WHY DID THE CHICKENS CROSS THE ROAD?

Because the idiot truck driver lost part of his load and the chickens were scrambing for their lives, THAT'S WHY!

True news story, heard it on KSFO radio yesterday morning. Some delivery driver lost a crate of chickens on one of the smaller highways at 8 a.m. and the drivers were doing their best to avoid the future KFC dinners. O.K. a couple of chickens were injured, can't avoid that. Heck, if you fell off a turnip truck you'd be injured too.

Although there are some people who are so dumb they'd fall off a turnip truck just on principal.

But how that truck driver could miss losing a crate of chickens is one for the books----after hearing it on the news he'll never be able to hold his head up again.

Now if my Mom was there, she would have had them all herded up and not lose a one. But then that's my Mom.

This woman could charm the birds out of the trees and the fish out of the water----I mean for real---no brag, just fact.

You'd have to have seen it to believe it.

Years ago, my Mom bought this ratty looking faded St. Francis with the birds statue, she put it on an old tree stump that we had in the back yard and nailed an old small wooden tray to the stump and would put seed in the tray. The birds would come for miles around to eat and she'd be sitting on the old car bench seat on the back porch in the shade and watch them.

She got to know their routines, their habits and they got use to her being around and would feed while she was no more than 12 inches away weeding in the garden.

She also installed a bird fountain and filled it with fresh water every morning while the coffee was perking. And she'd come out at 4 p.m. every afternoon (unless it was raining) to put more fresh water for the "4 o'clock robin". It was this robin, he'd come by every afternoon, at 4 p.m. and squawk until she came out and put in fresh water.

One time she wasn't feeling well so I put the water out---but that didn't make the robin happy---he'd squawk and squawk until she finally came out in her robe and put more fresh water in the bird bath---THEN he'd take his bath and she'd say "You are such a dirty bird" and she'd be no more than 12 or 18 inches away from the bath while he bathed, he had no fear of her.

During the winter, the sparrows would use the bath to drink and bathe when the sun had warmed the water up a bit. But one day, the water had frozen solid in the bath because it was so cold the night before, now I'm talking a solid block of ice!

So Mom goes out and is trying to figure out how to get the block of ice out of the bird bath and just as she comes back with a garden trowel to pry it out, out of the blue comes a dive bombing sparrow ready to splash into the water and instead hits the ice and skids off into another direction like an Olympic ski jumper---Man saw that and said "I'll give that a 9.1"

Well the poor little guy and his buddies were hopping around the edge of the bird bath and pecking at the ice and scratching their little heads trying to figure out 'hard water' until Mom took pity on them and got the ice block out and put in fresh water, they were as happy as happy can be, all was right with the world thanks to her, the Great Mother Earth Goddess.

Another time Mom put out some bread crumbs in the bird feeder tray and one sparrow managed to get a nice large piece but it was a bit too heavy to fly with so it fluttered down to the garden sidewalk and started pecking at it. Along comes another sparrow and steals it away from the first but just hopping about 5 to 6 inches away, well the first sparrow comes along and steals it back but again just hopping only 5 - 6 inchs over to one side-----back and forth and back and forth these two birds were fighting over this tiny piece of dry bread.

What they didn't see, but Mom could, was sitting right behind them was the dog, Pepe. Now Pepe was a toy poodle all black with brown eye brows, paws and a brown muzzle, you could see what that dog was thinking and right at that moment, Pepe was intently watching the bickering between these two feathered antagonists as they snatched and moved the bit of bread crumb between them.

What they didn't realize is that their movements was bringing them closer and closer to the dog until the little guy just couldn't stand their bickering any more and went "Wooolf!" to which they dropped the bread crumb flew away and left Pepe with the spoils. Mom laughed so hard about that, that when I came home from work and was having dinner she regaled me with the whole exploit. Even I had a hard time trying to not snort water up my nose I was laughing so hard.

It was much better than gossiping on the neighbors and so much nicer. In time Mom began to regard the animal exploits and adventures as if it were events in the neighborhood and without all that angst as well. Like watching old "Honeymooners" or "I love Lucy" episodes every day.

When she set up the humming bird feeder on the back porch it added another dimension to her life, watching the hummingbirds coming around and feeding off of them and taking quick little snatches at the tiny, tiny fruit flies that it attracted as a bonus.

One day I was in the laundry room that led to the porch and Mom was sitting in the back Porch and I knew better than to come out while a hummingbird was feeding but through the screened window that was mounted on the back porch door, I could see Mom watching the hummingbirds at the feeder.

One of them flew right up to Mom no more than 6 inches from her face and just looking at her first with one eye then turning it's head and looking at her with the other eye, and just fluttering in one place the way hummingbirds can do, and Mom said to it "Oh you are just such a pretty, pretty bird. What a pretty bird you are." It quickly flew around her head and came back to the same place in front of her and she said "and so fast too, you are a pretty and very fast little bird" and with that the bird went back to the feeder for another quick fill up and took off.

The whole incident left me with my mouth open---it was like that little bird knew what my Mom was saying.

There is so much more, but right now I can't go on---I'm getting tears in my eyes just thinking about her and the amazing things she could do. It was no wonder animals, birds, and fish had no fear but complete trust in her. Even tiny little kiddies trusted her.

I'll finish this another time Folks, but who'd thought a crate full of chickens on a Highway could bring back such wonderful memories. I think I'm gonna get me a cuppa tea.

Mean Kitty curling up in a chair with a cuppa tea and just reminising, signing off.

Killer Junk from China

Hellooooo The Title says it all----Killer JUNK from China!!!

In the news today, ladies and gentlemen, Toys R Us, pulled vinyle baby bibs that were made in China because of high concentrations of lead----HIGH CONCENTRATIONS OF LEAD!!!!

