Tough Love for Another Fine Mess....

Parents have been told by many "experts" that when a child proves to be headstrong, will-full and hell bent for self destruction to use tough love.

Perhaps that is what we need to do with our "children" in DC and those spoiled rotten kids on Wall Street. Take a stance and just say NO!

Hold your breath, stomp your feet, and make your threats... NO MORE FROM US.

Sometimes one has to fall, and fall hard before they can get back up and act right.

Well, any way that is how I see this here fine mess we are in, from here... just off senter....

Bonnie and Clyde - A Tribute To LOVE!

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It is a given that to love means having heart aches and pain.

Does this fact mean it is wrong to love or that we should never love? It is only by allowing love, with all its pain, in to our lives and hearts that we can grow to understand what a great gift life is.

Love and loving is never wrong… never! Neither is the pain we feel when suddenly the ones we love are taken from us.

Clyde and Bonnie, siblings that could only meet as they did at The Rainbows Bridge, were taken all too soon from their family, who loved them both and struggle to understand how and why in less than two months, two very young and loving pups where called from this earthly realm to one where we pray someday to reunite.

FLOP had chosen “Little” Bonnie as their September FLOPStar and her Mommy, Angie, was so happy and proud. Which made it all the more painful that she had to inform us of how sweet Bonnie had gotten ill on Wednesday, Sept. 3, and quickly what seemed to have been a reaction to some puppy shots or that she had been exposed to something at the veterinarian’s office had made her very ill. By early Friday morning, Sept. 5, Bonnie could fight no more and went to meet her brother Clyde at The Bridge.

Clyde fought very bravely the effects of diabetes during his short life but the battle proved too much for his fragile body and he journeyed to The Bridge just weeks before Bonnie arrived with her forever family.

It is with a very heavy heart but with the knowledge that for all who love and have loved, we do so not in vain but because that is what life is about… LOVE. Without Love we have no life and nothing to live for. We choose to love even when it hurts.

Clyde and Bonnie’s mother even felt that it was Clyde who led her to Bonnie. Knowing that they are together now may or may not always be of comfort, but we hope they now await the arrival of those they love.

It is because of this love that FLOP has chosen to honor both Clyde and Bonnie as our special September FLOPStar Angels.

We hope you will join us as we celebrate these two young pups and the Love they have given and taught us to have for all.

I'm Almost PO'd

This really isn't like "almost being pregnant," and you can get your dirty minds out of all the gutters.... this is not the PO'd your thinking. We have finally ended 18 days of Olympic portions of the Beijing Olympics and 18 days of China Propaganda and politics.

Nothing was seen of real life in the worlds most populated country where one third of all humanity is subjugated to military rule in the guise of a liberated free-trade based economy.

How many billions to put on a show for 18 days? No matter what the number it was too much and showed where we humans have put our priorities. This is almost enough to make me PO'd!

The smoke from the Beijing fireworks has barely cleared when we Citizens of the "leader of the free world" have turned our attention to the Big Show in Denver. The DNC Convention.

One after another stands before the cameras and speaks of CHANGE! Not do not misunderstand me here. I am all for change and not at all for what we have had, thanks to the Supreme Courts appointment of George W. Bush nearly 8 years ago. My problem with this uproar for change is were was the uproar 8 years ago? We coward and crawled into our turtle shells and did not want to hear about chads, dangling or not. We allowed this to happen. We may have even allowed the devastating tragedy of Sept. 11, 2001 by not crying out at the injustice that had occurred just months before. This is almost enough to make me PO'd

Denver seems to have chosen to be the overture for the debacle in Minneapolis the following week, when the Republican National Convention with continue with their version of the Good News Express. They too will stand before us ensconced with red, white and blue, bands and balloons, lulling us into a state that they know better they the other side what is best of each of us.

I will admit that right now I do not even know what would be best for me to wear to work in the morning but I do know I want to be the one picking out what is best for me to wear and best for how to live my life. This is almost enough to make me PO'd

Warning: A politician is a politician. It does not matter what banner they march under or what platform the profess, they are a politician. Like you and me, they come in the male and female variety, they can be big or small from the North, South, East or West. They all will have more money they us and each have a way of wanting us to believe they really do understand what we are going through. Remember they are first and foremost, POLITICIANS! This is almost enough to make me PO'd

My grandmother had a saying for almost every situation in life. Two that come to mind today are:

• "Be careful of what you ask for, you just may get it."
  

• "The more things change, the more they stay the same."

Now I will tell you what is meant by being almost enough to make me PO'd...

I am propagandized and policticalzied out and off! That does not mean I do not care, for I truly do. I love my country and my rights, our rights. And I ask now that you join me in November by registering to vote if you have never voted and get yourself to the Voting Place by any means possible. Then, and only then, will we have the change we long for, if you and I care enough to get involved and raise our voices by voting. If not, that will almost be enough to get me PO'd one more time!

August in Indiana

August in Indiana somehow signals the ending of our Summer! The sun sadly is just a bit lower on the horizon and perhaps not as warm as some of us would like.

County Fairs are winding down and State Champions are being chosen. Armies of Yellow School Buses can been seen winding around country roads as drivers relearn routes. Since July 5th stores have been stocked with School boxes, backpacks, reams of paper and Number 2 yellow pencils.

You can see despairing moms trying to convince a head-strong child that they will not need a wool sweater for the first day of school. For as sure a there are green apples the week school begins the heat of summer will return, full force.

August in Indiana has hit local beaches as well. Beginning the week of August 18th, the Life-guards will only be on duty on weekends through Labor Day... The time of the long shadows has even reached the shoreline... Signaling the all too soon returning time of Winter......

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Tequila Mojitos

What you will need: A tall glass, sugar, mint leaves, limes, a lemon/lime soda and TEQUILA......

2 teaspoons sugar
juice of one small lime
several mint leaves
Muddle in glass until sugar is dissolved. . Add tons of ice
Shot or two of Tequila... your favorite
Add lemon/lime soda to fill glass...

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