When was the last time you cried over a celebrity’s death?

When was the last time you cried over a celebrity’s death?


I remember the day Elvis died, to be honest I cried as if I had lost a family member. My other wise ass teenybopper friends were incredulous that I was so upset about the “old geezer”. They couldn’t have know the history I had with Elvis, I actually saw him in concert. I had one of his infamous silk scarves tucked away in a cigar box at the top of my closet along with my favorite baby doll that I had long discarded. I had grown up listening to his music and watching his movies to escape the war zone that comprised my childhood.

John Belushi, the reason I was home from partying on Saturdays in time to make curfew, I couldn’t bear the thought of missing SNL.

When John Lennon was murdered I was in shock for three days. I kept repeating over & over “Why?”

When Princess Di died in the car crash I was again shaken. My god, she was MY age. We had gotten married at the same time & had our children on almost the exact same date. How could this be possible?

Poor little Kirk Cobain…what a waste he was just a baby. The legacy he left behind changed a generation. If he was still alive today how much richer the would the world be?

When Indian Larry (Larry Desmed) I once again broke down in tears. He was a hero to both me & my brother. In this day of “Bikers in a Box” he was one of the few geniuine old school bikers

Warren Zevon died right in fornt of us. His last days were documented for all to see.

My list of lost celebrities could go for days, I’ll end with this George Carlin is gone and today I’ll cry.

RIP George and thanks for everything

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I’m going to Myrtle Beach tomorrow with a couple of my girlfriends so I won’t be able to post. After the week I’ve had – I a need a break.
My friend Chris was supposed to be getting married today. I was to be her matron of honor and wedding planner. We had the caterer booked, DJ booked, tents reserved, dresses bought, favors made, and she had paid for her honeymoon. She called off the wedding when she discovered her future hubby had an alarming affinity for porn. After much discussion and many tears she decided that his inability to stay away from the pay4porn sites was something she could not tolerate and she kicked him to the curb.
My friend Kyna just had oral surgery on Monday after discovering her stepdaughter AKA IdiotSelfishBrat is taking Kyna’s one & only beloved grandchild and moving to Atlanta, leaving no forwarding address.
I’ve spent the past seven days in a narcotic induced haze because of the baseball sized fibroid that has invaded my innards, and I’m looking forward to a hysterectomy some time in the next couple of weeks. The three of us are going on a honeymoon and we are going to have a blast! There is something healing in a girlfriend’s love that is too magical to describe. We belong to a sisterhood that has put up with sorry men, idiot offspring, and “female problems” since we crawled out of the primordial ooze. My husband is the sweetest, kindest, most gentle creature who ever drew a breath but when it comes to kids and ovaries…he’s lost. I need to spend time with my sisters and my Creator so my soul & spirit can begin to heal.

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Check up on Resolutions for 2008

Since the year is half over I want to check up on how I'm doing as far as my New Year's Resolutions:



Resolutions for 2008
Every year I filled compelled to make to some decisions to modify my lifestyle in the hope that next year I'll be a better, happier, more productive member of society.
When I was in my teens I resolved to attend college to become a Psychiatrist.
I saw a therapist myself for a few sessions
When I was in my 20s the resolutions tended to have much loftier goals. For example 'Next year I resolve to hike the Appalachian Trail with my beloved brother."
I ended up playing a rousing game of PUTT-PUTT with said brother
In my 30s I made resolutions like "I will spend 2 nights a week feeding the homeless."
I ended up buying 1 Happy Meal for the local bum
Now that I am in my 40s I'd like for my resolutions to be a little more realistic.
1. I resolve to cut back on use of profanity. (Not that I feel morally convicted about my vulgar mouth but because my granddaughter's preschool teacher wasn't nearly as amused as I was when my little precious dropped the "F bomb" during snack time.)
2. I resolve to learn how to program my cell phones & keep them charged at all times. (Trying to explain to dear friends that I'm a techno retard is getting tedious)
3. I resolve to spend more time with the people I truly love & less with people I don't even like (Life is too short to dance with ugly people)
So there…simple…quick & easy.
Let's keep it real folks

The verdict...not too f-ing good!