As everyone knows, too much lead injested by babies and very young children lead to learning disablities----maybe that is why we have so many children with ADA ---The communist Chinese Government has been systematically poisoning us over the years with their cheap goods---

But now---NOW---we are finally wising up and discovering that there has been tainted toothpaste, tainted fish, tainted toys, faulty tires, and now BABY BIBS with high concentrations of Lead----

THIS is how the communist Chinese Governement is going to take over the U.S. of A. by slow poisoning us!! Make our children and our children's children so sick and stupid that eventually we would just hand this land of ours over to them without firing a shot-----Wait a Minute!!!

It's happening already with our desire for cheap goods, and cheaper services thereby throwing people out of work, outsourcing jobs overseas, and bringing in tainted products to poison us!!

WE have already turned our country over to foreigners---just take a look at where your goods are made---China, Mexico, Guatamala, etc. etc. etc. and we wonder why we have high unemployement----Do you know that our good wool rugs are no longer being made here in the United STates----They are being made in Pakistan---where they also sell opium---cocaine, heroine.

We use to have rug mills, steel mills, factories that made quality goods-----and because we know how to do it without poisoning the land we can still do it today---but because of NAFTA and our desire for cheap goods, our factories and mills lie deserted, small towns are drying up and disappearing---the American way is becoming the Chinese way, the Mexican Way, the Middle Eastern Way

We have sold our golden country out for a handfull of silver---and what do we get---poisoned baby bibs!!!

From now on I'm checking every single label on things that I buy and if it doesn't say Made in Japan I'm not buying it.

Brittany and Bonds

Barry Bonds supposidly broke the home run record---Frankly I disagree----with all the alleged steriod use that is claimed he has used I feel that the record is false.

Take a look at how Bonds looks and his attitude---he's not so bulked up for one---and he's not so aggresive as before two simptions of Steroid use---so Bonds record is not a record it's false so big F***ing deal.

Frankly I think what they pay these athelites is wrong so very wrong, and the cost of tickets? Forget it---I can buy a weeks worth of groceries for what one pays for two tickets and the food and drinks at these games----let prioritize people. Or have we forgotten our values.


Brittany Spears----I just saw a picture of her in either People or Us magazine---why does she want to look like a tramp? She must be bi-polar or on drugs---either way Brittany baby you are going to lose the kids to Ferdi and they will be better off.

Is this what happens when you get fame and fortune? You lose all common sense?

This is one girl who is going to hit a very solid brick wall and is going to go splat all over the place.

This Mean Kitty walks away in disgust.

DON'T PEOPLE KNOW HOW TO DRIVE!!!

That is my BIG question----

I have never encountered so many IDIOTS!!! And they all think that they own the Road----Well I've got news for you---Here is the 411!!

YA DON'T---DAMN IT!!!

People driving trying to multi-task texting while driving, and then when you ask them to obey the rules of the road for EVERYONE'S SAFETY!!! THEY GIVE YOU THE ONE FINGER SALUTE AND STILL CLAIM THEY ARE RIGHT WHEN THEY ARE WRONG!!!

Just a few weeks ago, 4 teenage girls we're going to one of the girl's parents cabin for a bit of vacation fun at the lake---well guess what! The driver (age 17) was texting while driving lose control of the SUV slammed into the back end of a very big Semi and exploded into flames killing all 4 girls!!!

Look I do feel sorry for the pain that the parents are feeling no one wants to lose a child----BUT----It's 4 more idiots out of the gene pool! Sorry folks but you gave the kid the cell phone, you let her drive the SUV when California law says anyone under the age of 18 cannot drive unless a RESPONSIBLE ADULT is in the Car---Sorry even if the other person is 18 or 19 they still are not responsible adults-- ---Ergo 4 very stupid teens DEAD!

Why do teens drive like part of their brain is missing?? BECAUSE IT IS!!! It has been proven that a teens brain is not fully developed until age 25---but considering the way adults drive---espeicaly with the wonder toy Cell Phones---their brains are missing permanetly!!

Look Folks I'm sending a serious warning to everyone that drives and THINKS THEY CAN TALK OR TEXT ON THE PHONE----YOU CAN'T!!!!

SO SHUT UP, HANG UP AND DRIVE----THE LIFE YOU SAVE WILL BE YOUR OWN!!!


Mean Kitty Pissed as HELL!!!

Paris Hilton and Jail

Well Folks, I know it's been a while since I last posted, but I've been busy--didn't forget---just busy.

What should I post today??? I'm not sure---so much has been going on in the world and what pisses me off is that Paris Hilton---Miss Queen of all she surveys----is going to get a reduced sentence.

Excuse me---but what for? She was driving with a suspended licence---I do belive that she had a high alchole content in her system when she was stopped and they are going to reduce her sentence???

Only goes to show---Money talks and Queen Bees walk.

Now I know if it was me or one of my cousins that had done that we would have been slapped with the full 45 days and no speical priviges like being in separate quarters away for the criminal element.

But because she is a celebretie (sp) she only has to be in there for for 23 days in speical quarters, what no cavity searches??? I know that would happen to me!!

And she has the gall to blame it on her handlers????!!!! What does she need full time baby-sitters.

If it was me and I was given a suspended licence, I would personally confirm with my lawyer the full extent of time that I'm without a driver's licence----none of that "my handlers mis-manged me" Krap!!!

I control my life----not handlers-----and I control my life in which I don't get drunk and get my licence suspended and if it did get suspended I would use public transportation----but no---she didn't want to be part of the "common crowd".

People like her make me puke!!!

This Queen Bee needs to go to jail for the full amount of time and be in the Real Jail not the celebrity holding jail.

