Ty, but well worth repeating
The Top 100 Things I'd DoIf I Ever Became An Evil Overlord
My Legions of Terror will have helmets with clear plexiglass visors, not face-concealing ones.
My ventilation ducts will be too small to crawl through.
My noble half-brother whose throne I usurped will be killed, not kept anonymously imprisoned in a forgotten cell of my dungeon.
Shooting is not too good for my enemies.
The artifact which is the source of my power will not be kept on the Mountain of Despair beyond the River of Fire guarded by the Dragons of Eternity. It will be in my safe-deposit box. The same applies to the object which is my one weakness.
I will not gloat over my enemies' predicament before killing them.
When I've captured my adversary and he says, "Look, before you kill me, will you at least tell me what this is all about?" I'll say, "No." and shoot him. No, on second thought I'll shoot him then say "No."
After I kidnap the beautiful princess, we will be married immediately in a quiet civil ceremony, not a lavish spectacle in three weeks' time during which the final phase of my plan will be carried out.
I will not include a self-destruct mechanism unless absolutely necessary. If it is necessary, it will not be a large red button labelled "Danger: Do Not Push". The big red button marked "Do Not Push" will instead trigger a spray of bullets on anyone stupid enough to disregard it. Similarly, the ON/OFF switch will not clearly be labelled as such.
I will not interrogate my enemies in the inner sanctum -- a small hotel well outside my borders will work just as well.
I will be secure in my superiority. Therefore, I will feel no need to prove it by leaving clues in the form of riddles or leaving my weaker enemies alive to show they pose no threat.
One of my advisors will be an average five-year-old child. Any flaws in my plan that he is able to spot will be corrected before implementation.
All slain enemies will be cremated, or at least have several rounds of ammunition emptied into them, not left for dead at the bottom of the cliff. The announcement of their deaths, as well as any accompanying celebration, will be deferred until after the aforementioned disposal.
The hero is not entitled to a last kiss, a last cigarette, or any other form of last request.
I will never employ any device with a digital countdown. If I find that such a device is absolutely unavoidable, I will set it to activate when the counter reaches 117 and the hero is just putting his plan into operation.
I will never utter the sentence "But before I kill you, there's just one thing I want to know."
When I employ people as advisors, I will occasionally listen to their advice.
I will not have a son. Although his laughably under-planned attempt to usurp power would easily fail, it would provide a fatal distraction at a crucial point in time.
I will not have a daughter. She would be as beautiful as she was evil, but one look at the hero's rugged countenance and she'd betray her own father.
Despite its proven stress-relieving effect, I will not indulge in maniacal laughter. When so occupied, it's too easy to miss unexpected developments that a more attentive individual could adjust to accordingly.
I will hire a talented fashion designer to create original uniforms for my Legions of Terror, as opposed to some cheap knock-offs that make them look like Nazi stormtroopers, Roman footsoldiers, or savage Mongol hordes. All were eventually defeated and I want my troops to have a more positive mind-set.
No matter how tempted I am with the prospect of unlimited power, I will not consume any energy field bigger than my head.
I will keep a special cache of low-tech weapons and train my troops in their use. That way -- even if the heroes manage to neutralize my power generator and/or render the standard-issue energy weapons useless -- my troops will not be overrun by a handful of savages armed with spears and rocks.
I will maintain a realistic assessment of my strengths and weaknesses. Even though this takes some of the fun out of the job, at least I will never utter the line "No, this cannot be! I AM INVINCIBLE!!!" (After that, death is usually instantaneous.)
No matter how well it would perform, I will never construct any sort of machinery which is completely indestructible except for one small and virtually inaccessible vulnerable spot.
No matter how attractive certain members of the rebellion are, there is probably someone just as attractive who is not desperate to kill me. Therefore, I will think twice before ordering a prisoner sent to my bedchamber.
I will never build only one of anything important. All important systems will have redundant control panels and power supplies. For the same reason I will always carry at least two fully loaded weapons at all times.
My pet monster will be kept in a secure cage from which it cannot escape and into which I could not accidentally stumble.
I will dress in bright and cheery colors, and so throw my enemies into confusion.
