Sunday, May 20, 2018

Society is not ready to discuss the fate of the unborn or their parents

This is a political post.

I'm not really on either side of the "pro" argument. I don't think my country is ready to have such a discussion. Anywhere and anyone that is unable to address the majority of causes of a problem is NOT ready to discuss the only current make-shift bandage that exists. Also, medical decisions are between medical providers and their patients  (or authorized representative); not government officials and protestors.

Clean up the REASONS before discussing it. Yes, some women may still make the decision. Outlawing it won't change that. But solving the worries that often lead to such a choice will SIGNIFICANTLY REDUCE the number of times a certain medical procedure is needed.


Tuesday, May 15, 2018

Reflection on #AtoZchallenge 2018

#AtoZchallenge 2018


View from my hospital room
Mirror selfie from hospital







This post might be a bit depressing. The challenge ended, and I managed all the posts. HOWEVER, I landed in the hospital by May 3, and was there for a few days. Yeah, I had a great view (once they found me a room... I spent the first night in the Emergency Room because there were no beds -- in a hospital with four wings and nine floors, there wasn't a telemetry bed). I am home now.


beta blockers and depression

After the hospital stay, I was put on meds with "beta blockers." I've looked this up on the Internet, as well as discussing it with one of my doctors, and apparently I'm not alone in feeling depressed when taking these. Like I can't ignite my fire, can't find my passion, feel dead inside.

Which is why I hadn't written my reflection post.

Or done more commenting, as I had intended to do. (I wasn't doing so well before I went to the hospital, so that also put a kink in things.)

I feel like I'm behind on my goals. But hey, I'm writing this post now. And I took the survey. So one day at a time, right? First step in a journey or some quote for motivation and inspiration. I also can't keep a damn thought in my freaking head.

#atozchallenge survivor 2018

Only A to Z could use this word for me. Okay, I guess technically the hospital could too, since my blood pressure might have been above a lethal number. (Might, because I recently learned that the automatic cuffs tend to be off by 60 to 90 points on my top number, and that's what they used.) But I managed all of my posts, so that's something.

reflections #atozchallenge

I spent the month of April writing about coffee, comparing different ones based on my flavor profile. The doctors now say I'm limited to ONE cup of caffeine a day. "It could be worse."

Yeah, it could. But add in the drugs that make me feel like a Dementor has moved into my body, plus less caffeine, and I'm not doing so great. Sorry. 

I can't think anymore thoughts, so I'm going to stop typing now. 

Sunday, April 29, 2018

Letter Z #AtoZchallenge Coffee Theme

#AtoZchallenge 2018


Welcome to letter Z of my Coffee Themed blogging from A to Z challenge 2018 offering.



BRAINS! NOM NOM BRAINS!

Yesterday I showed you a coffee drink only available in December. Today I'm bringing you one that's only available for Halloween. Zombie Frappuccino from Starbucks. 

What? Did you just point out that this doesn't come with actual coffee? But it's from a coffee house! I don't have a picture of it, but two days after I ordered this drink, I ordered it again, this time adding a shot of espresso. I liked the taste. You may or may not. 

But if a zombie is going to eat my brain, I'd like them to end up with a caffeine buzz afterwords. That, and a lot a philosophical questions. Or questions about how the world could be improved. These are things I blog about when it isn't April. If that's not your "jam," okay, I won't take it personal. If that stuff might interest you, give me a follow.




Saturday, April 28, 2018

All the same at the end

The attorney approached Jayne Ann Smith, who was fidgeting in the stand.

"Miss Smith, you claim my client robbed you, is that correct?"

"Yes."

"What were you wearing at the time you were robbed?"

Jayne Ann raised her eyebrow. She waited for her attorney to object and ask the relevance of the question. She waited for the judge to intervene. No one did. "A yellow sweater and black slacks."

"Yellow? That's a bit of an attention-getting color, isn't it?"

"I guess it could be." Again, Jayne Ann looked around, wondering why no one thought the line of questioning was irrelevant.

"So you were aware that, in wearing yellow, you were drawing attention to yourself?"

"It's a sweater. I have the same one also in blue. There was a sale."

"You weren't wearing blue; you made a choice to wear yellow. That's correct, isn't it?"

Jayne Ann rubbed her elbow. "Yes."

"Now then, were you wearing anything else?"

"Pardon?"

"Was the sweater and slacks all that you were wearing when you entered the grocery store that day?"