Oh pooh she can't have her hair extentions.

Oh pooh she can't have her nails done.

Oh pooh she can't use her speically formulated hair shampoo and body soap.

Oh pooh she has to wear "Horrors" Prision ORANGE---it will so clash with my complection.

Get a real life Paris Hilton---wake up to the real world----if you don't, one of these days reality will really hit you and it won't be pretty.

Mean Kitty signing off with her claws out!

Veto the bill!!

O.K. Folks,

I am getting really pissed with Congress, I mean what are those Democrats doing?? This whole "show" of theirs "Get the Troops out of Iraq" thing is so bogus it's unbelievable.

If you take a really good look at their bill it is so full of "pork barrell" stuff that it just waters the whole thing down.

The only way they could get other members of Congress to go along with them is to put in their favorite program on it, just stuff it with pork barrell and then they would know for sure that most of the members of congress would pass it because it will benifit each congress person.

It is not for a solution or support in any way of the Troops---it's nonsense!!!

And I hope the President does Veto it. I wish the President had a line item veto power to eliminate all the pork barrell in every single bill congress attempts to pass. You would be surprised how much money would really be saved and how much work would really get done.

Remember Folks---those politico's including Nancy Pelosi are only out to profit themselves.

Growl!!! mean kitty signing off.

HOW TO BE A DIVA Chapter two

Well Folk, my dear sweet little Diva niece and I have finally worked out the next section of "HOW TO BE A DIVA"

Here in Chapter Two, we are going over the dreaded word----EDUCATION .

HEY!! Education is important---How are you going to make the Diva Bucks to spend splashy weekends in Las Vegas, or Hawaii or Porto Vilarta (sp) or Monte Carlo (al la James Bond--wasn't Daniel Craig's 6-pack hunky?)

Even my Diva Niece knows that education is so important and can give you that "leg up" in the man's world--- and we laughed this weekend when we realized what leg up meant---just see two male dogs do a pissing contest---Duh!! Of course her Dad couldn't figure out why we were just laughing ourselves so silly that our sides hurt.

So whether you realize it or not Education is very, Very, VERY IMPORTANT! If it means going to night school or taking basic classes at a community college---DO IT!!

O.K.

CHAPTER 2 On "How to Be a Diva"


EDUCATION


The first and foremost thing a Diva needs and will seek and get is A GOOD EDUCATION. And a Diva knows that an education is on going in life because a Diva NEVER STOPS LEARNING.

As a Diva is growing up she feels that school is a bore, because a Diva wants to play; the mind set is “I want to have fun”, BUT without an education a Diva will not have the tools to finance and live the Diva life. It’s important for the Diva to balance getting an education and wanting to play. As a matter of fact all of a Diva’s life is a balancing act.

Young people think that they know it all, but they don’t, they think what they see on television is for real but they have not learned to discern, to find the real truth, they will follow without thinking who ever is the political glamour queen or king and think that their message is gospel.

A Diva knows that is not so.

For Example: A lot of people think that Al Gore’s message on Climate Change is brought upon by Human beings as being the gospel truth, but many, many climatologiests have found through careful scientific research that it’s really cyclic----that 1000 years ago the earth was much warmer, that Vikings were growing wheat in Greenland, but then it began to get cold, until it became the weather that we are familiar with, and wheat hasn’t grown in Greenland in the last 600 years. Al Gore is claiming that the seas will rise 17 feet with the melting of the North Pole; Scientists are saying that it will rise only 17 inches and that the South Pole is getting colder and the reason that ice shelf’s are cleaving off is because of weight.

And even now, Congress is challenging Al Gore's extremist message.

The point is this--- a Diva will search for the Truth and not believe everything she hears or readings, because a Diva is aware of falsehoods and deliberate mis-information so that politicians and other groups will be able to promote their own agenda for their own profit.

When a Diva is in college she will also beware and be careful of any teacher that will promote one political agenda and not allow room for other thoughts, those teachers and professors are the worst kind and a Diva will beware of groups that promote a Stalinist type agenda under the disguise of political awareness.

A Diva will remember the adage “If you promote a lie long enough and hard enough the public will come to believe it” (Joseph Gobbles, Hitler’s propaganda minister)

A Diva is also sadly aware that if she writes an essay the promotes the other side of the political question against what the professor is teaching and can prove her point---that professor will give her a failing grade, dispite the rightness of her work. So a Diva will need to start learning to "play the game" to get what she wants and still think freely for herself.

She will need to remember to "manipulate" those and lull them into thinking that they have "enchanted" the Diva into their side of the argument, but what the Diva wants is to make sure she gets that high grade to get her diploma. And she doesn't have to use the old couch to do it either.

A Diva may need to be alone and stand alone when she hears political arguments around her, she knows that by not voicing a diffenent political opinion she can keep others off balance and still have them "think" she is on their side but she will vote and support her "true consicious" without having to advertise it.

If there is one thing a Diva will always remember, "It's the wise person who keeps their mouth shut, while the fool blathers on."

A number of young people think that the “gangsta life” is the way to get a head but it only leads them down a path of self destruction and death. A Diva is way too smart to fall for those falsehoods, because a Diva knows that the real power is what is behind the scenes. Not the performers, but the investors. Because a performer is here today and forgotten tomorrow, but money from a solid investment is permanent. (Remember Brittany Spears’ meltdown)

Because of that A Diva has to constantly remind herself that EDUCATION IS IMPORTANT, MORE IMPORTANT THAN BOYS OR FUN because the fun will come AFTER the Diva has her tools and weapons sharpened to outsmart the fools and a Diva is never a fool.

