Just a girl writing in the blogging ring
Anyone ever notice I don’t write about politics? No blogs on who should be voted as our President. Just curious to see how astute you are.
Anyway, about that blog on my political thoughts, ideas, and who should run our country…I keep that private.
See, there are things I don’t share on the Internet.
🙂 ~P.
Such attention!
It wasn’t King Solomon, it was my landlord. And there wasn’t a baby involved, but a dog.
I knew something was up when he called and left a message, then called again a few hours later. I didn’t recognize his phone number and was too busy voting to take a call.
He is a wise landlord. Don’t tell anyone in the neighborhood or at the office that he is evicting my dog Ying. When I call in protest, he tells me to find out who has a problem with my dog.
I found out that things didn’t add up with the information written in my letter that I showed all but three residents. I learned that three of her six people that backed the charges of my dog being a nuisance to the neighborhood recanted with personal calls to the landlord himself.
Did these people even sign their names? Beats me.
Do I care? No, because my plan of action was no action. Sometimes that is the most effective and efficient then going off the deep end or seething in anger. There was no way my dog was leaving me. The landlord even knew. But my calling his bluff as he wanted, certainly brought out the truth.
The yards are everyone’s yards. Get along, talk nice, mind your own business.
I think the message was made clear. This was his first yard-feud that almost caused “a dog to be collateral damage” as he referred to Ying. I personally thought of it as a “shit showdown” or “to poo or not to poo, but where is the question?”
Life is never dull and I’m glad this shit is over.
~P.
Tesla, Blaine and I had a great time Trick or Treating in Lower Windsor!
Dear Heather,
Your absence was noticeable tonight. Sad your children miss out on trick or treating in their own neighborhood because you can’t handle my presence. It’s ok though. John called me Heather and everything! It’s almost like you were there in spirit. I told him he really needs to work on getting his woman’s names right. I found it wildly amusing, but I’m sure you won’t.
Don’t worry, we didn’t stay out late having a good time without you. Though you not being there made it so much easier to flirt with each other when Tesla and Blaine went to peoples doors. Heck even our friends at Pizza Town thought John and I were still together. We did look like one happy little family. Damn we are good at fooling people…guess that was our little trick of the night.
Someday he might be over me. But I doubt it. Expect my presence every year…if you’re still in the picture.
Happy Halloween!
~P.
Writer’s Memo:
I love to write and do so almost daily in my blog. My subjects range from college essays, being a mom, divorce, and life in general. I have short stories, poems and photographs on my blog and try to make each entry unique and engaging. Most people don’t realize how deep my faith in God runs. I don’t push my beliefs on people, nor do I bark about them in person. But on my blog I am free to express myself however I would like. I show no fear on my blog and let no comments upset me. God and I are tight and I am keeping it that way.
My biggest struggle is to continue focusing on the present when I think the future will be ending soon. The borrowing money for student loans, making holiday plans and especially dates in the year 2013 are frustrating. I don’t want to or expect to be earth bound after December 21st 2012. My friends poke fun at me. So do my sons, now both adults. Jokes aimed at my religious beliefs are just their way of giving me a “hard time.” I don’t get upset or mad. I just laugh along with them. How can I laugh when they are making fun of me? Easy. If I’m wrong, I continue with life on December 22nd. If I’m right, I’m in Heaven with my maker testing out my new wings. I’ve always wanted to fly.
~P.
(Virtual Sinning isn’t Cheap Advanced Composition Assignment)
Hurricane Sandy caused serious flooding in York County. The Conewago Creek was at least three times its usual size. Roads were closed, lines down, power out. Hurricane Sandy left her mark. ~P.
Easy as it can get to enter! Remember, you must get back to me with the password! ~P. 
No, it’s not a good way to start an essay. Ok, over that.
Facebook rules the world in a round-about way.
Yes, I know GOD rules the world. Please don’t comment to me that I am going to hell, I should be murdered, burned, suffer for all of eternity. The effect of those comments wore off after the first three.
When you want to communicate quickly, you use Facebook to get your message out fast and as far-reaching as possible. Instantly, you have just shared something, any bit of info sent electronically across the Internet, has just been released to the entire world.
Hell, even the word Internet is capitalized. It just became a proper noun and Facebook has become the link around the world that all connects us with God. There are churches, preachers, priests, pastors and more online. We all can be friends on Facebook, in fact, friend is now a verb; “Friend me, I’ll accept.”
The ability to touch the lives of people across the world instantly is a phenomenon that no one really talks about. Facebook is similar to a constantly in motion subway. People are able to jump on and off at will, with a click of their mouse. The ability to jump on and off a moving subway car comes at a price. Once information is shared, it is on the Internet forever. The good, the bad, the ugly.
