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And greatly missed.



I do not stand alone. What's always standing behind me to be strong, and do the right thing is the honour and love of my father. I try never to fail you. Even when I did, you were behind me.


To all the fathers on this special day. But always in our hearts.

My Dad was a proud man all his life. As a Father he was a hypocrite who taught us do as he said not as he did. No one is perfect. He loved the family and we are a large loving happy family.

Last year after a few accidents I bought Dad a box of Adult pull ups. It is probably the only time ever in my life that Mom got mad at me and rolled her eyes into the back of her head because I insulted Dad's dignity by buying pull ups. I told Mom I would give them away but at least take 3 in case Dad get's sick in which case, he loses control.

Two months later Mom called and asked me to order more, they prevented the mess from accidents. Still he did not lose his dignity in full. Now after being in this rehab facility for five months, he has virtually no dignity left. He has been in Adult diapers (I didn't even know they made them) and has no problem with anyone seeing him in them. The disease strips one completely of their dignity.

In my mind, I've already lost Dad. He may recognize me when I enter but forgets I was there ten minutes later. Soon he won't even know me. The worst part is that he sleeps 22 hours out of a 24 hr. day. That is no life, none, nadda, asta la bye bye. If he would have known this was his destiny he would have taken himself out last year. If death with dignity were offered here, one bro and myself would vote for him to take it, however the rest of the family would consider that blasphemy. They want him alive whether he is gone in his mind or not. When Dad was young he was the same, his Dad was in a dead coma with a strong heart and my Dad kept pounding him to keep that heart beating for as long as he could because he couldn't let go.

He has good insurance so the doctors will keep him alive most likely for years to come. Maybe it would be a good thing if he didn't have insurance. I would never dream of letting one of my dogs suffer, as much as it kills me, and it does, I put them down when they are stripped of a quality life.

Death of infants seem to be on the rise here in Belize, the USA and other places.

The dads are physically beating two months old, eight months old babies to death by multiple cranial fractures etc. ??

Parents are you crazy ?
What can a newly born defenseless baby do to you so bad ?

Why go and copulate in the first place ? They did not ask you to bring them into existence.

Government what will you do to these wicked parents who are of well sound mind but just have the Hollywood pretense and find multiple silly reasons to do these sad things to these babies.

Drug addict parents give the child to a family member of sound mind or to the government rather that harming the child on your cocaine high.

It's so sad and I feel it for these children.


All countries should give lethal injection or electrocution to all parents who willfully kill their children.

KILL AND BE KILLED !!

A friend of mine has been having a right whinge about her daughter-in-law using her as an on-tap babysitter without so much as a by-your-leave. Her DIL is now throwing a strop because my buddy (who has a full-time fairly stressful job) said no when she was told she's going to be looking after 12 year old granddaughter plus two schoolfriends from straight after work Friday through to Saturday afternoon. Both of them are furious with each other.

And I'm cringing because I remember when I was first setting up my function catering business and working 60 -70 hours a week I asked my mother to collect my daughter from school umpteen times, keep her overnight umpteen times, and I took it completely for granted that I could ask.

In fact when I was going out with friends for my first social evening in about 4 months and my mother complained that I was being selfish, I was really indignant. Didn't she realize this was my first time-out in months ...

(I'm so sorry it took this long to see it from your point of view. I'm so sorry that it's too late to say I now understand.)

So this blog is for those who give and give and give again

Those who take and take and take from patient friends, family, loved ones: say thank you. They may do it willingly but it's no buzz to be taken for granted.

There's some weird stuff happening in UK schools and the Daily Mail has got very overexcited about it. I know it's a long blog. You can skip to the last paragraph.

The link is at the bottom of the blog but because it's the Daily Mail, and wants to make you OUTRAGED, a bit of context first ...

There's an 8 year old boy who wants to be a girl. He wants it so badly that his parents are on board with it (man, I hope some serious counselling and thought has gone into this, but the Mail ain't saying) and he's going to be starting sex-change drugs now, before puberty. The school authorities know and are being fully supportive. They even had an organization called Mermaid come in to talk about it in general terms.

(Hang on, this is so common there's an organization?? oh yes. Government funded, AND a 500K lottery grant. Yeah, I was taken aback too )

The Mail angle is that the school vicar, while on board with the sex-change, has clashed with the school over one issue so badly that he's resigned. The kid's parents, and the school, want it to be as low-key and uncontroversial as possible. Victor (not his name) will, as Victoria, use the female loos and be called she, move along folks, nothing to see here.

