I can't abide a liar!

What makes a person want, need, and enjoy telling untruths about others? Why is it so important to some (I know quite a few, it seems) believe what they don't know about another means it is open season for making up hateful and hurtful lies to tell and retell?

If I am the brunt of this horrid treatment, I have often made every effort to handle it. Immediately, I've confronted the lying creep and usually the response I get is "I didn't say that," "I didn't do that," or "Whoever told you that is lying to you." Yeah, right! However, when I know (AND I MEAN REALLY KNOW) the jerk, past experience with his/her behavior reminds me I should have just ignored the back stabbing, lying idiot!

Lately, it seems this type of behavior from a couple of my least-favorite people in the world makes them thrive on continuously causing strife, discord, confusion, and pain for lots of folks. I must have asked myself at least a hundred times, "What, if anything, can I do about it?"

Today, I was faced with this very question while with many of my new friends. And, the answer became very clear to me. Tell the truth about what is going on and if anyone knows the truth about it, I do! While doing exactly that - setting the record straight - my heart hurt for them as a result of the pain which appeared on their faces.

Somehow, they felt the need to apologize to me for believing the horrible lies and made-up stories they'd been told. Nearly in tears, I explained they didn't owe me an apology for listening and believing. The ones doing the telling need to apologize to them for the damage they brought about.

At this late stage in my two least favorite people's lives, I doubt they will ever learn that being truthful hurts nobody, but a lie hurts forever.

Gamers language is undeciperable

While surfing sites today, using Blog Explosion, I came upon many sites wherein discussion about "gaming" caught my eye. Stopped and read some of them, too! What language are these folks speaking, please?

The extent of my gaming amounts to going to Pogo to play Word Whomp, which I don't like very much these days because tokens added to score don't equal score actually earned. I haven't dared to play Scrabble online - don't have a Scrabble dictionary and some of the words declared as viable are unknown to me and I couldn't begin to define them!

I thought I was very adventurous when I acquired Myst, for Pete sakes. The newest in the Myst series, "Exile," has me stymied because I can't get out of any of the worlds into which I find myself! Haven't attempted to play around with Exile for quite a while as I find it very frustrating when my hands can't coordinate themselves with these tired, old eyes! I've been told there are cheat sheets available online, but what kind of challenge is it to play a game when all puzzles are explained? That's kinda sorta like cheating when playing solitaire, the old fashioned way! Does anyone play solitaire with real cards anymore?

My computer is a very important tool for me these days and can't imagine being without it for communicating with those who live far away from me, word processing is of prime importance for completion of monthly reports for the volunteer organization to which I belong, creating and digitizing embroidery designs would be impossible to do manually with my unsteady hands, and surfing the Web is lots of fun on those nights when I find it difficult to sleep.

The first computer I ever used was a hugmongous Litton 3-tape drive monster which took up an entire room the size of my guest room. These days computers are getting smaller and more powerful by the hour!

When I first came online, the Internet was very user unfriendly and less than appealing to the eyes. Websites have become more attractive, with much more information available immediately. There is access to practically every place in the world with just a point of the mouse and a couple of clicks. I discovered recently if there's a book I'd care to read, there's a place where I can go to either download it or read it online! I visit all of the zoos that have animal cams set up so I can peek in on the activities of whichever is being shown. I continue to be amazed by the creativity displayed on the sites I've visited and the veritable fount of information that is available to me.

As for the gaming language I encountered, don't believe I am young enough or have enough spunk to learn it. I have enough trouble with the English language, thank you very much!

Well, I've rambled on long enough. Think I will see if I can win a game of Spider Solitaire before taking Miss Freckles outside for her evening stroll. I'm such a daring person when it comes to "gaming!"

Wedding blue jeans?

I've been invited to a wedding next Sunday - PLUS, my grand-daughter is getting married on October 1st! Kinda sorta thought I'd better check my wardrobe to determine whether or not I have anything befitting such occasions and that would look good with my newest best friend - my black cane!

Stepped into my closet, pushed all the blue jeans and sweatshirts to one side - 98% of my wardrobe! Found a red suit - 3 sizes too big! The standby basic black dress with matching coat is 4 sizes too big! Found a lovely glen plaid skirt and a beautiful blouse I purchased in Paris, France in 1995 - they also are 3 sizes too big! Hmm, I mused, it seems that my wardrobe is very lacking in dress-up attire!

Now, I could alter the dress and coat - yes, I could! But, doing alterations is not something I really enjoy doing! In fact, actually detest doing alterations, because the clothes just don't ever seem to look as good when I get done with the taking in, even with the concentrated effort I make to be precise with measurements, etc. I'd much rather build an outfit from scratch as to alter one, but that's out of the question what with the high price of material and patterns these days.

