Warped Gratitude Blog

Today I am thankful for synchronicity and the opportunity to ask for help. We buried aunt Judy today. The cemetery is in my home town.  It's the oldest private cemetery in Colorado. We buried her next to my great uncle, C. Ringling*.  He died three weeks before I was born.  Story has it that he ran away from the circus because he abhorred the way they treated the horses. He spent the rest of his life training them.  If he were alive today, he'd be happy that the circus days of the past are no more. He's buried next to a baby named Susan who died when someone put a can of gasoline next to a gas water heater. For years, my mother would drink and cry about baby Susan. For her, the trauma of the loss of her niece never ended. I'm worried about my uncle.  He looks so lost and distraught. He's an extrovert.  I told him that he needed people. He said that he's tired of people and wants to immediately go on a road trip to find a cliff. To someone

Today I am thankful for insight.  Parents - teach your children how to behave like human beings without being violent jerks to others.  If you don't do that, your kids will get the lesson from other people in less pleasant ways. Cops - do your job or it'll be done by other people. ***** I spent the day cleaning up after a spell that went crazy. I repainted my bathroom and scrubbed layer upon layer of soot off the tile.  There wasn't enough time to repaint the doors or the edging.  I'll do that next week. There is a huge hole behind the mirror in the bathroom that wasn't there before.  I guess the contractors did that. Some of the tile wasn't caulked either. It looks like I'll get to learn how to repair drywall and tile. ***** I'm not in the best of moods. I'm having nightmares of finding my daughter shot to death by the asshat that the cops peg as the victim of domestic violence. The nightmares are so graphic, I'm vomit

Today I am thankful that I'm a woman and can excuse changing my mind. Some asshat beat my daughter for the very last time.  Today he choked her.  The Denver Cops wanted to arrest her because she scratched him trying to get air. He left red marks on her arms and neck. They're going to bruise. The cops won't do their jobs. They let the drunkard go.  He'll probably break back into my daughter's home and beat her up again. So....I'm tired of it. I'll take over. That lil' dude would have been better off in jail. He's a gun nut. I have to act fast. Thank goodness creep-boy tried to friend me on Facebook months ago.  I never accept new requests. I just accepted his old request and got everything I need. If there is one thing to like about Facebook - asshats share all their little personal details. Buh, Bye Fucktard. ***** I've cast this curse three times. The first time Bill died before the first candle burned down -

I overslept today and wish I hadn't.  This morning was the morning of bizzare dreams. Thankfully, I'm busier than Hades so I have little time to ponder them.  In this dream, I walked outside and there were beautiful high end brand new leather couches that littered the street.  Someone was trying to sell them to me. Dream interpretation:  The objects in our dreams can resemble our outer circumstances and/or reflect facets of our lives.  Often couches resemble obstacles.  The State of Colorado just changed the licensure requirements for my Addiction Counselling License.  I'll have to wait at least six more moths before I can make real money.  After taking nearly two years off from my hypnosis practice to take a low-paying internship, I may have to stay away from my practice a little longer and spend thousands of more dollars on school.  Get this - this is the second time that the board has done this to me.  The last time was 2011, the year I took off to r

Today I am thankful for the realization that I'm insensitive. I live in a house of women, Four to be exact. When I take in homeless kids, they identify as girls (we will leave it at that). For the past four years, every soul in this house has had the pronoun "she" (except most of the contractors). Well..... The contractors were supposed to rebuild all of the electrical in the house. Ever since they put in the new box, I've had no shortage of problems. I've had so many power surges, I've had to replace ALL of the appliances (every single one). They keep breaking. I had an electrician put in a surge protector because I can't afford to keep buying stoves and refrigerators. Well, the side by side refrigerator broke again.  This one is thirteen months old (one month outside of the warranty). I just lost $500 worth of food and herbs.  I really don't have another $1,000. Worse, the refrigerator is where I store the remnants of ritual