NO EXCUSES!

Roman Polanski jumped ship and high tailed it to France where he has been hiding for over 30 years, probably with the help of friends. Yes, he raped a 13 year old girl, I don't care that her family was in the same house at the time and I don't care how sophisticated she thought she was.....It's rape, he didn't finish his jail time and he needs to be brought to justice. Even if it was consensual...which it wasn't, still makes him a child molester. I don't care how sad his past was, I could care less how talented he is as a movie director, I am stupefied as to why the victim herself says let the matter rest and I have absolutely ZERO sympathy or tolerance for such behavior. And not only does he need to be punished for what he did to this girl, he also left the country in hopes of never being brought to prosecution which in it's self, is a whole other offense. I am pretty tired of the criminal being portrayed as the victim and the victim portrayed as a consenting girl. No matter what he thought was gonna happen, no matter what the judges actions were, he needs to do time for a crime he confirms he did. I'm just say'n!

Next Blog...

I was wondering what the Next Blog would be. You know, up on the top of your blog where is says, Next Blog, so I clicked on it expecting another window into someone else soul. I was expecting a whole new world of wonders and what I got was a big surprise but not all at once. When I first clicked on it, I wound up on a fashion blog written quite nicely by a young college student studying fashion here in Los Angeles. I thought, hmmm, interesting but not for me so, I went about my business. I don't know why, I figured all us bloggers were lined up one after each other in a nice little row. Maybe in categories or alphabetical order or by topic....Like, all the funny blogs go here and then we'll put all the technical blogs here and so on and so forth. I thought there was a method or a formula as to how blogs are put on the WWW. Anyways, a couple of days go by and I decide to check it out again. I click on Next Blog expecting to see my fashion don't of the week when I came across a motorbike blog. Wait a minute, is this chick designing fashion for dirt bikers now? The blog had changed. Being the tenacious person that I am I tried it again later that day and surprise....a new blog...something about new cell phones. Ok, my formula theory is out the door now and now I realize blogs are just shoved in like sardines. After thinking about it I realized there must be millions of blogs and people have so much to say to you and show you that your Next Blog changes several times in the course of a day. Who knew? I wonder if anyone ever considered rotating blog dating....I'm just say'n!

ps. click on it and tell me what type of blog is next. I think it'll be fun!

Another one bites the dust...

My tomatoes growing days are coming to an end. I planted early this year so they are on their last leg with 3 little tomatoes hanging on. This was the best year for me regarding growing tomatoes, but this is how they look right now.

Off to the compost...soon!
My Peppers on the other hand are doing great. Good thing Eric likes stuffed peppers...




...and one more thing. When I planted this lovely flowering plant, imagine my surprise when I realized I had planted another bell pepper instead. So, because it's in a pot, the peppers come out mini size which is perfect for salads....I'm a genius ...kinda.

My Alarming Bra...

I didn't want to go inside the bank today. I had every intention of just going through the drive thru, but I had a question and apparently you have to go inside. I anticipated this because on those rare occasions when I have to go thru the metal detector to get to a teller...all the bells and lights go off.
And of course it happened again. I put my keys in the tray and tried again...waiting for the green light, a voice says from above..."do you have any other metal objects on you or in your purse?" I tell the bank god with a heavy sigh, "Nope...just my underwire"...well, at this point I really don't care who hears me, I just got off work where I was standing and walking in the hot sun for two hours and I was hungry.
I can't be the only women with an underwire bra . I hear a buzz and see the green light and I enter the bank and there is no one in line, just tellers and one person sitting at the open an account desk. They are laughing. They know me. I ask them, does that happen a lot because it happens to me every single time....yes it happens a lot she replied, but that was the first time we heard that.