A Diva will find ways to make Education interesting, she will ask her teachers questions that she needs to find the answers for. She will not be a pest about it, but demonstrate to the teachers that she wants that education. She is not trying to be a teacher’s pet, but looking for a teacher to mentor her, she will cultivate those teachers that have the education smarts and balanced outlook to offer her.

In time, especially in High School, having letters of recommendation from several teachers can be a plus to help get college grants to get into the college a Diva wants to go to.

A Diva will go to school, work hard to get excellent grades without looking like the class brain and knows that grammar school and high school and its entire teenage angst are only transitory and only training grounds to learn to excel in the world.

She will GET a college education so that she can succeed in the world, earn tons of money and maintain being her own woman.

A Diva will not develop a crush on a teacher, especially in college because it will distract her from her DIVA goal. Nor will a Diva develop a crush on a boy because he looks “dreamy”, because a Diva KNOWS that old dreamy boy will develop a gut; lose his hair, his teeth, any money he has, drive a rust buck and eventually will lose his looks.

In school a Diva will develop friends that look like they are planning to go places but not do stupid things such as drinking, drugs, fast reckless driving. She will develop both female and male friends---the male friends are handy for a quick date for any of the school events, but she will never commit herself to any one boyfriend, because a Diva is going places and doesn’t need that kind of baggage that doesn’t measure up to the Diva Standards to hold her back

While she is at school she will know that at home she will have her parents as a support group to give her the adult take on life---the only time this can be difficult is if a Diva has toxic parents. If that is a problem a Diva would be wise to seek a school consuler or teacher to help her focus on her goals.

No matter what field of work a Diva chooses she will get an excellent education in areas of finance, business, legal understanding, medical, religion, literature, music (and more than just rap, rock or hip-hop----you have Got to know classical music), politics as well as in the mundane areas such as auto mechanics, home repair, and know the mundane stuff such as how to cook, sew a button, fix a hem and get stains out of clothing.

When a Diva goes to College she will seek a degree in which it will afford the most opportunity to earn the DIVA Money, such degrees as Accounting, Business administration/management, computer science, information sciences and systems, marketing/marketing management, computer engineering, Economics/Finance. She will not ignore the degrees of Journalism or Media Marketing either.

Wherever she can earn Diva Bucks is where the Diva will go, forget Theatre arts and Music---there are too many starving actors and musicians out there. The Diva can minor in such fields especially if she plans to work in the support areas of film and theatre, such as actor agencies, set design, etc. but she must keep her eye on the Diva Bucks.

The Diva will also look into the fields of technology, consulting and investment fields as well as real estate, biotech, pharmaceutical companies and health care, and other science-oriented companies, as well as private equity firms, and she should be aware of ‘boutique’ consulting firms that are sometimes spin-offs of larger companies.

After a Diva graduates from college (with no less than a MBA) she will NOT stop her education, she will continue to take classes than she can squeeze in her busy Diva life that will help expand her education and awareness. She will take seminars especially in the field that she has studied, she will also take seminars (that don’t sound like a possible rip off) to help her learn other ways to earn the Diva Bucks. The Diva will go to conferences, to learn and network so that she can always rise up in her job and earn more Diva Bucks.

A Diva will learn to read and understand the financial pages of the newspaper especially if she wants to learn how to invest her money to make more money.

As a matter of fact a Diva will be a borderline “news junkie” because she knows what happens in one part of the world will affect her stock income. And I’m not referring to the 10 second sound bite on CNN, She WILL read the Newspapers, magazines, and journals.

A Diva will intellectually be a knowledgeable well rounded woman, even smarter than the men she has to deal with, but she will also know how to milk a man or even another woman for his/her knowledge, especially if it is to the Diva’s advantage.

A Diva will learn a second language, but will not let on that she knows the language, this way if they talk behind her back, she’ll be one up on them. By pretending to not know the language, her competitors will be apt to speak more freely around her, and a Diva will gain a great advantage.

A Diva will be computer savvy and not afraid of electronics, she’ll know how to program a VCR better than 7 year old. In some fields, the better she knows how to work around a computer the better for her. Think of Ms. Garcia in the T.V. show “Criminal Minds” or Abby in “NCIS” or the beautiful Russian computer programmer in the Bond movie “Goldeneye”.

A Diva will cultivate friends both in high and low places, for it is important not only what a Diva knows but whom a Diva knows, for a Diva can be as devious as “Laura Mars” and know where to have well placed friends in “low places” so she can get the information and well placed friends in “high places” so she can call in a favor, but she also needs to remember she too may be called to pay back the favor as well.

A Diva will be wise to also place a certain distance between herself and those who are in a position to help her---to avoid intimacy will help the Diva remain clear headed and focused.

A Diva will learn the value of Networking in College because they will eventually become the contacts one needs in business (I will re-peat this frequently)

A Diva will develop an extensive proper English speaking vocabulary and avoid foul words and stumbling sayings such as “er, um, a like ya know, a like a, gee that’s hecka bad, gee Dude, where you at, get your freak on, Wassup, etc.” The only time she would ever use those words is when she is with her nearest and dearest.

But out in the real world, where you are earning the Diva Bucks, what you say and how you say it is what other people will judge you by and a Diva knows that and by speaking correctly, using all the right and proper phrases, people will think she’s is 24 karat gold and not vermeil----Because a Diva is always 24 karat gold and never vermeil.

A Diva will know how to shoot a gun, shot pool, play poker or Texas hold ‘em and still be a lady when she goes for the throat.

A Diva will develop a well rounded and well-modulated speaking voice so that the sound of it is not grating on a person’s ear but will captivate a person. This will also extend to her telephone voice. For a Diva knows that how one speaks will also raise the bar. Jeff Foxworthy, one time in his comedy routine, explained how much a person loses confidence if their banker or Doctor talked like a redneck. Although that was said as a joke it IS true in real life.

