Looks like it snowed out here last night.
Buddy wants to be sure all the plants for Cassie’s wedding are getting enough light. So he has been rearranging their chairs all day.
There are those who say I’m impatient, impetuous, uppity, rude, profane, brash and overbearing. Whether I’m any of these things or all of them, you can decide for yourself. But whatever I am — and this ought to be made very clear from the outset — I am a very serious woman. ~ Bella Abzug
My Body. My Choice. No Regrets. Thank God and the Supreme Court
On this 40th anniversary of the decision, I thank God and the members of that court for giving me the right to determine my own future. Were it not for that right, my life would be very different, and not in a positive way. I’ve been there, and I’ve done that. I’m not proud that I got myself into the position where I had to make a choice on the matter, but having gotten myself into that position is where the regret ended. Many years later, I am not “scarred” by my decision at all. Instead, I will be eternally grateful for having the choice.
My body. My choice. My right. No questions. No regrets. No room for discussion by anyone else. Thank you to all my sisters and brothers who fought and still fight so that others may have the same choice.
This is delightfully subversive and totally one spot!
where are all the important people? http://www.nakedpastor.com/2012/12/18/where-are-allthe-important-people-2/
Check out this brain trust at the annual Communications Holiday Mixer. Ken Goldfarb, Carol DeMare, R.W. Groneman and Joanne Crupi. That’s a whole lot of journalistic ju-ju right there. So proud to know them.
This is my bipolar dog in her swing through mellow. Three hours ago she was a four-legged raw nerve.