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Complicated is the Prompt for the Day

The apparent members of the Brain Trust located at the Daily Post division of Word Press want us to create works of art based on the concept of “Complicated” for today.

Life Is Complicated Today

Just take a look at the current political situation with the United States of America’s up coming elections.  The one running in the Democratic Party is a bold faced liar, that I wouldn’t trust a single clipped penny!  The gentleman running in the Republican Group talks off the cuff, ignoring what his speech writers have prepared for him to say.  I like the fact he speaks how he feels, but offending foreign countries may not be the smart way to proceed.

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Am extremely glad we have no children by choice.  Would not want them to be exposed to the school systems that are in operation for our country’s future generations!  How much longer will the American version of the English language be what is spoken here?  Do you still believe American kids should be taught English?

Who knows where the the future will lead us?  Maybe years down the road, human life will be wiped from the Earth by our own stupidity!  Too many bombs and wars wiping the planet free of all living creatures.  Could happen if we don’t change our ways.

Please Help Fight Horrendous Disease

The medicine my neurologist prescribed for me to treat my multiple sclerosis is called Tysabri. Trying to find the actual cost on the internet is basically nearly impossible. I remember when I first started on the drug the amount the facility tried charging me was well over $2500. There was no way my husband and I could afford that then or every 28 days! Biogen (the company that manufactures the drug) has been helping us with some of the cost of the drug, but will not continue helping indefinitely. If you would like to contribute to my fight against this mind stealing disease, please contribute by visit my personal website at http://saintpblogging.com/wp/ and seeing the copies of my writings located there!

Prompt for the Day: “Underestimate”

The pessimistic people at the Daily Post division of Word Press tried to make us think slight of ourselves by choosing the word “Underestimate” for today’s prompt to feature our creative works about.

Have Always Planned for the Worst

Then prayed for the best outcomes in my life!  Try not to underestimate how much time or other costs would be involved.  Plan that projects money would cost extremely more than they actually do, then am happy when it comes in under budget!

The same rule applies to time.  I prefer to arrive way early, so I leave early.  That way road construction tie ups won’t bother me too much.  The damage caused to the vehicle by the construction I detest enormously!  The stray screw or nail puncturing one of my tires is not only costly, but time consuming, and annoying.

Never belittle another human being, regardless of the person’s age.  Little kids can amaze you if you give them free reign!  They have not been inducted into the realms of what is impossible, yet.  Have no knowledge of what can not happen.  Let them make the discoveries at their own pace.  Maybe they will accidentally stumble across the elusive cure for cancer or something else of that magnitude!  You never know, the person may be destined for greatness.  Do not limit them!

Please Help Fight Evil Disease

The medicine my neurologist prescribed for me to treat my multiple sclerosis is called Tysabri. Trying to find the actual cost on the internet is basically nearly impossible. I remember when I first started on the drug the amount the facility tried charging me was well over $2500. There was no way my husband and I could afford that then or every 28 days! Biogen (the company that manufactures the drug) has been helping us with contribute to the fund, click on the following link: https://www.gofundme.com/zfabhdes

Prompt of the Day: “Fandom”

The over enthusiastic cheerleaders from the Daily Post group of Word Press submitted the prompt of “Fandom” to set our minds to work.  They asked a simple question followed by a few sentences-“Are you a sports fan? Tell us about fandom. If you’re not, tell us why not.  Sharing is caring.”

This B.S. again?

Thought the place I grew up in was the only group of idiotic people in the world that placed sports ahead of everything else!  What about basic education for young kids?  Simply helping the older people of our society would be too much of a sacrifice to ask of the general population.   We have to help take care of our returning soldiers from  their service in the military.  They give everything to protect our country, while we remain safely here at home.

Why not throw a huge party for the various people who serve our towns every day like E.M.T.’s, firefighters and police officers?  They deserve a lot more respect than an athlete who just does the same thing repeatedly each day.  Police officers around here have been known to join in an ongoing game with kids while they wait for the school bus to arrive.  Each of the officers joined the two teams of kids in playing a good game of early morning football.  Both the two officers and all the kids had a great clean game until the bus arrived and took the kids off to school.  Why are simple events like this not spotlighted more?