Because of her work at getting a good education a Diva will know how to get a conversation going by using the principle of H.E.L.P, H---hobbies, E---entertainment, L----literature, P----politics.

But most of the time the conversation at a party hardly ever gets past E---entertainment, unless one switches to Finance which can always be to a Diva’s best advantage (more on that later)

A Diva is also smart enough to avoid the dangerous minefields of Politics, Religion and Sports especially with men; even if she knows the subject thoroughly even if she has an investment in a sports team or a possible political candidate. The only time a Diva will ever slide into the field of Politics is to see which candidate maybe good or what congressional bill may affect her income or investments.

A Diva also knows that if a man remains on those subjects exclusively especially religion and sports then he is to be avoided if one doesn’t want to get bored, unless there is information to be milked to the Divas advantage.

A Diva is never a member of one political party or another, because SHE KNOWS ALL PARTIES WILL LIE TO WIN VOTES but will vote or chose the party and/or candidate that will do the best for her investments and life style.

In researching something a Diva will always check her facts thoroughly and not be taken in by half-truths, rumors or gossip. And that should be a Diva’s Mantra.


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Well that's it for now----Except for one thing----I had a friend of mine ask me "How did your niece become a Diva?"

Well it happened a long time ago. I noticed by the time she was three that she always liked my best purses, shoes, dresses and scarves, never the cheap stuff----same thing with make-up---I lost so much Clinque to her inquiries and unexpected experiments ****sigh****

And when she and her folks and brothers came over to my house, she wanted to take a nap in Auntie's bed that had the velvet pillows (which I had to dry clean because of her drooling) not on the couch.****sigh****

Well one Saturday, my brother and sister-in-law with my niece and newphews were at this big mall, and it just so happened that several expensive car dealerships were showing in the mall (with velvet ropes around them) these fancy cars, you know Mercedes, BMW's etc.

Well my Brother was treating my niece to a chocolate ice cream cone, while my sister in law took to the boys to the boys dept. in one store to look for clothing---my niece always thought boys clothes were boring (one of the first words she learned)

Well She and my brother had finished their ice cream cones but my nieces fingers were still sticky with ice cream drippings on her hands-----when she saw IT!---there it WAS in all its glory----a bright shiny red Ferrari!!

My niece saw that and ran towards it, scooted under the velvet ropes started patting the red fender of the Ferrari with her sticky ice cream covered hands yelling at the top of her voice---"DADDY I WANT, I WANT!!!"

My embarresed brother had to step over the rope, pick her up like a sack of potatoes while she kept saying her mantra over and over again----a smartly dressed young man with a cloth and cleaning solution came up and removed the sticky finger marks and asked my brother "Well Sir how soon do you want to take ownership?" and my brother replied as he carried her over the ropes (with her kicking and yelling) "NOT UNTIL SHE'S 21!!!"

COUNTRY MUSIC IS BACK!!! YEEEHAAA!!!!

O.K. Folks.

Now you know, I am a country Music addict---and why not? It's one of the few musical styles left that sing songs about the true human condition. I had tears in my eyes when I heard "Alyssia Lies" that song sneaks up on you because it's about child abuse, but it's from the abused child's little friend who talks to her Daddy and he realizes something's wrong with his daughter's friend, but in the end it's too late. Ooooooo that one grabs you.

You don't hear that in 'gangsta rap'.

So why am I all happy---because the Bay Area finally has a country music station back on the Air. 95.7 The WOLF---Howwwwweeeeellllllll!!! (ya gotta throw in the wolf howl)

Now I can hear my old favorites and new ones as well. Now that makes this old mean kitty very, very happy.

But I'm not done yet----I just found out from my favorite clothing shop, that there is a satliette radio station that plays, music from the 40's and 50's---Now I've got to find a way to get that station as well and that will make this Kitty double, triple happy!!!

And I heard in the news that the 'gangsta rap' is falling out of favor---oh Snoopy Dog watch your CD sales---you could be in financial trouble---may have to buy less bling I guess.

Well this Kitty is very happy and is going to have a cuppa coffee and get her hair done.

Mean Kitty very contented (purrrrr) signing off

YeeeeHaaa I SURVIVED ANOTHER BIRTHDAY!!

Well Folks Mean Kitty has survived another year, Yep, the old gal is now offically 60 years old. And you know something it feels very freeing---yeah freeing.

O.K. so how do I explain that to all of you young un's out there---simple----when you have reached that particular level you are truly an "Elder"---not like those 18 year old Mormon babies that have "Elder Jones" or "Elder Brown" on their name tags and look like they couldn't grow a beard yesterday.

Nope, when you reach 60 you have MADE IT!!! and if anyone gives you Krap you can really say "Hey! You want a piece of me!!??"

But there is a caveat to all of this----I know too many 60 year olds that are still dumb and haven't learned their lesson---Yeah I've got one fellow co-worker ***sigh***I'm so glad he's going to be retiring in 2 years so he can get out of my hair. The idiot still hasn't learned to play the political game like I have. He's had so many repirmans in his record that they are pushing him to retire.

But for dear sweet Moi, well I've made a few mistakes (I'm not perfect) but they are begging me to stay---Why you ask? Simple----I've outlasted the Bastards!! Because I know how the game is played. So you want a piece of me??!!! Don't even try!

Well so far my birthday celebration has gone on for almost a week, can't complain there.

My fellow co-workers treated me to lunch at this very nice resteraunt called "Angela's" now we couldn't have alcohole because we had to go back to work, but we cleared it with the powers that be that we could take an extended lunch hour---hee, hee.