All bumbling conjurers, clumsy squires, no-talent bards, and cowardly thieves in the land will be preemptively put to death. My foes will surely give up and abandon their quest if they have no source of comic relief.
All naive, busty tavern wenches in my realm will be replaced with surly, world-weary waitresses who will provide no unexpected reinforcement and/or romantic subplot for the hero or his sidekick.
I will not fly into a rage and kill a messenger who brings me bad news just to illustrate how evil I really am. Good messengers are hard to come by.
I won't require high-ranking female members of my organization to wear a stainless-steel bustier. Morale is better with a more casual dress-code. Similarly, outfits made entirely from black leather will be reserved for formal occasions.
I will not turn into a snake. It never helps.
I will not grow a goatee. In the old days they made you look diabolic. Now they just make you look like a disaffected member of Generation X.
I will not imprison members of the same party in the same cell block, let alone the same cell. If they are important prisoners, I will keep the only key to the cell door on my person instead of handing out copies to every bottom-rung guard in the prison.
If my trusted lieutenant tells me my Legions of Terror are losing a battle, I will believe him. After all, he's my trusted lieutenant.
If an enemy I have just killed has a younger sibling or offspring anywhere, I will find them and have them killed immediately, instead of waiting for them to grow up harboring feelings of vengeance towards me in my old age.
If I absolutely must ride into battle, I will certainly not ride at the forefront of my Legions of Terror, nor will I seek out my opposite number among his army.
I will be neither chivalrous nor sporting. If I have an unstoppable superweapon, I will use it as early and as often as possible instead of keeping it in reserve.
Once my power is secure, I will destroy all those pesky time-travel devices.
When I capture the hero, I will make sure I also get his dog, monkey, ferret, or whatever sickeningly cute little animal capable of untying ropes and filching keys happens to follow him around.
I will maintain a healthy amount of skepticism when I capture the beautiful rebel and she claims she is attracted to my power and good looks and will gladly betray her companions if I just let her in on my plans.
I will only employ bounty hunters who work for money. Those who work for the pleasure of the hunt tend to do dumb things like even the odds to give the other guy a sporting chance.
I will make sure I have a clear understanding of who is responsible for what in my organization. For example, if my general screws up I will not draw my weapon, point it at him, say "And here is the price for failure," then suddenly turn and kill some random underling.
If an advisor says to me "My liege, he is but one man. What can one man possibly do?", I will reply "This." and kill the advisor.
If I learn that a callow youth has begun a quest to destroy me, I will slay him while he is still a callow youth instead of waiting for him to mature.
I will treat any beast which I control through magic or technology with respect and kindness. Thus if the control is ever broken, it will not immediately come after me for revenge.
If I learn the whereabouts of the one artifact which can destroy me, I will not send all my troops out to seize it. Instead I will send them out to seize something else and quietly put a Want-Ad in the local paper.
My main computers will have their own special operating system that will be completely incompatible with standard IBM and Macintosh powerbooks.
If one of my dungeon guards begins expressing concern over the conditions in the beautiful princess' cell, I will immediately transfer him to a less people-oriented position.
I will hire a team of board-certified architects and surveyors to examine my castle and inform me of any secret passages and abandoned tunnels that I might not know about.
If the beautiful princess that I capture says "I'll never marry you! Never, do you hear me, NEVER!!!", I will say "Oh well" and kill her.
I will not strike a bargain with a demonic being then attempt to double-cross it simply because I feel like being contrary.
The deformed mutants and odd-ball psychotics will have their place in my Legions of Terror. However before I send them out on important covert missions that require tact and subtlety, I will first see if there is anyone else equally qualified who would attract less attention.
My Legions of Terror will be trained in basic marksmanship. Any who cannot learn to hit a man-sized target at 10 meters will be used for target practice.
Before employing any captured artifacts or machinery, I will carefully read the owner's manual.
If it becomes necessary to escape, I will never stop to pose dramatically and toss off a one-liner.
I will never build a sentient computer smarter than I am.
My five-year-old child advisor will also be asked to decipher any code I am thinking of using. If he breaks the code in under 30 seconds, it will not be used. Note: this also applies to passwords.
If my advisors ask "Why are you risking everything on such a mad scheme?", I will not proceed until I have a response that satisfies them.
