Author: Catherine

BOOM!

First thing this morning, the 

Supreme Court overturned Roe v Wade!

As we prepare to leave the month of June and say hello to July, it seems like this year is flying by much too fast. Before we know it, Christmas will be here.

Today the Supreme Court will release more decisions. I wonder if the controversial abortion decision will be one of them. If so, I hope the conservative judges and their families have an escape route.

Part of me fears for the outcome while part of me wants them to announce it and get it over with so we can move on with our lives. No doubt there will be riots in the streets and businesses will be destroyed. You know, just like the summer of 2020.

The partisan January 6 committee head another hearing yesterday. I wonder how many more days they plan to take over major networks and independent stations with their one-sided hearings. I’ve not watched one hour of the dog and pony show and I won’t start now.

It’s hot down South and Joe Biden is threatening us with rolling black-outs or brown-outs. I’ve survived hurricanes and tropical storms, so I will survive anything that miserable jackass throws our way.

Well, I guess that’s it for today. Have a peaceful weekend and stay safe out there.

~Catherine

With These Hands
by Joe Sample

 

This does NOT belong to me.

I just thought it was cute in a weird kinda way.

White Trash Beautiful
by Everlast

Do you ever feel numb to the news? I do and then I get pissed off because everyone else appears to be numb to the news, and I just want them to WAKE UP and see the truth.

Speaking of the truth. Do you ever wonder if the fact checkers are liars? I do and then I get pissed off because the fact checkers are liars.

Remember when politicians were getting political contributions from people who believed the Russia hoax? I do. Do you suppose they should return the money that was donated based on a lie? I do.

Isn’t that just as bad as someone using Go Fund Me to get money based on a lie? Hell yes!

I hope this country has a huge wake-up call to what is really going on and how the liberals are hell-bent on taking down America. If we screw it up in November 2022, we are screwed for life.

Speaking of life, I might not be around to see the country I love fall to socialism, but I’m going to fight like hell to prevent it from happening.

“Did you say fight?”

Well, yes, kinda. I can still us my blog to voice my opinions. Right?

The truth is that I don’t trust the government.

I don’t trust the liberals.

I don’t trust the fact checkers.

I don’t trust the media.

Most of the time I don’t trust some of the Republicans.

“Who do you trust?”

Me. Me. Me. OK, my family (sometimes).

To wrap this up, I know my time on this good earth is limited, but I don’t want to leave knowing the country I love was destroyed by a group of people who were haters and racists and bigots and liars … you know, people who hate America and won’t leave – Democrats!

I’m done, for now.

Peace!

© Catherine Evermore. All rights reserved.

The Times They Are A Changin’
by Bob Dylan

We are the women of the Internet. We come in all shapes and sizes; different ages and backgrounds; different races and religions; and varying degrees of education. We are daughters and sisters; wives and mothers; lovers, aunts, and grandmothers.

We work at home taking care of our families, and we work outside the home juggling jobs and home responsibilities. We are retired or we are looking for employment. We are unique in our own quirky ways.

The common denominator for us all is that we were brought together by the Internet. Some of us have met in person; some plan to meet in the future; and some will never meet. We have chatted on blogs, in PM boxes, sent text messages and emails, and sometimes we chat on the phone.

We have been supportive and loving; jealous and bitchy; and comforting and caring. Let’s face it, we all have gossiped and enjoyed a bit of drama now and then.

I often wonder what it would be like to get together with the women we know from the Internet, all at one time, at a luncheon or a dinner party or a spa for the weekend, and I wonder how we would treat each other. I would like to believe that we would get along really well, and we would treat each other with dignity and respect.

After all, we would be meeting for the very first time, allowing others to invade our three feet of comfort space, talking and laughing and crying … having a wonderful time getting to know each other up close and personal.

There is something to be said for the women of the Internet … good, bad, or indifferent … we are special.

© Catherine Evermore. All rights reserved.

“Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.”
~ Oscar Wilde

I love my family. For the most part, we agree on just about everything. However, when it comes to politics, we are at opposite ends of the conversation. I’m a conservative; they are not.

Politics has been a part of my life ever since I was 18 years old (long before I could vote).  During my first year of college, I joined the Young Republicans, took a Political Science course, campaigned for a senator in the state where I was going to school, and that was the beginning of my involvement with politics.

Back home, I continued to volunteer for local, state and federal candidates. Because some of those running for office were personal friends of mine who just happened to be Democrats, I helped them, too, but only because back then there were very few Republicans running for local and state offices. We all got along just fine, and we all had great fun campaigning together.

Recently, there was an argument within my family about the current condition of our country. I’m not going to change their minds, and they are not going to change mine. So, I’ve made my family aware that while I’m not going to shove information down their throats, I’m not going to be silent, either.

We can talk about the weather or our favorite TV shows or what to have for dinner or a thousand other things, and that will be all good and well. But, if one of them dares to open the political door and mention the forbidden then I’m going to delicately pounce back.

That’s just how I roll, so to speak, and it’s not going to change.

I guess that’s all I have to say.

Oh, about this website. I’m still in the “thinking” stages of what to keep and what to remove. A few posts have been taken down, but for the most part I might be done deleting and could add a few back to the site.

We shall see …

© Catherine Evermore. All rights reserved.

Barrel House Blues
by Albert Cummings