The vicar wants all the other parents of all the other kids to be told. Well, we all know the average parent will be supportive, will tell their own kids to take it in their stride and not give it a second thought.

I can see both points of view but then that is my curse

Here's that link, prepare to be stirred to your boots, eh?

The Mail being the Mail strongly implies the school is doing it and the kid's own parents don't know. That is Fake News. Oh and turns out the drugs aren't changing his sex just delaying puberty. Well, that's the Daily Mail for you. Read by 23.5 million people every month, too.

Colour me puzzled that there are so many kids who, before puberty, are so convinced they are the wrong gender they know it is right to change. And is it right to change? What's so bad about spending childhood being androgynous, wearing jeans and t-shirts and not confronted with having to wear frills or have skinned knees ... I was a bit of a tomboy. In retrospect, man I would not be happy now to have been hurried along the road to make a decision to change to a boy. My younger brother, frankly, a bit of a sissy as a kid. Cried every time I knocked him over, that sort of thing. Ditto.



edited this blog to say I finally got round to looking at some statistics and turns out one baby in up to 2000 births is born with "atypical" genitalia. There's a comment on the 2nd page with more detail on that. That's a small percentage, sure, but in big populations a surprising number of people where the boy/girl line is definitely blurred.

another opens. Old AA saying. And it's so often true. Was never as close to my 5 sibs as I admired in other families, such as many Irish ones. Even invited as non family guest to many of the bacchanalian large family reunions of the latter, and had fun watching the many fights, then the teary make ups, amid the profound signs of love. Always left a little envious. But now that both of our folks have left us, and left me managing their estate, have been sending updates of my progress on this job to all, and we are becoming closer, and more in touch. Odd how this works. Grateful.

That's not a joke.

There may be former English kings, queens, princes & princesses rolling over in their graves right now.

They couldn't think of a better name than Archie ?

Will he eventually marry an Edith ? and nickname his son-in-law 'Meathead' ?

Will his favorite sayings include......"dummy up" ?

Was Bozo taken ?

I got an early Mother's Day surprise from my son and his family as they came up this weekend to see me and the folks. I took us all out to breakfast before going to see Dad in rehab.

The family of four sitting at the table next to us was a Mom, Dad and 2 beasties all four of them with their noses in their phones. I set my phone in the middle of the table and told my gang to do the same. I said whoever touches their phone first gets the bill. At the end of the meal I reached for my phone (I knew I was paying) so my son points and says you get the bill Mom. I just smiled. We all talked to each other throughout the whole meal. Anyone sitting at the table my son sits always gets to belly laugh because he has the family comic genes. He is simply hilarious and his son fits right in.

It is pretty cool to see how much my grandson grows between visits. At the age of ten kids just have growing spurts and I get to notice it so much more now that I rarely see him compared to before I moved to Tampa.

It seems no matter where I'm at or where I look someone has their nose buried in their phone.

I'm disenchanted with America's favorite pastime. No, not baseball. I'm talking about meddling. If it's not Iraq, it's Iran. If it's not Libya, It's Yemen. If it's not Chile, it's Venezuela. And so it goes...

I'm thinking of changing my Facebook status to un-american. I side with Russia in regard to violations of the so-called Monroe Doctrine. What a crock of sh*t!

Sammie is not my favorite uncle anymore!

In fact, I think "Uncle Sam" is a F'n pervert...and always was.


F'k you, Sammie! I'm following in Trump's footsteps as in we're not paying-in one damned dime (in taxes) toward your depraved, carnalistic...
*Briinngggg*

Eh, I got a phone call from Trump's lawyer saying that I'm being sued.

She's perfect, on so many levels. And still pretty, in our age group. We separated over parenting prerogatives, but have become best of friends. Doing some car work for her today, and she watches Bravo while I travel. Other examples of mutual help. But we still struggle with pushing each other's buttons. While taking her to work today, so I could use her car for the maintenance, she forgot her computer at her home. On the way to the auto parts store, she called me, in a minor panic, asking for me to go to her place to get it for her. In her describing where in the house it was, I asked a few times exactly where, just to be sure. Several machines laying about---Goddess forbid bringing in the wrong one. I know her work is stressful, and perhaps this prompted the bark on the third asking. In the past, this might (certainly would) have had me return fire, saturating and for effect, but I didn't, struggling with the impulse to do so. This week, I tried to invite her and the girls to watch a concert by an itinerant lady Classical guitar duo from the PRC. Exam time precluded the girls' coming, but Mom texted her interest in just we two going. I declined, lame excuse beaming. So there. A shot at both feet?