I will design fortress hallways with no alcoves or protruding structural supports which intruders could use for cover in a firefight.
Bulk trash will be disposed of in incinerators, not compactors. And they will be kept hot, with none of that nonsense about flames going through accessible tunnels at predictable intervals.
I will see a competent psychiatrist and get cured of all extremely unusual phobias and bizarre compulsive habits which could prove to be a disadvantage.
If I must have computer systems with publically available terminals, the maps they display of my complex will have a room clearly marked as the Main Control Room. That room will be the Execution Chamber. The actual main control room will be marked as Sewage Overflow Containment.
My security keypad will actually be a fingerprint scanner. Anyone who watches someone press a sequence of buttons or dusts the pad for fingerprints then subsequently tries to enter by repeating that sequence will trigger the alarm system.
No matter how many shorts we have in the system, my guards will be instructed to treat every surveillance camera malfunction as a full-scale emergency.
I will spare someone who saved my life sometime in the past. This is only reasonable as it encourages others to do so. However, the offer is good one time only. If they want me to spare them again, they'd better save my life again.
All midwives will be banned from the realm. All babies will be delivered at state-approved hospitals. Orphans will be placed in foster-homes, not abandoned in the woods to be raised by creatures of the wild.
When my guards split up to search for intruders, they will always travel in groups of at least two. They will be trained so that if one of them disappears mysteriously while on patrol, the other will immediately initiate an alert and call for backup, instead of quizzically peering around a corner.
If I decide to test a lieutenant's loyalty and see if he/she should be made a trusted lieutenant, I will have a crack squad of marksmen standing by in case the answer is no.
If all the heroes are standing together around a strange device and begin to taunt me, I will pull out a conventional weapon instead of using my unstoppable superweapon on them.
I will not agree to let the heroes go free if they win a rigged contest, even though my advisors assure me it is impossible for them to win.
When I create a multimedia presentation of my plan designed so that my five-year-old advisor can easily understand the details, I will not label the disk "Project Overlord" and leave it lying on top of my desk.
I will instruct my Legions of Terror to attack the hero en masse, instead of standing around waiting while members break off and attack one or two at a time.
If the hero runs up to my roof, I will not run up after him and struggle with him in an attempt to push him over the edge. I will also not engage him at the edge of a cliff. (In the middle of a rope-bridge over a river of molten lava is not even worth considering.)
If I have a fit of temporary insanity and decide to give the hero the chance to reject a job as my trusted lieutentant, I will retain enough sanity to wait until my current trusted lieutenant is out of earshot before making the offer.
I will not tell my Legions of Terror "And he must be taken alive!" The command will be "And try to take him alive if it is reasonably practical."
If my doomsday device happens to come with a reverse switch, as soon as it has been employed it will be melted down and made into limited-edition commemorative coins.
If my weakest troops fail to eliminate a hero, I will send out my best troops instead of wasting time with progressively stronger ones as he gets closer and closer to my fortress.
If I am fighting with the hero atop a moving platform, have disarmed him, and am about to finish him off and he glances behind me and drops flat, I too will drop flat instead of quizzically turning around to find out what he saw.
I will not shoot at any of my enemies if they are standing in front of the crucial support beam to a heavy, dangerous, unbalanced structure.
If I'm eating dinner with the hero, put poison in his goblet, then have to leave the table for any reason, I will order new drinks for both of us instead of trying to decide whether or not to switch with him.
I will not have captives of one sex guarded by members of the opposite sex.
I will not use any plan in which the final step is horribly complicated, e.g. "Align the 12 Stones of Power on the sacred altar then activate the medallion at the moment of total eclipse." Instead it will be more along the lines of "Push the button."
I will make sure that my doomsday device is up to code and properly grounded.
My vats of hazardous chemicals will be covered when not in use. Also, I will not construct walkways above them.
If a group of henchmen fail miserably at a task, I will not berate them for incompetence then send the same group out to try the task again.
After I captures the hero's superweapon, I will not immediately disband my legions and relax my guard because I believe whoever holds the weapon is unstoppable. After all, the hero held the weapon and I took it from him.
I will not design my Main Control Room so that every workstation is facing away from the door.
I will not ignore the messenger that stumbles in exhausted and obviously agitated until my personal grooming or current entertainment is finished. It might actually be important.
