Be careful how you address the Queen!

Since joining the world of Blogging last year, I’ve been graced with meeting nothing but wonderful people.  I’ve learned so much about all of them, through comments and e-mails, and I enjoy these Internet friendships. 

A while back, lovely Ixy from Illusion, sent me an Overlord award, different from most as it carries the gift of power.  She advised me to use said power…wisely.  And…darling Natalie from My Blog Is Boring also sent me one which I somehow missed (I’m so embarrassed!) during my move from Blogger to WordPress.  How lucky am I?

I’ve been doing a great deal of thinking as I polish my crown…

My days of wallowing  in mediocrity have, at long last, come to an end. I have been elevated above the blogging rabble, endowed with a new sense of higher purpose  and the power to instill awe and wonder upon all who gaze upon my glorious, ethereal being.

First..The Rules (I hate rules!)…simple…but since I am the Queen, I’m using my power to change said regulations.

Post the award and the rules on your blog. (check)

List three five things you would like to change if you were Overlord. (check)

List ten blogs you think are worthy of world domination. (somewhat-when-pigs-fly-check only because I dislike leaving anyone out but will just throw all my favs into my crown and pick a few!)

Leave them a comment saying you have chosen them. (getting to it.)
 
With great power comes great responsibility, so let’s get on with it…
 

The three five things I would change in this world (and don’t judge me on this!) would be:

               

To….create a National Animal Abuser Registry in the U.S., similar to that of a sex offender, where  personal information, including abuser photos, could be sent from state-to-state..  Animal shelters put potential adopters through the wringer (rightfully so) with home visits, etc., but, all too often, animals end up in the wrong homes with terribly abusive owners.  Such a registry could be posted on the web for easy access by pet rescue organizations and others involved in responsible animal humane facilities. 

To….mandate that every state  tax the ever-loving crap out of animal breeders and place them into some luxury tax category.   Help stamp out the filthy, inhumane puppy mills and the disgusting mall pet stores who sell these animals; dogs and cats who are riddled with illnesses and degenerative issues caused by excessive in-breeding.   Think about how many loving pets are destroyed every day in some shelter because people look to pay ridiculous amounts of money for some “designer” pet from a breeder or pet store!

To…..incarcerate every parent who prostitutes their child through pageantry…I’m talkin’ Toddlers & Tiaras here folks!    These overstuffed, unkempt sacks of camel dung who push their kids to look like tiny whores,  children wearing false teeth and trashy outfits while dancing on some stage, should all be charged with parental abuse.  To rob a child of their innocence and teach them no intrinsic values in their young lives is…criminal!

To…..make it a national law that all these Spandex-Jockeys on bicycles be licensed and their bikes insured and registered.  Make every cyclist wear a registration number on their back for easy police identification.  Here in New York, these arrogant road warriors abuse the privilege of the Shared Roadways law by cycling 3 and 4 abreast, running traffic lights, stop signs and side-swiping pedestrians.  I’m all for healthy exercise but when these jackasses want the same rights as automobiles yet get away with disobeying the rules of the roads they pedal along on…something ain’t right!   Why this potential for revenue is just ignored by the Department of Motor Vehicles in New York  is asinine.   Treating these cyclists like other vehicles would also give local police the ability to chase these two-wheeled suckers down and write them all tickets….more revenue!

To…..Legalize Marijuana!  God put it on earth for a reason why not use it?  Make it easier for cancer patients to get quality weed to help them with chemo side-effects.   I really don’t get why it isn’t. I think we’d have some many more creative and relaxed people, and it would free up the prisons for the real criminals, like politicians, for example.   Did I mention that it is likely the key to getting us out of our current, rapidly disintegrating, economic mudslide? Think of the profit that would roll-in if it were taxed!

Are you still here or did I scare you away?

The onus is now on me to notify these fine individuals that they’re the proud recipients of this fabulously unique award that nations have fought over and which is lusted after by billions of bloggers the world over!  (If any of them still talk to me after my blog rant)…

Bernie…..One Mixed Bag

Crystal….Surviving and thriving in Momdom

Missy……The (Not Always) Happy Homemaker Diary

Colie…….The Colie Chronicles

Jaimie…..Legos In My Pocket

Ms.B……..The Unpopular Girl in Womanhood

Natalie….My Blog Is Boring

As I asked, don’t judge me.  Today is my birthday and I really am…Queen for the Day!

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A New York Tail…

He’s here!!  Landed on my doorstep just as Hurricane Irene hit the New York area a few days ago.

Who, you ask?

Leo, that’s who!  Leo the Sock Monkey who is traveling across America, here, direct from Dweej in Michigan!  Leo will be my house guest for, well, as long as I decide to keep him or until such time as he misbehaves.  Whichever comes first.

This little Monkey-dude has been doing his fair share of road trips around the U.S. and I’ve been waiting for weeks to welcome him here to Kent Cliffs, New York, in the heart of the Hudson Valley.

As the rains from Irene started pouring down on New York, I came home from work to find a fairly soggy box waiting on our front porch.  Peeking out was one damp little Monkey with a baggie over his head, obviously pissed-off from waiting all day.

