Dear God What Now?

Fricken aye!  Just one night-a full eight hours of sleep – why is that so hard to get?  I hear the boards creaking from you walking around upstairs.  I guess that you overslept again and are now running late for work. Sisters - the things we won’t do for them.  I rolled over and looked … Continue reading Dear God What Now?

Where And How Did His Parents Grow Up?

Some of you may find this post, not to your liking.  Please understand that this is not a one-on-one attack or anything so simple.  I am trying to understand what causes this type of behavior? When I first watched the video clip I did not see kids or races or hats, I saw a very … Continue reading Where And How Did His Parents Grow Up?


I’ve had it with that word – perfect! I believe we should start a petition to get it removed from everything. If you stop and think about it, no one or nothing is, or ever will be, perfect. The Webster Dictionary definition is: ************************************************************************************** Definition of perfect (Entry 1 of 3) 1a: being entirely without … Continue reading THERE’S NO SUCH THING AS PERFECT.


I had a pretty severe meltdown the other morning. This used to happen to me a couple of times a year, and now it only happens about once a year. The key is what is happening that year. If you have been reading this blog for a while now, you realize that I have been … Continue reading MELT DOWN / SOLID UP.

“Darcy, We’re Not In Kansas – Yet” – or The Tornado Trip

Well, those of you have been following me should know enough about my past to know there is damage.  The fire of 2014 was the worst.  July 29, 2018, comes in a pretty close second – F2 Tornado. The whole trip was wicked.  We have a huge living room window that I judge when it … Continue reading “Darcy, We’re Not In Kansas – Yet” – or The Tornado Trip

Will We Deserve It?

Big Brother is watching but not listening.

Do You Fear Weird Too?

I consider myself pretty weird.  Never really doing the normal things you would expect a child, never-the-less an adult, to do.  Perhaps that is one of the reasons my dad’s nickname for me was Dumb Shit.  (Remember back a few posts – this was not a bad thing, but a very loving way of telling … Continue reading Do You Fear Weird Too?