If I ever talk to the hero on the phone, I will not taunt him. Instead I will say this his dogged perseverance has given me new insight on the futility of my evil ways and that if he leaves me alone for a few months of quiet contemplation I will likely return to the path of righteousness. (Heroes are incredibly gullible in this regard.)
If I decide to hold a double execution of the hero and an underling who failed or betrayed me, I will see to it that the hero is scheduled to go first.
When arresting prisoners, my guards will not allow them to stop and grab a useless trinket of purely sentimental value.
My dungeon will have its own qualified medical staff complete with bodyguards. That way if a prisoner becomes sick and his cellmate tells the guard it's an emergency, the guard will fetch a trauma team instead of opening up the cell for a look.
My door mechanisms will be designed so that blasting the control panel on the outside seals the door and blasting the control panel on the inside opens the door, not vice versa.
My dungeon cells will not be furnished with objects that contain reflective surfaces or anything that can be unravelled.
If an attractive young couple enters my realm, I will carefully monitor their activities. If I find they are happy and affectionate, I will ignore them. However if circumstance have forced them together against their will and they spend all their time bickering and criticizing each other except during the intermittent occasions when they are saving each others' lives at which point there are hints of sexual tension, I will immediately order their execution.
Any data file of crucial importance will be padded to 1.45Mb in size.
Finally, to keep my subjects permanently locked in a mindless trance, I will provide each of them with free unlimited Internet access.
Posted by Judith at 8:17 PM 0 comments
Saturday, August 18, 2007
SEE!!!!! I DIDN'T KILL MY HUSBAND!!!!!
For all you doubting people, who thought I must have killed my hubby........... here's proof that I didn't. It was all that fucking hunting he did, that did him in!!!!!!!
He hunted at least 5 months out of the year, if not more, at times!!!! HE DID HIMSELF IN!!!
Deer hunting may put men's hearts at risk
NEW YORK (Reuters Health) - Deer hunting could be a dangerous endeavor for men with heart disease or risk factors for it, research findings suggest.
In a study of 25 middle-aged male deer hunters, researchers found that the activities inherent to hunting -- like walking over rough terrain, shooting an animal and dragging its carcass -- sent the men's heart rates up significantly.
In some cases, this led to potentially dangerous heart-rhythm disturbances, or diminished oxygen supply to the heart.
Of the 25 hunters, 17 had established coronary heart disease, while the rest had risk factors such as being overweight, smoking or having high blood pressure or cholesterol.
The findings suggest that for men like these, hunting could boost the risk of heart attack or cardiac arrest.
Susan Haapaniemi and colleagues at William Beaumont Hospital in Royal Oaks, Michigan, report the findings in the American Journal of Cardiology.
For the study, the researchers outfitted each man with a portable monitor that continuously recorded his heart's electrical activity during a day of deer hunting. For comparison, the men also had their hearts monitored as they exercised on a treadmill on a separate day.
In general, the researchers found, deer hunting put the men's hearts under more strain than the treadmill did. Ten men exceeded the maximum heart rate they logged on the treadmill, and several showed potentially dangerous heart responses to hunting that they did not show during the treadmill test.
Three men had signs of impeded blood flow to the heart during hunting, but not on the treadmill. Similarly, three of the men with heart disease had heart-rhythm abnormalities while hunting that did not show up on the treadmill test.
The combination of physical exertion, adrenaline rush and the stress of rough terrain and cold weather may explain the "excessive cardiac demands" seen with hunting, according to Haapaniemi's team.
What's more, they point out, most of the men in the study were taking part in an exercise program to treat their heart disease, or were regularly physically active. Hunting could be an even greater strain on the heart in men who are usually sedentary, the researchers note.
Posted by Judith at 10:09 AM 0 comments
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Pic's of the new flowers
Here's a picture of my table top Mint garden. Thoes planters hold lots of different mints in two small containers. The trick is that when they start looking scraggly, you chop them down to stubs, and they grow lush and beautiful again within days!!
this tall one is Witch's Broom, or Scotch Broom. It's tall growing and had wonderful fregrent pink flowers all summer....... (also comes in yellow)Posted by Judith at 5:25 AM 0 comments


