He Died.. I was his wife a long time ago

My Ex-husband died last night. I hardly knew him now after all these years. He had moved down south. We got married in 1979 and divorced in 1985. Our daughter wanted information on his family for his funeral and obit and I had to look up information on his family on Family Search and Find a Grave websites.  That was a very interesting thing to do since I love genealogy. The poor man had a screwed up life after he left me, but he made all his own choices.

As I Was Saying…

Sometimes it’s necessary to e-mail a blogger and beg to have your comment deleted…  I know I was just being myself with my comments, like I’m in some freaking private chat room! Blogging is not chatting exactly! I know EVERY SINGLE WORD I’VE PUBLISHED ONLINE WILL BE OUT THERE FOREVER. Where it’s stored I don’t know.. But I have rued the day I opened my mouth more times than I can count! I’m a Sagittarius after all! I’m opinionated, rather blunt and totally honest! I have even been called a “Genuine” person at one time. Meaning my intentions are genuine? Hmm But I have a self esteem problem you know? Why can’t I just say my piece and be done with it? It’s in the past already! What do I care what you readers think anyway? RIGHT?  Ugh!

On Making Mistakes

Have you made some horrible, embarrassing mistakes in your life? The kind you would rather forget?  I’ve made plenty of them in my 57 years on earth. Many times I’ve been judgemental, maybe I am still at times, I am an impulsive speaker, often saying things I regret and have a quick temper although I don’t stay angry very long, it’s pointless to hold a grudge when that negative energy ruins your whole day. I have learned to forgive myself for my mistakes, you can only move on in the present moment, forget the past and try to do better, to be a better person.

The Cricket

Here I am visiting my daughter for two weeks. Today I walked into the powder room downstairs, you know I REALLY had to go… And there by the toilet rug is a cricket! But it’s not anything like our big black ones or small (baby?) brown ones. This has huge grasshopper type back legs and a humped body, it reminded me of the Chinese or Japanese ones in story books…kept in a cage? ANYWAY I grab a piece of toilet paper and pick it up and flush it! All gone! Then I sit down to go… all the while imagining it coming back up and jumping on my hoo hoo! 5 minutes later I get up to finish and there’s the cricket on top of the water! ALIVE!  So here it was wiggling on top of the water as I did my business! I screamed and quickly flushed it again! This time holding down the handle until it was done. It’s really gone now, I checked! LOL.


Note: I do feel bad about flushing the innocent cricket, usually I throw an insect outside because I don’t like to squash them, I hate the sound it makes and how it looks…guts and all, you know? And I found out after cricket’s don’t hurt anyone. I guess that makes me a horrible person!  :  (  By the way that cricket IS a native insect to my area in Pennsylvania! It’s called a CAMEL CRICKET. Living up north of the state I have never seen one before but I see different insects here in the southern part of the state, such as the HAIRY CENTIPEDE that scared the shit out of me when I visited my daughter and her family at their old house. I do NOT feel bad about flushing the little Yellow Jacket look alikes that keep coming in the house!

NOTE: Is this story a TMI story? Hey baby this is real life! Get over it!

Tea and Dominoes

I come from a very large family, especially on my mother’s side. I had 23 first cousins. Some of them are gone now but the few remaining return to the hometown of their parents, some quite often,  but most quite less. Two of my cousins moved back to town when they retired. Many years ago my one cousin moved back to town buying Grandma’s house from an aunt who bought it after grandma died in 1996. When little M. moved back to town she wanted to have these delightful little tea parties, but she added on dominoes at the end. In fact she couldn’t wait to get the tea over with so she could play dominoes! WE had a lot of fun at grandma’s old house even though it had been through two floods and two renovations since 2006. Unfortunately her husband hated driving up from North Carolina every so often and they sold the house. Meanwhile my other cousin moved back to town into her mom’s house next door, which she inherited a few years back. This house was also hit by the same two floods, but is now in pretty good shape. That is where I will be going today at 1 PM. I am the “baker” in the family so I made the blueberry muffins yesterday to be served with the tea. We girls look forward to this “tea party” once a week, usually on Tuesdays. It’s nice to keep up a family tradition. When our mother’s were alive we would gather at grandma’s for tea and puzzles. I called them “Puzzle parties”, but it’s still nice to gather around a table an gossip and have a good old time!