We had chewey chocolate cookies at work along with Snapple so we were celebrating all day long. Yeah we got some work done as well, not much but some.

The next night I went to my Brother's house for bar-b-que dinner and cake, we were celebrating not only my birthday but also my Diva Niece as well---she's turned 18! So it was a mile stone birthday celebrations for the both of us.

Of course for the weekend we each had different events to continue the celebrations with, she and her parents and best friends were going ice skating at an ice rink nearby and I and my Man were going to San Francisco for the Day---I wanted to go to the International Spy Shop.

What a Day! It was beautiful! We decided to take the Transbay bus to the city, and from there caught the F trolley Line----riding that is an adventure, it was so crowded we has to let two trolleys pass before we found one that had enough room to take us and even then we were packed like Sardines, that is where you can get real friendly or have your pocket picked.

The fair box wasn't working so we rode for free, Man there is nothing like trolley surfing, that's where you stand up and try and not fall into the next person with each jerk and jump and bump the trolley makes.

We lost some passengers at the Ferry Building but it really didn't get deserted until we reached Pier 39: man it empted faster than a fat lady getting out of a tight girdle. (We can breathe).

Went to the end of the line at Jones St. and was at the Spy Shop, and that was interesting. Talked to the nice young, overly tattooed man there. He told me that there is a 2nd Spy Shop and each one works with a different theme, the one on the Wharf is urban gurilla and the one at the Metreon is sophisticated. But he let me play with some of the "toys" and showed me how some of this spy stuff works---Most people don't realize if they are being spied on because they are not aware of what is out there---only another "spy" would know it.

There were books on spying, on being a private eye, when in doubt check him out (a recommendation for all women) and James Bond stuff, miniature cars and figures and the latest James Bond Book which includes the latest movie "Casino Royal". I LOVE IT!

He did admit that the shop on the wharf is more for toursits, but they do carry and handle the real thing if one is serious. And he did suggest that I check out some web sites and also the Metreon shop as well-----Hmmmm right up my alley. My Man bought me the James Bond book for my collection. It was fun.

Then we went to the Anchorage and had a bite to eat, things have changed a lot there, I wanted something simple, so there was this nice little pizza shop, with tastey pizza---I liked it, but I was concerned because of it's location, I'm afraid that it will eventually fold. It's a risk that all independent business people take.

We took a walk and looked at all the toursit traps, I finally got to see the Museum Macanice (a mechanical museum) that has "laughing Sal" and all these old things that you put coins in to see how they work, some of them are morbid showing exicutions, and some are just quaint, a bygone simpler age. It's on a pier near Alioto's #8 resteraunt.

And if you walk through the building you come right upon the USS Pompanito submarine, we toured through it---it was just my size, but to small for my man----how guys put up with each other in such a small area during WWII I'll never know. Gotta be one tough person.

We could also see the Jerimiah O'Brian from the Pompanito's anchorage, but it was just a little to far for us to go to. The O'Brian is a big ship.

We fed greedy sea gulls with pizza bits. Took the carriage ride around the wharf, saw the outside of other toursit traps that we'll go to next time like the wax museum and Ripley's Belive it or not. And save Pier 39 for another time.

By then it was time to go home ***sigh*** it was a nice lovely day, like I wish the rest of my life would be like, no big problems, just easy ones to solve. No serious money worries, No serious health worries, no government interference, just living our lives, enjoying it and helping others.

No big hurdles, just little bumps that can be smoothed out.----How I wish the rest of my life could be like that.

We got home on the transbay bus, went to Applebee's for dinner. My brother called and said that he and his missus were going to take us out for a more fancy dinner in April. He realized that hitting 60 is such a Big Milestone I told him that for my Niece hitting 18 is also a big Milestone too. And that's what he said---seems my Niece wants to know what it was like for me when I hit 18---I told him that a lot of good things happened when I hit 17 but realized it when I was 18 and hit another when I was 21.

He told me that my Niece and her friends had a great time at the rink, and all day---but now he's worried, she's wants to go for her Diver's licence---I told him "have her take classes at a reputable driving school" and I recommended one to him and suggested that she buy her own car and learn the real expense of it. We spent the next hour commiserating on how children grow up.

So we are all going to get together again later this month for another Bar-b-que so my Niece and I can exchange 'war stories'. I love my family ---- warts and all.

And I'm still celebrating my birthday, and it feels good----it feels freeing.


Mean Kitty relaxing in the sun and enjoying her cuppa coffee signing off.

HOW CAN A WOMAN TYPE WITH LONG NAILS???!!!

My Diva Niece (bless her manipulating heart) put these long glue on nails I went along with it as a lark, but now I've got a problem, I can't get them off!!

Seems I've got to soak them for 20 minutes or more to losen them and then use nail polish remover to get rid of the rest of the glue. So here I am trying to type with these nails and I can't get it up to speed plus it's too easy to make mistakes----So how do those gals type with these long nails????

Frankly I think these long nails is the problem for all the mistakes that occure when one does business. I mean one typing error can curse you for life!!!

Well yeah they do make the hands look longer and more elegant, but I can't zip up my dress or pants, I can't put on make up properly because you've got to make sure the underside of the long nails are clean and if they are acrylic nails you can't use the hair remover because then the nails will melt. And putting on nylons is a bear becuase the nails will cause runs--- And I Still Can't type worth a darn with these nails!!!

Now I did a little research about nail length and as I understand it---it's some sort of tradition that the longer the nail the more wealthy you were because you didn't have to do manuel labor.

Well how does that explain about the gals that are typing our paychecks, or dealing with our billing with long nails, I know they aren't wealthy. What does that mean---they don't wash dishes, or do house work??? I hate to see their houses.