Please help fight my disease

The medicine my neurologist has me on for my multiple sclerosis is called Tysabri.  Trying to find the actual cost on the internet is impossible.  I remember when I first started on it , the amount the facility tried charging me was well over $2500.  There was no way my husband and I could afford that every 28 days!  Biogen (the manufacturing drug company) has been helping us with some of the cost of the drug, but will not continue helping indefinitely.  So I have started a Go Fund Me campaign.  To contribute to the fund, click on the following link: https://www.gofundme.com/zfabhdes

All help will be greatly appreciated.   Thank you for your generosity!

Prompt for the day: “Worlds Colliding”

Talk about people reading my mind!  The people at the daily post some how knew I was in a violent mood and came up with the imagery of Worlds Colliding.  The idea of worlds colliding is very violent, in my mind at least.

Imagine just the destruction that could happen if something like two continents collided.  If I remember my history correctly, it happened years ago long before I was ever the slightest twinkle in my parents eyes.

Think as far as politics in the world go, there are different political factions colliding all around the world on a constant basis.  If you really want to make a mess, throw in a dose of religion for good measure!  Now we are talking about a blood bath of a collision of epic proportions.

At the moment, over on one of the other continents there are refugees being displaced due to war and lack of food and housing.  They reported on the local news last night that the last time this many refugees had been displaced was during World War Two!

If you want to go closer to home, think about when families are in the middle of going through a divorce of kids’ parents.  The children often are forced to survive in two or more completely different environments (or worlds to them) they have absolutely no choice in the matter!  One parent’s environment might be a safe loving place for the kids, just not much money.  The other place could be flush with funding, but no time for the children’s growth and nurturing.  How do you decide where the kids should spend most of their time?  Who has both the right and knowledge to make an informed decision?

What about when our elders are forced to leave their homes, moving into a place where they can be supervised and cared for around the clock?  They loose their freedom to decide what they can do and when they can do it.  Kind of a collision of two worlds in my opinion.



About – Elevator pitch

Basic information about this blog.  My desire is to help the people who are weak due to age and / or illness and my twin loves of writing and innocent animals.

Rocky Mountain High

The Colorado rocky mountains called to me from back when I when I attended church camp after my seventh grade year in junior high school.  One of the songs we sang there was John Denver’s “Rocky Mountain High”.  Fell in love with the imagery it created for me.

When I worked for a company in the Chicago metro area of IL, they assigned me to fill in for a gentleman on maternity leave in CA.  To get there had to take a plane, obviously.  On the way back home to IL had to go through the  Denver International Airport.  While waiting to taxi out of the runway, got to see what Mr. Denver meant by the fire in the sky.

My husband and I went to visit a woman I had become friends with in college who had moved to Fort Collins, CO.  After exploring the area where she lived, we decided that we should move to Aurora, CO.  Took a couple of months to arrange the transfer within my company, but we ended up moving there in 1998.  We spent the next few months adapting the altitude and exploring the new location we lived in.

Once living in the state, we went to the national park which could be reached through Estes Park, CO on a fairly regular basis.  On Christmas day 1998, my husband took me skiing for the first time of my life.  Had some trouble with getting fitted with the boots correctly, but once I had the right ones on I loved it!  Took my first ski trip with my company on the ski train which left out of Denver and ended at a ski resort.  Ended up wearing myself out, but the company outing was a lot of fun!

The apartment complex we lived in there left much to be desired.  Caught the neighborhood kids sitting in the bed of my husband’s truck when I came home from work one night.  Exchanged a few words that ended up with me cussing them out.  Called my husband, (who was upstairs in our apartment at the time ) on his cell phone and asked him to come down.  He chased them off.  The kids complained to their parents about the language I had used, so they reported me to the complex’s management.  We ended up getting an eviction notice over the whole mess.  The only reason I used foul language on the kids was that was how they were talking to me.  Normally try to keep my contact with kids rated at a P.G. level, you know- no profanity, nothing referring to sex, etc.  But after being called a bitch and being told their father owned the truck, I kinda lost it.  Not one of my prouder moments.  Used profanity with the adults I worked with all the time, but try to keep a civil tongue around children.  The world today will corrupt them enough with out them needing additional input from me!

