Warped Gratitude Blog

Today I am thankful that the local police department took a police report.   One of the teenagers had a creepy experience.  I cannot write about it out of fear that it would cause trouble.  She came home and recounted her experience.  I called the police department. It's sad....I have the phone number memorized. A male officer came over and took a police report. He went on to coach the teenagers on how to stay safe in those types of situations.  He reminded them to trust their instincts. This is probably one of the few bona fide times I can say something absolutely positive about a police officer.  Sadly, he did not leave us his name or calling card. The perpetrator was found and arrested in our city within a few hours. Thank you, Aurora P.D. I'll let the supervisor know at my earliest opportunity. See the difference a police report makes? Love ya, S. 

Today I am thankful for the whiplash I received by reading my Twitter feed. To tell the truth about it, I'm currently listening to a self-help hypnosis recording to talk myself out of running for office. The voice over guy who recorded it has an accent that puts me in mind of a Star Wars Character.  He sounds scary.....like Palpatine. It's not doing anything for me.  The hate and disgust is already there. I am getting sick and tired of stupid people behaving in stupid ways and treating the voters like chumps. In my blog, I make fun of stupid people. I make fun of superstitious people. I try incredibly hard to identify with stupid, superstitious people in the hopes of understanding them. Sometimes things get so stupid, you can't make fun of it anymore. I'm exhausted. So.... I'll start with Trump.  If I could give Donald Trump the mom death stare and say just a few words, I'd say.... That swamp isn't going to drain itself -

Today I am thankful that something..... be it fate..... or a djinn... or an electrical force turned off my stove and rotisserie. I ate something bad yesterday.  I spent the day in Downtown.  We ate dinner at Sam's Club. I don't think it was a good thing for me.  Today..... I'm living in my bathroom. The only thing good that has come out of this is that I've bleached the bathroom..... many, many times over. There is a chance I've lost a pound or two. Before I got sick, I started to cook scalloped potatoes and rotisserie chicken. About ten minutes later, I lost it. I ran to the bathroom for what seemed like an eternity.  When I went downstairs, after a very long time worried that I burned dinner.  I could smell something burning. Upon entering the kitchen, I noticed that the clocks weren't working and the fan wasn't circulating air. The microwave, the stove, the rotisserie, weren't working. The c

Today I am thankful for progress. Now, I don't write about this often -but- when I was a homeless teen, I was rescued by a gay man and his boyfriend.  They helped me get an apartment, find a job and saw me off to school each and every day. I think the motivation was to do something for me that they wish had been done for them. They were both thrown out of their childhood homes for being gay. I'm trying to return the favor and keep a promise I made to myself when I was seventeen. Now, I am sharing my space with a young woman who was thrown out of the house for being a lesbian. Her father came over here screeching at me because I'm allegedly "a man-hating lesbian." Just because I don't want to kiss....doesn't make me gay...ugh! I used to be an academic.  My research and writing is in social science and psychology (e.g. the use of altered states of consciousness to deal with anxiety and stress).  Bitch about me in words that I can u

Today I am thankful for people who understand my redneck ways. So... We had someone break into the garage on Friday.  I've started to push poles and chairs up against the doors to brace them and make it harder for people to get into the house. I also put acoustic guitars in front of the objects bracing the doors so I can hear if they open.  My eldest daughter came over - she stared at the vintage olive green Spanish guitar which sat in front of the braced door leading into the garage. After a few minutes her face brightened up and she laughed and laughed.  She said I was clever. Safety is a big deal.  You've got to use every talent you have to stay safe. I remember the voices of the two men I heard that night. I listen for them around town each and every day. I haven't heard those voices again.  Sigh..... If I'm awakened in the middle of the night by a cacophony of strings, you know I'm grabbing a weapon. My favorite weapon is

Today I am thankful that I swore off magick as a child. There are days when I read stories where I think about re-considering.  It's just superstition, right? If I ran around printing pictures off of the web and burying them in [censored], burning a black candle while reading the psalms and praying that the soul in the picture would face his or her maker - no one would die, right? The spell says they would die.  Two people have died after I lit black candles and asked that they stop harassing me. I don't think magick killed them. I think they died because they were dangerous assholes.  Dangerous assholes tend to befriend other dangerous assholes who are more likely to kill them when they piss them off. Assholes tend to piss everybody off. Spell casting isn't real.  It's just a way for a person to get his or her angries out. Right? After the weird crap I've seen, I don't know what to believe. I do know that negative energy will stick ar