"Well, no. I had on shoes."

The attorney nodded. "Any other information you're leaving out in regards to what you were wearing?"

Jayne Ann no longer knew what was relevant. "I had on silver earrings shaped like triangles. And underclothing, of course."

"What sort of underclothing?"

"A bra, panties, and stockings." She crossed her arms over her chest.

"What color were they?"

"Seriously?" Jayne Ann looked around the courtroom. No one cared why someone would ask such a question.

"Yes. Answer the question."

She had to think about it. "I believe my bra was white with a pattern of silver swirls. And I think my panties were beige. The stockings were nude."

"A bra with a pattern, certainly something meant to be seen. And beige panties and nude stockings. Almost as if you weren't wearing the coverings at all. You might well have been luring my client into robbing you. "

"What? No. My underclothing was all under my clothing. I did not intend for anyone else to see it."

"So you claim. Now, Miss Smith, had you ever gone to that grocery store before?"

"Yes. I shop there regularly."

"How often is that?"

"About once a week, I suppose. Sometimes twice, if I've forgotten something."

"Grocery shopping every week! That's quite frequent. It sounds to me like you were asking to be robbed, being a regular shopper. Miss Smith, were you, in fact, hoping to be robbed?"

"No one hopes to be robbed."

"I didn't ask about other people. There are, in fact, certain groups who enjoy playing out robbery scenarios. Perhaps you're one of the members of such a group? Have you ever played such a scenario?"

Jayne Ann felt her face turn bright red. "What one does consensually in the privacy and safety of one's own home should not matter. It is not the same as being robbed by a stranger."

"So you have thought about being robbed. Perhaps you were sending signals to my client. The yellow the sweater, the frequent trips to the store. Is it possible he could have interpreted your actions as an invitation to rob you?"

"How would I know his state of mind?" Jayne Ann seriously wondered how this line of questioning was allowed to continue.

"Is it possible that you hoped your signals would result in my client approaching you for money?"

"No. I did not want to be robbed." The statement felt so obvious to her that she felt her stomach churn as she said it. How was it even a question?

The next person took the stand. Karl Darling, who also alleged that he was robbed. Karl's experience had been caught by a security camera.

"Are you gay, Mister Darling?"

"Excuse me?"

"It's a simple question. Are you gay?"

"I've been married to my wife of thirteen years. We have five children. No, I'm not gay."

"But have you ever been gay? Ever dabbled in the same sex?"

Karl looked around the room. The question had no relevance to his being robbed. But he was required to answer it.

"I was in the theater in college. I played a gay character in one play. My co-star and I rehearsed our kiss scene. He confessed to having feelings for me. I thanked him politely, but declined an off-stage romance, as I did not share the feelings."

"But, perhaps, you did have those feelings for my client? Perhaps you've been wondering all these years what it would be like if another man, a different man who wasn't an actor, were to kiss you. Maybe more. Did you initiate contact with my client at the store?"

"Huh?"

"Did you initiate contact with my client at the store that day?"

"Oh. Well, yeah, I guess. I probably said hello or asked him how it was going when we stood in line together."

"So it's possible you were giving my client a signal that you wanted to be robbed?"

"No."

"Have you ever  been robbed before?"

"No."

"Are you certain? Isn't it true, Mister Darling, that in the seventh grade, you accused William 'Bobby' Miller of stealing your baseball cards from your back pocket?"

"What?" Karl scratched the back of his neck while he thought back. "Oh, yeah. That was school thing. Bobby didn't hold me up in store. He took baseball cards from the back pocket of many of the guys."

"But perhaps you missed that thrill."

"It wasn't a thrill. That was why I reported it and asked the principal to make Bobby stop reaching into my back pocket."

"In the video, where you're allegedly being robbed, you turn around. Were you showing my client your back pocket."

"He told me to turn around. It was turn or be harmed."

"It had been so long since another man reached into your back pocket. And years since one kissed you. Perhaps you were sending signals to my client, hoping he would rob you."

A third person took the stand. Then another. And another. Each time, they were asked what they wore, how often they went to the grocery store, if they'd be robbed before, if they'd ever thought about being robbed, and other such questions that seemed irrelevant.

In the end, the jury asked how to define robbery. The twelve people were no longer sure, as perhaps people were asking to be robbed.

