Archive for the ‘How I See It’ Category
The world got a little crazy these last couple of weeks so I decided to step back and regroup for a bit. I wish I could figure out what has set everything on its ear but I don’t think I’ll ever be able to come up with the answer for that one.
Isn’t it funny how it seems life just chugs along its merry way from day to day with various and sundry bumps and bounces but, usually, nothing too mind-boggingly devastating happens? Then…something changes. A slight shift…an almost unnoticeable curve in the road and the world slips off its axis. Things start happening at a pace you never could have imagined and all you can do is blink hard a couple of times and hang on for dear life.
I wonder how people do it when they find themselves in the middle of surreal situations and they have nothing bigger than themselves to hold onto. Chaos reigned supreme for several hours in my corner of the world just a couple of weeks ago…or at least it seemed that way…but the one thing I never let go of and the one thing I never stopped doing through every last second of it was talking to God…well, more like pleading with him…still, I knew none of us were alone. What we couldn’t see, he could. What we didn’t know, he did. I was terrified. We all were. But what we were not was alone.
We got through it, some worse for wear, but still here on this side of the dirt. The world has changed…is changing still…and I don’t think I really like the path it’s taking. Life is still precious but it seems some folks have either forgotten that or never learned it in the first place.
DISCLAIMER: This is NOT about you.
We kicked off events for National Police Week with a memorial for our fallen officers in front of Headquarters today. Three of our widows were present for the ceremony and placed flowers on the monument in honor of their fallen spouses during the ceremony. It was extremely moving.
Our oldest surviving spouse on hand today was Mrs. Steed. Her husband, Ralph Steed, was killed in the line of duty 47 years ago. Five other Chesapeake Police Officers have lost their lives since then. The wives of the last two, Michael Saffran and Jarrod Shivers, were also present.
I held my emotions until 85 year old Mrs. Steed reached out her hand to an emotional Mrs. Shivers as an Honor Guard Officer was escorting Mrs. Shivers back to her seat after she placed flowers on the memorial for Jarrod. Mrs. Shivers stopped and embraced Mrs. Steed in a heartfelt hug with both ladies crying and a collective gasp of emotion sweeping through the crowd as our oldest widow comforted our most recent widow. Mrs. Shivers then stepped over to Mrs. Saffran to hug her in support as well. It was a moment I won’t soon forget.
Not-Me & I watched the best movie last night. If you haven’t seen August Rush yet, don’t waste any more time. Go get it right now and watch it tonight. You will not be disappointed.
Not-Me wanted to give it 5½ bones but that would put it off the charts. Let’s just say, if The Bone had an extra ½ of a bone, this movie would get it…hands down!
It is absolutely eye-opening when you realize that you are never going to get there. Never. You have spent your entire life trying to reach that point of acceptance when, finally, you realize that it just isn’t going to happen. The people you want it from the most are never going to give it to you. So why is it that you keep trying?
Why is it that you keep running headlong into the same briar patch knowing that the pain is going to be the same in the end? When push comes to shove, you will be the one shoved. If someone is going to be given the benefit of the doubt, it will not be you. You are dispensable, expendable, not necessary, inconsequential, unimportant, insignificant…and now you know it without any hesitation or uncertainty. It has been blatantly proven too many times to be ignored any longer.
What is most mind-boggling is the fact that the self-same people who will not grant you the approval you so desperately long for actually fought this very battle themselves…also to no avail. One would think they would understand the misery and unhappiness such a station in life produces and not be willing to pass it along. Then again, you live what you learn and you learn what you live. The lesson was well taught.
Saw the movie Taken last night. Wasn’t too impressed really. I am a Liam Neeson fan. Always have been. But he just didn’t really do it for me in this movie.
It started r e a l l y slow and when it finally got moving it was extremely chaotic at points. I guess with all the hype and the previews I was just expecting better than I saw. Maybe it’s just me. Maybe not.
Anyway, The Bone gives it a mere 3 out of 5 bones. Sorry Liam.
Now, I saw Gran Torino last week and that was an awesome movie…Clint Eastwood in all his glory! You do have to watch it with an open mind though and not be easily offended as he is most definitely offensive to EVERYONE. Totally enjoyed that one and the ending took me by surprise.
The Bone says this one is a “must see” and gives it 4.5 out of 5 bones.
Oh, the AGONY…for a while there it was horrible. The Bone got BANNED!!! I know! Even WeMightBeKin got banned. The City hired some third party firm to do their “dirty work” for them and we got swept up and thrown out with the garbage! The reason? Are you ready for this?
I kid you not. I was stunned. How’s a Smurf supposed to work without daily stops by The Bone and WeMightBeKin? Well, after a couple of well placed e-mails requesting a review of the “gross mis-categorization”, I was sent an apology and a reprieve.
Whew. Still, the wounds will take a while to heal.
The Bone had a bit of a head scratching experience last night. You see, I was preparing my laundry for the washing machine when I decided to add some new items I had bought over the weekend. As I was opening the package of step-ins…aka panties, drawers, bloomers…I noticed an arrow on the package and, being ever the inquisitive one, I had to check it out. Hence, the cause of the head scratching.
Tell me, why would there ever, ever be any reason whatsoever to package step-ins in a re-closable bag? I kid you not… re-closable. Is there a reason for this job? At all? Still trying to figure this one out.