It' not like I wear this.
I'm just say'n

Open Letter

Dear girl at the Check Out at the Market,

I don't know your name because you didn't have a name tag on and that's Ok being I'm probably not going to ever see you again. I appreciate you trying to start up a conversation with me. I know it's hard dealing with the public, I did it for over 20 years, but why oh why did you start talking to me about hamsters? Do I look like a hamster person, because I'm not. In my opinion, they are one gene away from rats. I'm not really interested in the different breeds of hamsters nor am I interested in the strange behavior of them and how you've trained them to do silly things like sit on your head. Being that I was waiting for my groceries to be bagged, you could say you had a captive audience, but I didn't know what to say to all the hamster info. What possessed you to incorporate me into the varmint talk is beyond me...OH YEAH, now I remember, you weren't talking to me, you were ignoring me and talking to the cashier behind me about your damn hamster. I'm sorry, I totally forgot I was standing in between both of you hamster aficionados. And when you told me that your beloved critter bit you once and it was OK because your boyfriend bit you on the arm in Vegas and what stays in Vegas, blah, blah, blah......that was a nice touch to your story. So, in conclusion, I hope in the future you start incorporating other topics of discussion like, Oh I don't know....the weather, latest news or maybe fashion and you might want to direct it to the person standing in front of you.....I'm just say'n!

Sincerely,
bunny the hamster hater


P.S...I bet your little rodent friend can't do this...

Autumn...

I still don't know why Autumn is spelled with an n at the end. Anyways, Autumn is right around the corner and not too soon for me. I'm not much of a summer person and although I had gads of fun this past season....I'm soooo over it! Of course here in southern cali, Autumn doesn't usually arrive till October, but I see light at the end of the tunnel and I'm thrilled!
Out of all the seasons, Autumn is my favorite. The air is crisper with just the right amount of chill in the air. I can bake and roast and cook again not that I'm any good at any of that.
I can snuggle with my hubby without shrieking OMG...your too hot!...temperature wise, although I think he's hot as in looks too! I look forward to October which brings celebrations and events in some ways more hectic than my Christmas and speaking of....I can start my holiday shopping and not feel too guilty about buying things. The changing color of the leaves and the raking of said leaves...I totally enjoy and last but not least, I think at this point, I'm just tired of the heat of summer and want it to be over. The tiring days of Indian summers are not very forgiving and sometimes they reach beyond their allotted time, but in any case, I'm holding on to my images of spooky nights, turkey legs and mistletoe....they're right around the corner...I'm just say'n!


P.S. Have you notice my beautiful banner? It was custom made for me by my very talented friend Lulu from Coastal Sisters and not only does she design banners and such, but drop dead gorgeous jewelery too! Check her out!

Rude Awakening...

NOW, everyone is up in arms about people being rude? NOW, because some nitwit congressman yelled out at the President, NOW because a tennis champion got in the face of a line judge and NOW because a low class rap singer dissed a rising young singer at an award show? THIS HAS BEEN GOING ON FOR A LONG TIME PEOPLE! The only reason people are up in arms is because it's in the media and we tend to put certain humans up on a pedestal. My number one pet peeve has always been how people, whether you know them or they are complete strangers are rude to each other. The lack of concern or thoughtfulness for your fellow mankind. How much effort does it take to smile at people or to say good morning, bite your tongue or hold open a freak'in door for someone? Not that I'm bragging because it's not about me, but I do this ALL DAY LONG. It should be automatic, a way of life, natural, and I shouldn't even have to blog about it. Working with pre teens, I can see which kids are taught and which ones aren't. When one calls out to me "Hey", my response is always, my name is not "Hey"....well, I don't know your name they tell me, then say excuse me or ask.....and they do, but I shouldn't have to teach them. It should have been installed along time ago. There's nothing like waiting on line at the Dollar Store and watching the cashier chew gum and answer his cell phone. You might think they act like this because they are teenagers....BALONEY! I never acted like that and my daughter who is a teenager doesn't act like that either.

Today's technologies are making people impatient. Instant this and that with instant results. That's fine if your dealing with machinery. Today's stress doesn't help with people and their tempers and outbreaks, but still, I don't buy it, check yourself before you go off on someone or stop and think if I do this then this will happen. I have noticed this gradual change for some time now and I know we can't go backwards, but can we forge ahead with patients and understanding...I'm just say'n!

Never thought of it that way, but then again...that would make you rude.