Apology to The Bloggess in Ref: Robin Williams

Was it my comment that shut down the comment section? I have a tremendous flaw. We took a personality test at work, the True Colors Personality Test. It is spot on, btw. I'm GREEN first, GOLD second, ORANGE third, and BLUE fourth. I'm blue deficient. Blues are those people that always wonder/consider how something they say will affect people. It is their primary concern. To me, everything is just data. Facts, opinions, everything is just blurted out. Sometimes, with terrible results. The world would be a better place if everyone had a better balance of personality traits. After seeing my husband's best friend die of cancer, but not really cancer, he truly died of dehydration... after seeing that I really came to despise the lack of dignity that a person can have when they are dying. I see how a caring pet owner can choose to end their pet's suffering by putting them down. It is a tough decision. I think the decision should have been Robin Williams. Without stigma. I think that when someone is diagnosed with a terminal disease, they should be able to decide their end game. I think that if people had control over that, they might take longer before ending their lives. True, in hospice, it is all about relieving pain. But what about those moments alone, already gone past communication, feeling pain with no one to see the expressions on your face. Suffering. Who has the luxury of having a loved one there 100% of the time, without sleeping, to be your advocate. Who wants your loved one to go through that? So, on my own long dormant blog, without submitting your blog to the abuse for my opinions, I don't think we have any right to judge Robin Williams. If there were more choices for those facing near end of life decisions, we might have less suicides, those taking the matter into their own hands before "well meaning" people take the choice out of their hands. Watching a man deteriorate in front of your eyes, when his feet and hands go cold because the body tries to protect critical organs in desperation... this is not compassion. This is cruelty.

What do you do when Hurricanes blow down your pine trees?

Why, you make hobbit homes out of them! Most pine trees ruined by the hurricane are cut down to stumps. When you remove the stump, it leaves a huge hole in the ground so my FIL's lady friend came up with an interesting way to decorate the stumps.

The building in the background is for the fish pond. My FIL and his lady friend love their fish and feed them every day. It grew from a platform to a covered platform and now it had sides, windows, and air conditioning. The project grew so big that they had to hire people to fix the foundation because it got so heavy that it started to sink into the pond.



It's a lovely view from the pond.

Meet our new neighbor

A mockingbird couple has moved into our neighborhood. Next door actually, though it may just be the 2nd story roof that they prefer to keep as their lookout tower. I believe they are young mockingbirds because they have a limited r'epertoire of bird songs. They are old enough to know that cats are bad news and the minute they see our cat, they start harrassing her.

I hope this link works

because this is friggin hilarious...

http://www.stupidvideos.com/video/song_dance/Bad_Romance_By_An_A_Cappella_Group/#295761

If it doesn't, go to Stupidvideos.com and search for Bad Romance by an a cappella group...

Catfish Before & After

Before


After

Delicious

Happy Belated Mother's Day

Here's where I spent my Mother's Day weekend.

It's Lake Richland Chambers. Huge honking lake. Full of fish.


As you can see, we caught quite a few. These are Sandbass.



I had a few mini-panic attacks that the bridge would fall down. It didn't. The fish stopped biting around midnight and we went back to the motel.


I hope everyone had a wonderful Mother's Day.

When kittens grow up to be cats

Isn't he purty?