Just wait. I’m telling you right now that on December 21st 2012 the Internet is going to crash. Maybe permanently! Imagine a world without the internet. You can’t do it can you?
The internet is many things: a link connecting most of the world to each other, a place to gather, a place to share information, a place to proclaim your belief of God (or not) and a place to sin. So much good, yet always there are the bad things that come from the Internet, meet on the internet, troll on the internet. The internet is not a safe place.
The Internet is my virtual life. Facebook connects me with the world and it is God’s filing system. God knew humans would get smarter than our britches and organize an endless, eternal pulse of energy that relays all our information effortlessly. Now we are screwed.
So I proclaim stuff all the time. I make shit up-from scratch-but I’m serious about God. That all knowing alien in the sky. Heck the Mayan’s even knew about Jesus Christ as his name is mentioned inside a ruin site as a returning prophet of the future. The visiting speaker on campus said that in his lecture in Demester Hall. That hall was packed to the gills. Standing room only for the witty speaker and his fresh take on the Apocalypse.
Poor Dale was stuck beside a guy with body odor issues. The dude beside me kept drifting off to sleep and even had the nerve to snore during this very important (to me) lecture. If he had become louder with his rudeness, I would have woke him and told him to get the hell out because he was ruining my listening experience.
I have many direct links to the Internet. The average person has at least one, but most likely, more than one. In total, I can access the web on: York College campus, my phone as a hotspot and direct link, Dale’s phone, my laptop, my son’s phone, Dale’s office, any McDonald’s, Rutters’, etc. Short of living in an undeveloped country, the Internet is available to everyone.
I read the sins of many on the Internet. The stories of murder, rape, child abuse, tragedy. This world is a disgusting place that causes my stomach to twist into knots. If God is looking down on us and here to save us, how can life as we know it continue? Humans have disappointed God in every possible way. When will that change? Ever? Please God, take me on December 21, 2012. I am ready for your call.
Could the apocalyptic signs talked about in the Bible be true and we are nearly at the end of the world? No one knows but God. He is the only one who knows the true end of days. The preparation for the end of days is easy. Get right with God. Admit your sins and ask his forgiveness. The truth will set you free.
Free Internet would be great. It cost a fortune to have access at home and virtual sinning isn’t cheap.
~P.
I try to let Ying poo every chance he wants to. That is, to poo outside. That is the main goal here. His form of pooping is funny to me. Probably not Ying. But I try to be encouraging for his benefit. He of course loves the attention. (He likes any attention.) So I just decided to video his process. Here is what I really got:
I bumped my phone or something and it stopped recording. I started again. We walked across the driveway…
I called the police (one) came. Cop (d0n’t know who, no card. I had mine for him…) he mentioned my name has been involved in two calls recently. I said yes but not related. He said, “oh”
I told him I had her on video (and she knew that) but he didn’t care to see it.
But you can.
~P.
Getting Handsome Again
Today I got a treat. I didn’t have to bathe and clip Ying.
Let me tell you, he stunk.
I met Amey Neidlinger for the first time today at Posh Fur. Amey specializes in individualized grooming services with quality products for your dog or cat at a reasonable price.
While grooming Ying, Amey told me about herself and her business. She graduated from The Pennsylvania Academy of Grooming in Indiana, PA in 2007. She has always had a passion for dogs and even refers to herself as part dog. Her love of dogs is what pushed her to pursue a grooming business.
Posh Fur is a spacious, pet-friendly location. Amey prefers customers let their pet in her care so she can give them her focused attention and in return, the pet will give her their focus. Owners can be distracting to their pets during grooming.
Ying was pampered from head to toe:
First his ears were clipped and cleaned out.
Toenails clipped.
Foot pads shaved.
Bathed with yucca shampoo.
Shower massage rinse.
Hair and skin conditioned.
Towel and hand blown dry.
Hair trimmed and skin shaved.
Doggy cologne.
Ying enjoyed the hydrosurge bathing system and Amey’s drying technique. Kennels are not used at Posh Paws. Drying is a hands-on procedure only.
All of Ying’s information was written onto a client card. Not just his name and breed, but scars, skin tags, birthmarks, brand of products used, and clipper blade size. Oh, and my information too, of course.
Some other services Amey offers are flea bathing, teeth brushing and manual anal expression. Services for cats and dogs start at $25 and upwards depending on services needed.
Amey was knowledgeable about her products and services. She and Ying got along wonderfully and I feel confident in her ability to make Ying as handsome as a hairless dog can look.
Looking for a friendly, affordable groomer for you pets? Call Amey Neidlinger at 717-332-6681 to schedule your pet’s individual pampering session.
Tell her Girlboxer1970 sent you and get $5 off your first grooming session!
Fresh and fluffy,
~P.
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