Well I don't mind nice nails but I think the length could be a bit shorter. And my niece was having fun putting them on.

Oh well can't spoil her fun---but I'm taking these nails off tomorrow cause I can't type a DARN with them!!

Mean Kitty signing off with her too long claws (ouch!)

"GhostRider" Rocks!!!!!

Well Possums, Mean Kitty went to see the new "Ghost Rider" movie and with all the CGI stuff it rocks!!

O.K., O.K. so the plot line is simple---Good vs. Nasty Evil, but Good sold his soul to the Devil but did it for love (now is that an out on the old 'Faust' story or what) So Good can control his 'curse' and to hell with the Devil.

Of course it does mean he can't have a normal family life, but really folks, can you picture trying to shave the morning beard with your head on fire?

The movie is rated PG 13 and for a good reason, for the real little ones it's not kid friendly, I mean there are going to be some kiddies who are going to dream the Boogy Man has a flaming skull.

Which is what disturbs me-----my honey and I went to the Sunday matinee which is fine after reading the Sunday comics and can still take the Sunday nap time, but once we were settled down into our seats, in comes a whole family---well more like two families, 2 moma's, at least one papa, two teens and 5 kiddies from ages 4 to 9 and one little nursing baby---and they sit in the row ahead of us.

Now I'm not complaining about them---the kids were really well behaved, and the oldsters had them well in hand, even little nursing baby, cell phones off, food and drinks distributed, each kiddie with an adult to monitor them. Well planned really---it's nice to see that----doesn't happen too often so I'm was really happy to see that they had a game plan with dealing with the littles.

But what had me concerned is the imagry on the screen getting the kiddies to have nightmares. That could really happen----Now my Honey loves to dress like a Cowboy, all in black (his homage to Johnny Cash) he wears dark wrap around sun glasses, and this long black duster, and he's tall 6 feet 2 inches tall and with his durango boots that makes him more like 6 ft 4 inches tall.

So the movie is over, and the lights come up and the family in front of us gets themselves together to leave, since my Honey and I are in the top last row with the nice wide front aisle, he's a bit stiff from sitting too long, so he stands up in his duster and boots and puts on his cowboy hat and sun glasses.

The 4 year old girl and the 5 year old boy from the family look up and see him and the looks on their faces, they thought they saw the devil himself, Popa looks up and almost falls over backwards into the lower row of seats he was so startled.

So my Honey he just looks at the kids who are now frozen in place and papa says to them in Spanish "Move, Move or El Diablo will get you" The two teens they just look at him also wide-eyed, and here am I also in my black jacket (did I tell you it was freezing cold out?) and having just put on my black cowboy hat, am trying not to snicker. Finally one of the teens said "Nice coat Man" and Honey says "Thank you".

We wait a bit for the theatre to clear out, 'cause we didn't want to fight any crowds, but when we finally exited into the hall that lead to the Lobby, the family was still there along with other parents with their little kids, and when they see Hubby, the littles were just frozen----Yep! Watch out Kiddies or Hell will come to your half acre!

I'm not saying anything and neither is Honey, we just walk straight out the theatre into the cold sunlight, but when we got into our Dodge, we started laughing. More like "MMMWWHHHAAAAA!!!!!!"

Well maybe we did scare some kids straight----but I do worry about taking 4 and 5 year olds to a PG 13 movie that will give them nightmares!

Mean Kitty still laughing signing off.

I can't believe the way young people spend money!!!!

I have a habit of watching "Judge Judy"---Now if you want a laugh on the stupidity of people just watch "Judge Judy".

Last night, this 26 year old guy (and an idiot as well) he comes on to defend himself from having to pay back his aunt $650.00 that she loaned him to fix the engine of his Mustang--his 2 year old Mustang---

First off I want to know What the Heck did he do to his car that would make the engine sound like it was a bunch of Tin Cans??!!!

My '63 Chevy Nova sounds good dispite it's age (poor baby it's 43 years old now).

But then on top of that the idiot had received from his late Mom $150,000.00 and blows it all in just a few years, so now he's got a job being a black jack dealer, his ex-wife gets a brand new car and new funiture and an apartment on his dime and he has no money left!!! And has to pay $400.00 a month child support ( I think we know the reason why his wife left him---NO MONEY HONEY!)

If I received that amount of money, I'd pay off my credit card bills, get the foundation updated on my house, buy a newer car and what's left over I'd put in an IRA or something that makes money. Furniture I can get at Goodwill.

Well the Judge found in favor of the Aunt so the idiot nephew has got to pay her back----but it's the same song, I've been hearing over and over again---kids do not know how to save or wisely purchase anything. They have got to have all the materials things like RIGHT NOW!!!

I still don't have cable T.V. and even then I'd only go for the cheapest service---all I want is the history channel and Turner Movie Classics.

My boyfriends' son wanted to live on his own---20 years old he is---so we said O.K. BUT---we are not going to help you if you fall behind on the rent or bills you have got to hustle your own buns to make payments and you have got to get a job that will cover your medical and dental, or you go to a free clinic. You want to live on your own? Well Welcome to the real life.

He only lasted 6 months out there, He couldn't hold down two jobs and still have enough to go to school. So we helped him move back (at least he was up to date on his bills). We made arrangements with his Mom for him to live with her while he worked part time, went to school, and he paid her rent and part food and utlities, since she could cover him for medical etc. he was fine.

She was so glad we gave him that lesson. NOW HE KNOWS IT"S TOUGH OUT THERE!

As it's been said before "Nobody gets out Alive!"

I just wish I had the $150,000.00

Mean kitty signing off

WHAT IS A DIVA ---Intro and Chapter One

What is a Diva?