Besides, I further contemplated, why in the world have I kept those few items which I can no longer wear? Sentimental reasons? They look nice hanging there? If I were to be completely honest with myself, I'd completely forgotten I still had these items!!

I'm not going to be able to attend my grand-daughter's wedding - doctor put a hiatus on my either driving or riding that far away (it's a 5-hour trip to where my eldest son and family live). I'm not supposed to be driving at all, and haven't told my doctor how I get to his office each week, either! Have explained situation to son and he said he understood.

Wedding on up-coming Sunday is daughter of a dear friend - someplace on the other side of the county. Not really sure directions included in invitation are followable - think they were written in a language I've not yet learned how to read! I've read them at least five times, and get more and more confused with each perusal! If I don't show up, they will think I couldn't find my way there and all will be well!

However, something has to be done about my very one-sided type of wearing apparel. Sounds like the perfect opportunity to visit local thrift stores to find wonderful treasures - if I can keep away from the blue jean racks!

Blog Spam Stinks!

Sorry, but had to change my settings to block spam blogging. To those who visit my site and check in often, I apologize for the incovenience. It's bad enough I have to have spam blocker on my e-mail, but in a blog site? Folks just can't leave well enough alone, can they?

Mickey Finn's world is a little bit cleaner!

This old gal has been busy - one might say, for a change! Was invited to a Bridal Shower and I didn't have cash to purchase a gift, so... created a wedding bowl, digitized it, and stitched it out. Had to have it ready for yesterday, so my embroidery machine was steadily clattering away until 10:00 Friday night! Got up at 4:30 yesterday morning to finish stitching the six panels and the base and then sewed them all together - got done at 11:00 a.m. and the shower began at 2:00. Managed to arrive at the shower at 2:15 - not bad for an old gal who had lots of things to do to get ready like bathe, press something to wear, try to do something with this stuff I laughingly call hair, let Miss Freckles go outside for her mid-day stroll, etc., etc. The bride-to-be seemed pleased with my gift, but it was really hard to tell because she did receive a treasure trove of nice things.

When I got home, the bottom fell out and I literally crashed onto the couch and slept like the proverbial log until 7:30 this morning. Miss Freckles had been very patient with me, but it was kinda sorta funny to see her attempt to get outside with all four legs crossed!

From some unknown source, I all of a sudden had a burst of unnatural energy! I am not supposed to push the vaccuum cleaner around, but my chocolate carpet had a slight tint of grey to it as a result of Miss Freckles' continuous shedding. And, I just couldn't stand removing my fur socks before going to bed at night one more time! So, sat on the floor and used the hose with brush attachment and scooted along the floor vacuuming like an old char woman with a purpose. Got the sewing room, guest bathroom, guest room, and den vaccuumed and cleaned from top to bottom before the burst of energy began to wane. Imagine my surprise when I discovered the lovely 9 x 12 accent rug in the den actually turned into its original colors and the roses therein actually are showing! I love Miss Freckles, but never again will I have a long-haired shedding dog!!!

Guess I should mention what happened to the goofy looking three guys cited in an earlier post. Went to make my statement on Friday, but didn't have to do anything because all three of the horrid critters were wanted for fraud, identity theft, embezzlement, burglary, and a mish mosh of other charges in Georgia - they'd been sent off to answer to charges there! I didn't have to do a thing - but a very nice elderly gentleman (who you could tell wasn't quite sure how he'd gotten into such a fix) was lamenting that he had been taken for $750.00. All I can say is thank goodness for my Son of a Blogitch antennae!

It's good to have accomplished something - even if it's nothing more than having a few of the rooms sparkling again.

Don't hear from my very special friend much these days - he's so busy with a new job, attending night classes, and his fair damsel. I miss our conversations very much, but certainly do understand there are only so many hours in each day. If you happen to read this, Sir, know that you are constantly in my prayers and I hope all for which you strive is attained.

A few posts ago I stated I couldn't understand why anyone would be jealous of what someone else has, etc. I recently learned that a friend of mine is jealous of me - what a shock that was to me. I am definitely nobody to be jealous of, for sure! When I asked her why she's jealous of me, all she could say is "I just am." Hmm, I thought, what have I got or what does she perceive I've got that would cause her to be jealous of me. Have no idea, but can't help but further wonder if she is really a friend!

Hey Milt, thought you might like to know that all is well with Mickey Finn and will strive to keep it that way with the right attitude, a smile on my face, and the urge to overcome strong!