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View Article  Uncomfortable, to say the Least
The worst thing that happened lately is that the day before Thanksgiving, an 11-year-old girl took her mother's 22 caliber handgun out of a locked cabinet, got the trigger guard off, and shot herself in the head accidentally.  They figure there was a round left in the chamber, because it was supposed to be unloaded.  Two kids 11 and 13, left home alone, this is what they do.  She lingered a day in the hospital, then died.  The funeral was Monday, so our Thanksgiving was very sad, yet we are grateful too, for having ourselves together and all okay.  The girl was not directly related to me, but was my children's cousin on their father's side.  At first, the cops were treating it as a homicide, and there was talk of charging the 13-year-old with the shooting, and charging the mother with negligent homicide, but when seeing how many precautions the mother took with her gun, there really was nothing more she could have done.  The only thing is not to leave your precocious youngsters alone even if they should be old enough to care for themselves.  They just don't have enough restraint not to do something like that.  And possibly they took fingerprints and gunpowder tests to see who fired the gun; the 13-year-old is not being charged either.  They figure now, she was just grandstanding, showing off maybe, and there was a round in the chamber that nobody knew was there.  So even though she was not related to me, I couldn't help but cry for days every time I was alone.  Enough already.
View Article  Playing Catchup

So many things have been happening lately, and I haven't been able to blog for some reason.  Perhaps I'm a little nervous about these topics.  One is that my brother finally has to do time in prison for drunk driving.  This last event happened the day I called him last February and told him (actually left a voice mail message) that Mom had died.  He, all choked up and sorrowful, left a message for me, that he was going out now to get drunk, very drunk.  Which, of course, he proceeded to do.  And, of course, had an accident, plowed into some other car, thank god nobody was too badly hurt, but he attended the funeral with banged up ribs.  Now he's doing the time.  Before he went in, he was so depressed that he wouldn't communicate with me or anybody, the last thing he said to me was, "I'm screwed."  We are not kids anymore, so this really bothered me a lot.

So getting a phone call from him was happiness yesterday.  They let him get out for 2 days a month, so he won't lose his social security (if you are in jail for 30 days in a month, you lose it).  They charge you $10.00 a day to be in jail.  But while sitting there drying out, etc. he got an opportunity to get a job cooking right at the prison.  He's a fantastic cook, by the way.  So he and 5 other men do all the cooking and he will also get time off for good behavior:  his 12 month sentence will be over in 6 months, if he doesn't drink or do anything foolish.  Also, because he is working there at the prison, he doesn't have to pay to stay, AND he actually earns 25 cents an hour.  He is actually happier right now than he has been in a long time.  And sober.  I asked him if he gets the DT's when he goes in, but he is mentally powerful enough, so that he gets over the drinking and smoking without suffering too much.  Wish, oh how I wish, that he would have an epiphany and stop drinking altogether, but he doesn't seem able to do it.  I suppose he just lives for the day he can start drinking again.  God!  Well, this is one of the uncomfortable subjects I have to cover.

View Article  Blog Move

My new address will be, temporarily,

     http://shackhappy@blogharbor.com/

How I could post this new address on my old blog site at myblogsite.com is not known at the present time, so if you are reading my blog now, you are already at the new address, I guess.  I can't post at the old blog address anymore, so.....hmmm.  Maybe I need to read all the instructions.