I rushed to bring him inside and give him a Banana Hot Toddy.   He was complaining so much that I sent him directly to his room, hoping a little nap would help him calm down.

                                                             

My home….

                            

Leo just loved the wooden sign over our front door and climbed up to get a better look…..

               

There will be plenty of work to keep him busy, like the bushes in need of some major Leo Scissorhands and some major yard clean-up of all the fallen branches from our recent storm.  He needs to keep his mind on other things right now.

You see, this poor little guy came to me feeling depressed, something he didn’t share with Dweej while visiting;  I’m sure she would have been very supportive had he reached out.  Seems that, while on his journey across America, during a stay with Shannon in Indiana,  Leo went and got himself…married, to someone named “Baby” who wasn’t quite all she seemed.  The sweet girl he first met turned into someone else entirely!

It was one of those spur-of-the-moment things that can either blossom into a wonderful relationship or quickly fade away.  This faded faster than a politician’s promise!  Soon after leaving Indiana, Leo found his new wife monkeying-around and, well, I’d rather not go into great detail but, from all he related, his ex was a bit on the loose side.  If you get my drift. 

He showed me her photo and wiped tears from his eyes as he agonized over the real “Baby”. 

I  promptly called our attorney on Leo’s behalf and had him file for an annulment.  It will be over and done in 30 days.

My hubs and I decided that the best thing to do was to get Leo involved in everything we do; keep him on the move to help get his mind off that little hoochie monkey.  So…he came to work at our business where he quickly learned to become a technician.  In no time, Leo was taking care of customers….

He worked  read some blogs on the computer in my office….

 

 

He also helped himself to my iced coffee!

 Learning a new trade in this economy isn’t a bad thing and Leo thinks he might continue as an Automotive Accessory Installer…

He was very proud of his first install on a Jeep of an HID light bar….

Leo managed to take several breaks during the work day….

 

Our new daughter-in-law, Kristy came by and Leo did some flirting while he sat in her new Fiat…

Later in the week, Leo came to the salon for a quick trim but kept spinning around in the stylist chair as I tried taking his picture…

                                          

He is not a good tipper!

Oh…Leo took a big liking to a Log Cabin Dollhouse that I recently finished building…

 

The little monkey-butt managed to get his big head stuck in the window and I had to pry him out!

After that, he cuddled up with a few dolls in my kitchen who all gave him lots of sympathy while I whipped him up some Banana Lasagna.  Leo loves Italian food but I had to hide the Chianti.  A drunk Monkey trying to sing like Dean Martin ain’t purty.  Just sayin’

Leo had the greatest visit with us and we will all be sorry to see him leave but, he’s a travelin’ little dude with places to go and more people to see.  He will be staying long enough to have some of my birthday cake and we’ll bid him a very fond farewell.

As Leo was packing for the next leg of his journey to visit with one very special lady, Cherie from the fabulous Lots of Jewels, I learned that Cherie’s home suffered devastating  flood damage.   It will be some time before this family recovers and gets back to normal.  Please keep them in your prayers and stop by Cherie’s blog to share some support and love.

In the interim, Debbie, from Northern North America Bears, will be waiting for Leo to arrive at her home.

Thanks so very much to Deb for sharing Leo and giving us all so much fun!   

If you would like to be a foster parent and help Leo see even more of the world, visit lovely Deb at… mccormickmadness.com and let her know. 

You won’t regret it except for the fact that… Leo snores….a lot!

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Goodnight…Irene!

Well, it’s over.  Irene has left the building.

Sadly, this unwelcome visitor left behind too many tragedies and horrible devastation to the towns she spun through.  Where I live, in upstate New York, well, we were fairly lucky.  It could have been so much worse.

At home, we are currently functioning on generator-power with no restoration of electric service promised in the near future.  Through the pounding storm early Sunday morning and most of that day, we plugged along with the hum of our gas-driven power plant.  And…we had cable television and internet, a rare occurence during any storm.

                             

Irene was soon downgraded to a Tropical Storm but warnings for tornadoes and flooding were broadcast into Sunday night as the once massive hurricane headed away.  Just as we relaxed a bit, the winds started to increase and, much like in the early morning hours, trees started to bend, creak and lean dangerously in the direction of our home.  Sometime after that, we finally lost our cable connection which remains down for the count at this moment.  
                                  

For now, the only internet access I have is here at work, which wasn’t up until this morning and I’m trying to catch-up on blog reading while trying to look busy.  Of course, one of the first things I noticed was a news item about another hurricane threat coming off Cape Verde…Tropical Storm Katia.

I hate her already….

Now, as always after a major event, the debate about local New York, and other, governmental hysteria in demanding evacuations and closing down mass transit being necessary is all over the news. 

Stupid, stupid media analysts, once again! 

If the lack of decision and prompt action during Hurricane Katrina didn’t prove to teach us all something, what would it take?   Any storm is unpredictable and there should never be any hesitation to safeguard human lives…at any time.  Homes can be re-built, some possessions can be replaced but people cannot. 

So, for today, this is my sneaky blog post, written while the husband head honcho wasn’t looking over my shoulder in my office.  I’ll close with heartfelt prayers for everyone adversely impacted by Hurricane Irene.

 

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