My brother Dave called today and said that there had been a murder-suicide about 20 miles from where I grew up.  It seems strange that something like that could happen in a place where everyone knows everyone else.  You never think about those things happening in small-town America.  Small towns are thought to be friendly places, where you know everyone and neighbors greet each other when they meet on the street.

This, like so many of these cases, was the result of a domestic dispute mixed with alcohol.  It is so sad that a nine-year old little girl will have to live with the memory of her father shooting her mother right in front of her.  She will surely have nightmares for the rest of her life.  I hope that she finds someone, a family member hopefully, that will take her in and nurture her so that she grows up to be a fine young woman.

I think that the shooter in this case was very selfish.  He should have thought of what would happen to his daughter, with no mother or father for the remainder of her life.  Very sad indeed.

My girlfriend Dottie called me today, she was so upset! Her cocker spaniel Teddy had gotten loose and was hit by a car and left by the side of the road. Fortunately someone found Teddy and saw his ID tag with Dottie’s phone number on it. They called Dottie and now Teddy is at the vet’s recovering from his massive injuries. It is touch and go right now. Poor Dottie loves that dog so much! So I’ve got all my fingers and toes crossed for poor Teddy’s recovery.

Today I went to a Red-Hatter party where we all met at Patty’s house to learn how to sell things on Ebay. Patty’s been selling things on Ebay for several years and she invited us all to come over and she would help us set up our seller accounts and list something for sale.

When we got to her place, she was completely unprepared. It seems that her comuter is over ten years old, and kept shutting down in the middle of what we were doing. She didn’t have a camera ready to take photos of the items, she didn’t have a list of the flat rate USPS box dimensions and prices, and she didn’t have a tape measure or postage scale.

And to top it off I think she was a little bit inebriated. What a shame!

My hubby got the movie SALT from Netflix in today’s mail.  He told me that he had ordered it because I had told him that I wanted to see it.  I was rather surprised by that since I’ve never even heard of the movie.  But I’m thinking that maybe I had just forgotten about it, and after supper I suggested that we watch the movie together.

Well, throughout the entire movie I kept wondering why in the world I would have ever said that I would want to see that movie?  Don’t get me wrong, the movie was interesting, but it simply is not my “kind” of movie.  I do keep wondering, though, why my hubby would insist that I said that I wanted him to rent that movie!  It’s not as if I EVER tell him that I want him to rent a movie; in fact I’m usually too busy to sit down and watch any movies at all with him.  So I figured that if I really DID ask him to rent that movie, then I should sit down and watch it with him.  And as I said, the movie was interesting, but I am rather annoyed because it took me away from things that I felt that I needed to get done that just don’t partner up with watching a movie.

Up until recently I had a long life of never been fired. Not even once. I was happily retired and then I suddenly found myself needing to get a job to make ends meet. I thought I was doing a great job, but it appears that my co-workers were feeling threatened by my fast progress in learning my job and they lobbied my boss to fire me. So I was fired!

How do you explain that on a job application? When you apply for a job and you have to do that stupid telephone survey where you don’t speak to a live person and it asks you if you’ve ever been fired, and you reply “yes” you are then automatically disqualified from getting the job! How do you deal with that? You never even get to speak to a live person and explain. And even if you DID explain, do you think that the interviewer would believe you?

Would you just act as if you had never worked there, and don’t even include that job in your employment history? What would YOU do?