Oh, and then someone pointed out that the crime wasn't robbery, it was rape. But that doesn't matter, because alleged victims of either crime are always asked the exact same questions anyway. It is a justice system, after all, and crime is crime, no matter the name. That's why courtrooms hold seances to ask the dead what they were wearing when they were murdered and to double check if the person wanted to be murdered. It's just something an attorney has to know.

Friday, April 27, 2018

Letter Y #AtoZchallenge Coffee Theme

#AtoZchallenge 2018


Welcome to letter Y of my Coffee Themed blogging from A to Z challenge 2018 offering. You might expect me to have a coffee from Yemen to share today. Alas, I do not. I'm making do for today. Please enjoy my Yule time coffee post.

yule time coffee

Hmm, it looks like a fair amount of that coffee vanished faster than the phone could take a picture. No idea how that could have happened. This coffee came from the coffee area at Wegman's grocery store. It was called Xmas Cookie Coffee. (Yes, I could have used this yesterday, but here we are.) It was covered with whipped cream and sprinkles. There was a thin, crispy cookie on top. Sugar high? Probably. Okay, definitely. This is a "cheat day" kind of beverage.

Wegman's coffee shop

#AtoZchallenge Y

See you tomorrow.


Thursday, April 26, 2018

Letter X #AtoZchallenge Coffee Theme

#AtoZchallenge 2018


Welcome to letter X of my Coffee Themed blogging from A to Z challenge 2018 offering.



Tully's French Roast Dark EXtra Bold

Again with using a letter from somewhere in the name... Sorry, I know it's a bit of a stretch.

And, once again, I'm sharing a flavor that my pallet didn't like. It, to me, tasted like horribly burnt toast which soaked up some day old coffee, and then was put in a Kcup to be brewed. Adding creamer did not solve the issues.

How about if I talk about some other coffees? Okay.


#atozchallenge x Nitro brew coffee

Nitro cold brew coffee from Wegman's looks like a cup of Guinness. It's creamy and delicious, which I didn't expect since I'm normally not a fan of cold brew. I added a shot of Irish cream syrup to mine.


#atozchallenge x Cracker Barrel Goo Goo Cluster image

I went to the Cracker Barrel coffee tasting. I did not care for the Goo Goo Cluster. It had no sweetness. And I know what you're probably thinking, "Uhhh... it looks like sugar on sugar with some added sugar on a cloud of sugar with drizzled sugar...?" Yeah. It LOOKS like that. But, like unsweetened chocolate, it is deceptive. I'd forgive that if at least the coffee had a strong flavor, but no, it tasted like room temperature cream with a splash of coffee. 

#atozchallenge x Cracker Barrel Goo Goo Cluster drink

Looks pretty though, doesn't it?

#atozchallenge x Cracker Barrel caramel latte

So I told my server. I wasn't the first person on tasting day to experience this issue. She brought me a FREE caramel one instead. Ooohhh yes, this was the good stuff. My flavor profile was pleased. It would be better if the coffee was hotter, but that might just be me. 

#atozchallenge x mms

In another post earlier this month (Letter M #AtoZchallenge Coffee Theme #MadeWithM), I mentioned that I hadn't found the current coffee flavor to try. I've since resolved that issue. Crunchy Espresso M&M's taste, well, exactly like the peanut coffee ones, but without the peanut. It's not as strong as chocolate covered coffee beans (which I'm a big fan of), but it's a fun candy. I'd rather drink a cup of coffee, but that's me.


#atozchallenge x Coffee

My flavor profile is E or F. If I'm at D, it's because I don't like the coffee. If I'm all the way at C, I don't like the coffee at all and am only drinking it out of desperation for caffeine. If I'm at B, all the whipped cream has melted into my latte or something. As far as A, that means I've time traveled back to when I was seven years old and my Aunt Fluffy would allow me milk with a taste of coffee. 


#atozchallenge x

Wednesday, April 25, 2018

Letter W #AtoZchallenge Coffee Theme

#AtoZchallenge 2018


Welcome to letter W of my Coffee Themed blogging from A to Z challenge 2018 offering.



Newman's Own Special Blend (Extra Bold)

Yes, it's a bit of a stretch. But I don't know any countries that start with the letter W. Washington state has Seattle, which is a city with a lot of coffee shop culture. Anyway, this is as close as I'm getting right now.

By itself, this seemed too bitter for my flavor pallet. I added cream, and it improved the situation. However, I wouldn't get this one again.


#atozchallenge W