Today I am thankful for the information and insight stored in the back of my mind from listening to my ex-husband talk about auditing governments and companies. The subconscious mind is said to store everything; everything we think, everything we feel, everything we see, everything we hear, and everything we smell. For some darn reason, the smell of misleading and vague information shared by a government employee hiding behind a bureaucracy grabbed my attention. I realize why my internal radar is going off with the local community college. I suspect financial fraud.  This will be my working post on why that is so. First and foremost, I am learning through my research that the Department of Education has rules that schools who accept financial aid must follow. 1.) They must release the funds they receive on behalf of students within three business days. This college is hanging on to them for upwards of three weeks causing some students to be dis-enrolled fr

Today I am thankful for my pink baseball bat, my Glock and my mace. Nothing scares me.  I collect allegedly haunted artifacts.  I'd be a ghost researcher if I had more time.  It's not really that important to me.  It seems more important for me to keep the living from living life as though they were dead. ******* I heard two male voices last night at 3:30 a.m. I ran down stairs in my silk robe and couldn't find anything.  I failed to check the garage. This morning, I saw that SOMEONE BROKE INTO THE GARAGE through an unused blue door leading into the backyard! That is IT! I'm going to war.  I know the cops won't care.  I took a picture of the scene and left the police department a message on Facebook asking if they cared to know where and when this took place to help them analyze crime trends. They didn't give a shit when my locks were broken. I don't think they care now.  My door didn't shut easily, something must've

Today I am thankful for clueless government employed lazy asshats who roll their eyes when you say . ... "This is unfair, I'm going to talk to my senator.  Where can I get more information so I know more about the issue before I start complaining?"   They refer you to the internet without answering your questions in full.  [Mua...ha...ha...ha...] Today was my kiddo's 16th birthday.  I wasn't at home. Nope... I gave my entire day to the government. They're going to pay.  I spent 3 hours at the local community college.  Yep, so three weeks ago, I noticed that my daughter got a letter from the community college.  She showed me the letter and it said she owed $1,027 due June 22nd in full.  Alrighty then....kiddo isn't working.  I'm not working.  The debt has got to be paid so I'm on the hook. I went to pay it and the school demanded $2,165.  I haven't seen another bill.  I am afraid the number is going to go up from there

Today I am thankful for Pagan clichés. The Goddess does NOT visit a dirty house. You do not invite Aphrodite into a filthy bedroom - but dirty minds are okay. Lakshmi may not linger long in a dirty kitchen. It's important to keep your stove clean.  Isis has been good to me despite the piles of clothes that used to surround her candle.  Your altars and fireplaces must be pristine. Even though the Goddesses do not like to be in dirty homes - rodents and other pests do. The girls found a dead mouse in a bedroom.  I've spent the past 48 hours cleaning up mice poop. It's an ordeal. You have to cover your mouth, put on gloves, spray the poop with disinfectant, wait 30 minutes, clean it up, and throw away ANYTHING that touched the mice poop. Since most of their clothes fell off of the hangers, the girls do NOT have many clothes now. They're going to be naked. Just teasing......they outgrew most of the clothes anyway. It's j

Today I am thankful for a wake up call. I have two 30 year high school reunions this year. I attended one school in a very small town until the tenth grade.  My teachers were amazing.  They actually arranged to pick me up from my foster homes throughout the city and drive me to this school in this small town each and every day. This is probably why I try to buy extra school supplies each and every year.  I was once voted the second ugliest girl in school. I was in the eighth grade. It hurt a little bit but not too much. I had friends. These friends would help me out.  They made sure I wasn't alone at lunch.  They tutored me.  My mother didn't care about my appearance.  My friends had their mothers do my hair. I lived in a Latino town. My hair had height! But.....my mom didn't like the photos. I loved it. I wanted, more than anything, to learn Spanish. I took three years of it. I can never sound as beautiful as the kids I went to school wi