Bubbly Backwash

I'm going to be using this journal as a place to record things I am grateful for each day, as well as to give myself positive affirmations. Hopefully I will remember to post regularly!

Today, I am thankful for:

The bat I virtually adopted at Batworld.Com. Her name is Bootsanna, and when I figure out adding pics, I will add hers. But here is her page:

https://batworld.org/bootsanna/

Here she is:



I am also thankful that Vocal Media has published my article about physical fitness for disabled people:

https://longevity.media/disabilities-and-physical-fitness


Affirmation: I am a good, decent, and kind person. The old tapes running in my head have non power over me any longer.

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Sean is back at his "I am overworked because I give three people a ride to their jobs each day and spend a half an hour cooking dinner out of a box and cans" bullshit, and refusing to assist me.

So I just laid down the law. He pays a very low rent for living here, in return for being my assistant and doing the driving and dinner.

I told him either his rent is doubling, or he is moving out, and one of those things is happening February 1.

If you won't pull your weight, you don't get to stay in my damn house. Period. Everybody else does their fair share around here, PLUS they work on their feet 8 hours a day. Sean is not some special flower who needs to be pampered.

Put up, shut up, or get out, kid. The time has come. Twenty-three years old and still whining like a little bitch when asked to help me get a cup of coffee.

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Hoping...

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I was a child in the sixties and seventies. My role models were Cinderella, Snow White, Sleeping Beauty. A bunch of vapid pretty girls who waited for the Prince to save them from the horrors of their lives.

Then, out of nowhere, came Star Wars. I was eleven when it hit the theaters, and went to see it with ten other girls, all of us residents at a children's psychiatric hospital.

What I saw on that screen changed my life forever. Suddenly, the Princess was a strong woman who took no bull. She fought, she worked, she struggled, she loved and she lived. She stood on her feet after watching her entire planet be destroyed, and vowed to herself that this action would not go unavenged.

Leia changed my life, because she showed me that I could be strong, too. That I didn't have to wait for Prince Charming to marry me before I could have an amazing life.

Then as I grew older, Carrie Fisher made headlines for being addicted to drugs, for being insane, for a lot of negative things. But with hard work and amazing determination, she overcame her addiction, she dealth with her bipolar disorder. She became an advocate for mental illness and drug awareness. And this happened at a time I was dealing with my own drug problems and bipolar disorder.

A short while ago, the seventh installation of the Star Wars films came out, and the world scorned Carrie for being older, tired looking, not the cute sparkly young woman she was in 1977. And she told the world to go to hell, that this is what happens as you get older, you DON'T look the same, you don't FEEL the same, get over it and get on with it. And she said this right when I was feeling old and tired, and not desireable or interesting any more. And she gave me hope.

Carrie Fisher, to me, was the embodiment of strength. I will miss her.

At this point, the only people willing to vote for Trump are the people who would only abandon him if he shot Pat Robertson or Joel Osteen in the ass.

A family friend lays dying tonight.

Kris was my Dad's girlfriend in the 1970s. She is an amazing strong woman, and a survivor both of the Warsaw ghetto and the Warsaw Uprising. She hid in plain sight after the ghetto in outer Warsaw incognito as a Catholic.

I knew bits and pieces of her story, but she didn't like talking much about it. But now, she has written an incredible book, and I encourage you all to read it. It is worth every penny of the $23 price.

Kris is in hospice right now, with her youngest son at her side. Please offer a kind thought for an easy and peaceful passing.

https://www.amazon.com/Shadows-Survival-Child%E2%80%99s-Memoir-Warsaw/dp/161811509X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1475909825&sr=8-1&keywords=kristine+keese

So, Connor, my chiweenie.

He was this terrified little abused thing when we got him last year. Afraid of everything.

Now he's very boisterous and outgoing, love and patience have made a huge difference for this dog.

I just woke up from my nap and he bounced onto my chest and pawed at my face.. and clawed my eyelid. Ow. It's bleeding. :(

I've not forgotten y'all, just don't have a lot to say the last day or three.

Other than this season of Agents of SHIELD looks like a good bet :)