the perils of memachelle—domdomdommmmm

what can be said except ouch! ... such a year this has been ... tom's father dying unexpectedly on the 20th ... our anniversary on the 26th ... the home loss on the 27th, with cracked ribs for me during my escape ... now february is here and i have taken a nasty spill and messed up my shoulder ... going for an MRI this week ... the pain meds are doing a meh job in dealing with the pain ...

i was staying at my daughter's home while taking care of the insurance and paperwork involved in losing home and my suburban in the fire ... but moe, her husband, is at it again.

he disappeared on thursday ... going to a meeting at the ibew to see if he could get back into the union and hopefully go to work ... they have been existing on val's paycheck with money from us as needed...

well, the dickhead did not return home thursday night ... nor the next day ... he finally showed up sometime saturday morn ...

with the story "i went to get a beer with friends, they must have put something in my beer, i don't remember anything" (did i mention that he doesn't have a license because of his stupidity? yet, val let him leave in her van.)

paaahhh-leeeze ... so, saturday morn i was telling valorie that tom and i would continue to help her and our grandchildren, but she and i would go open an account without moe's name on it, no debit card and i would hold the checks ... oh yeah ... the Master Of Excuses cleared out their checking account when he disappeared ...

upon hearing that the gravy train had ended moe began to cuss me, telling me to get out of his house (the house that we paid the deposit and helped with so much more while he has only worked and made a little bit of money because we bought him a chainsaw and let him cut trees on our property to sell as firewood)... he threw his glass of tea at me and spit in my face ... twice ... and for some reason... my daughter said i "instigated" the whole situation and forced him to act that way ...

so now i can, without hesitation, say that in our youngest child, we have raised a complete f.i.f.a.i.


i must be a Scot… or Aussie


The Current Security Levels..and their meaning

The English are feeling the pinch in relation to recent terrorist threats and have raised their security level from "Miffed" to "Peeved." Soon, though, security levels may be raised yet again to "Irritated" or even "A Bit Cross." The English have not been "A Bit Cross" since the blitz in 1940 when tea supplies all but ran out. Terrorists have been re-categorized from "Tiresome" to a "Bloody Nuisance." The last time the British issued a "Bloody Nuisance" warning level was during the great fire of 1666.

The Scots raised their threat level from "Pissed Off" to "Let's get the Bastards" They don't have any other levels. This is the reason they have been used on the front line in the British army for the last 300 years.

The French government announced yesterday that it has raised its terror alert level from "Run" to "Hide". The only two higher levels in France are "Collaborate" and "Surrender." The rise was precipitated by a recent fire that destroyed France 's white flag factory, effectively paralyzing the country's military capability.

It's not only the French who are on a heightened level of alert. Italy has increased the alert level from "Shout loudly and excitedly" to "Elaborate Military Posturing." Two more levels remain: "Ineffective Combat Operations" and "Change Sides."

The Germans also increased their alert state from "Disdainful Arrogance" to "Dress in Uniform and Sing Marching Songs." They also have two higher levels: "Invade a Neighbour" and "Lose".

Belgians, on the other hand, are all on holiday as usual, and the only threat they are worried about is NATO pulling out of Brussels .

The Spanish are all excited to see their new submarines ready to deploy. These beautifully designed subs have glass bottoms so the new Spanish navy can get a really good look at the old Spanish navy.

Americans meanwhile are carrying out preemptive strikes on all of their allies, just in case.

New Zealand has also raised its security levels - from "baaa" to "BAAAA!". Due to continuing defence cutbacks (the air force being a squadron of spotty teenagers flying paper aeroplanes and the navy some toy boats in the Prime Minister's bath), New Zealand only has one more level of escalation, which is "Shit, I hope Australia will come and rescue us".

Australia , meanwhile, has raised its security level from "No worries" to "She'll be alright, mate". Three more escalation levels remain, "Crikey!', "I think we'll need to cancel the barbie this weekend" and "The barbie is canceled".

from stumbleupon friend "muffinman" Chris Clark
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sweet lord what a year this has been.

january was full of unexpected uh-ohs .... shortly after the new year my father-in-law fell ... he seemed to be alright and refused to go to the ER ... by the time he got medical care it was too late ... he went into a coma and 10 days later died.

we buried him on saturday, 23 jan 2010. Tom and i celebrated our 30th anniversary on the 26th and on the 27th our home burnt down ... a total loss and an investigation yielded no definitive conclusion as to the origin of the fire ...

i am now sitting in my room at my daughter's home ... thankfully she lived next door and it's not a big adjustment for Ranger...

though without a fence he did get into a fight with another dog ... there is a leash law in Wesson, but most ignore it, and the "dog catcher" wants the police to do his job for him ...

anyway ... got the paperwork filed and waiting for the insurance higher-ups to sign-off on the money so we may begin anew.

may the next 11 months be uneventful and dull.