We found a house for sale that was within our price range.  On my birthday in 1999, we closed on the house.  There was no air conditioning in the house, so I spent most days when I was off work at work where it was cool.  We had a swamp cooler installed later that year to try to keep us cool for the next year.

Our neighbors were great!  Loved the two kids across the cul de sac from our house.  They had a pet dog named Shadow.  We babysat Shadow one weekend while the family was out of town.  Our next door neighbor on the left hand side of the house had a wonderful pit bull named Moe.  Moe was an escape artist, that wouldn’t hurt a flea.   The gentleman that owned Moe also had a calico cat named Patches.  One of our two male cats had a crush on her.  She wouldn’t give him a sniff!

My husband tried to make the house meet my needs as my health deteriorated.  My office was upstairs with an excellent view of the mountains.  Was on the same level as our bedroom, a spare bedroom, and a bathroom.  The only problem was there was no access to food or drink on that level.

The bathroom I normally used was on the basement level.  My husband had replaced the shower down there.  There was a family room down there with a working fireplace, a couch, and coffee table.

On the entry level of the house was our kitchen, dining room table, and living room.  With my health causing problems due to my multiple sclerosis, it was normal to have a nurse come to start an infusion of solu medrol.  Became close friends with the gentleman who started my IV drips.  At the time, he had to access my veins with an IV needle.  He was patient at getting me and my veins to cooperate, as I  was needle phobic.

Ended up losing my job with the DSL company I was working at the time due to it closing down bankrupt.  Was on unemployment for a couple of months.  Ended up getting only entry level work at a major hardware supply store.  Did not meet our living expenses.  Quit and found a job working on a contract for the Department of Homeland Security.  It was there that I learned how insecure our country really was.  Should have been called the Department of Insecurity in my opinion.  I was a team lead on 3rd shift, who was never able to be cleared due to a girl my baby brother had been dating writing a nasty letter to the first lady back when she was still in high school.  Didn’t know the girl.  Why should that have blocked my ability to get clearance?  I went to the weekly team shift meetings where we were given the new passwords for the week.  It was my responsibility to see the members of my team received the new passwords each week.  Was given enough information, I could have disabled the entire country’s internet systems with out having any clearance.

In November of 2004, my husband and I left the beautiful state of Colorado for the last time.  I remember watching the last sunset over the Rockies with one of our cats.  Cried as the sun set for the last time over the mountains.  Will never get to feel as happy as I did while we lived there, ever again.

Another Peaceful Sunday – Here Lately a Period of Peace Is a Rare Blessing!

With all the killings in the news, it is hard to let our children feel safe and protected.  Kids and the elderly need to live in an environment were they feel safe.  Schools and nursing homes are not the safe havens they used to be.

Teachers are there to educate our children.  They should not be forced to physically defend the kids safety. Unfortunately, it has been coming down to that here recently.  So once again we are reminded what heroes our teachers really are.

Protecting kids today is a full time job our teachers were not trained to do, but they have been exceeding our expectations with flying colors.  They really need to be licensed to carry concealed weapons to defend against the lunatics that have been crawling out of the wood work, here lately.

I used to love escaping to school to be with my friends and escape my family.  I hated summer vacation and holiday breaks.  Most of my teachers in grade and high school were my mentors, that I respected and looked up to.

Our elders are someone else that children can learn a lot from.  My grandpa used to tell me about all the years he had spent serving in our navy.  I learned more history from him than I ever learned at school.  I will never forget our military personnel on veterans day, Pearl Harbor day, or memorial day.

I married my husband because he reminded me of grandpa.  What are the odds of the two men being the same height?  My husband also has the same attitudes my grandpa had.  The same hair color too!

My grandpa was 50% American black foot Indian.  He also taught me about my great grandmother’s life on the reservation in Oklahoma.  Unfortunately, she passed away before my mother was born, so I have never had the honor of meeting her.

Today’s little ones do not get the knowledge we have been graced with from our ancestors, due to the fact few of them are still alive.  There are not many people still living that have lived through any of the World Wars.  I hope we will never live through another world war.

Today’s wars are fought on new fronts.  Cyber war fare and chemical weapons are the new tools of war.  Our new enemies are smaller than the ones in the World Wars.  Our new enemies are killing off their own populations!