Introduction

Well my Dear, Sweet manipulating DIVA niece has asked her dear sweet old Aunti to put down in writing "WHAT IS A DIVA?" and what kind of work it takes to be a DIVA.

Now she is a Diva down to her little manicured toes, but when I mentioned to her the word "fiances and investing" (about 6 years ago when she was 14) her little shell like DIVA ears picked up. So she went to her Daddy (my Bro) and asked about investing and credit and debit-----hee, hee----she's got her brothers and cousins all spinning around.

Of Course her she is going to college and paying serious taxes, but she doesn't mind, her investment dividends are paying for her college education with little out put from her folks---wise child.

When I gave her the book "Three Black Skirts" I told her that it would help her when she finally went out into the world. But she has also seen me in action, so she considers me a DIVA.

One thing she has noticed and I have to agree with her---there is not enough CLASS in the world anymore, no class acts at all. Everyone wants to be in that "gangsta" mode which is so trashy and cheap. Now for her 20 year old self to take notice of that tells me that she's looking for Armani or at least Brooks Brothers with serious smarts and no hipocracy.

So when old Auntie is down in the dumps about her heart condition---sweet little Diva Niece comes along with an idea to cheer her up. (Gotta Love that child)

She is hoping that other possible Diva's or Diva wanna be's will start taking lessons from this blog.

So this is going to be coming to you in sections or chapters as I work out each chapter and it's hoped that all you DIVA's out there will print it up and make it your Bible.

Now there is a caveat----If I seem to not explain something throughly in one chapter, check another chapter or keeping coming back and check a future chapter because I may either expand on it or revise my thoughts on it. (Even Mean Kitty DIVA's can change their mind)

So here it goes------

What is a Diva?


CHAPTER ONE

The word Diva was originally used for opera singers of the first and finest caliber. This word now applies to popular female persons who are non-operatic Because of that it can also apply to an attitude since many of the non-operatic performers now-a-days have little talent.

In order to qualify as a REAL DIVA you must have one or both of two qualities or dominant traits, a broad and expansive voice or great talent and/or a thoroughly captivating and commanding presence.

The word Diva is the femine Latin word of Divus which means “Divine One” or “God/dess” (Male opera singers are sometimes referred to as “Divo”)

So A Diva is a person who has a rare, outstanding talent or is an extremely independent, confident and wildly talented woman. Think Aretha Franklin, Tina Turner, Cher, Marlene Dietrich, and Mae West as a few prime examples.

But in the real world of making a living it’s a lot more than that, it’s also a way of life and survival. As you read on you will find out how to become A Diva~~~~~

THE DIVA’S OUTLOOK ON LIFE

A Diva must remember that the word Diva means “Divine Inspiration for Victorious Living” (see Michele McKinney Hammonds’ books)

A Diva knows that if she ignores or dismisses her history she’d be living a lie. A Diva sincerely believes that the mothers, grandmothers and great-grandmothers of the world went though all they did so we Diva’s wouldn’t have to wake up in the morning with plight and torture and insurmountable odds on our shoulders so we can be free to think about outfits, clients, parties, rocking the industry, making tons of money for our financial security and taking over the entire world.

A Diva will never take for granted all the hard work they did and will continue to fight to keep the gains that have been made for womanhood and demand for more.

A Diva will not be trapped into a straight jacketed life as defined by society, religion, government, men (especially from her boyfriend) or other women.

A Diva is shaped by her parents, grandparents and other relations, and if she is in a good family and social environment she will always take the good with her, the bad she will leave behind. If she is in a negative or toxic family and/or social environment she will do her best to break out of it, she will never forget where she came from, but she will not let its scar’s keep her down but overcome them.

A Diva is her own adult person. She does not need another person to help define or fulfill themselves nor does a Diva need another person to love them to feel that they are loved. A Diva Loves Herself First. (More on that later)

This may give the appearance of being selfish or self-centered, which in the long run is not a bad trait if utilized properly, because A Diva KNOWS that to think of herself first is the first rule of survival. The clever trick that the Diva will implement in certain situations, is making it look like it also benefits other people, but the Diva knows it will benefit her first.

For Example: I have a plum tree that needed to have one of its’ large branches removed but I didn’t have the funds, I also noticed that the branch that needed removing was pressing against my neighbors fence and its upper arms crossing over into her yard. I had informed her when she first moved in “if you want to trim back any branches from any of my trees that are going over into your yard, go right ahead and cut them back to the fence line, you shouldn’t have to be annoyed by them.” My act of generosity worked and she didn’t feel guilty about cutting the branches—I had even told her that she was welcomed to harvest any fruit that was ripening on her side. (Fruit Trees as Shade will give more bang for the buck)

Eventually she came to me and explained about the branch pressing against her fence, and the need for the tree trimmers to have to come onto my property to cut the offending branch, I said I understood the necessity for it to be done and had no problem with it and even drew up a letter of permission for the tree trimmers to come onto my property. The end result she was happy that the branch wasn’t pressing against her fence and causing damage and I was very happy that it didn’t cost me a dime.

A Diva can also be truly caring or generous about other people or situations behind the scenes without announcing, being flamboyant or mushy about it. A Real Diva never brags about it, her actions will brag it for her.


EXAMPLE: From the movie “She Done Him Wrong” with Mae West

Woman with small child stops Lady Lou (West) on the street---“Miss Lou you are a fine woman, A Fine Woman!”

Lou replies with a smile: “One of the finest women to walk the Streets!”

This scene suggests that Lady Lou has helped needy people without her racketeer boyfriend and his cronies as well as any religious or social snobs knowing about it.

Later on in the film Lou sells one of her fabulous diamond necklaces to prevent the charity mission from being kicked out of its home. Granted she does that to prevent the handsome Chaplin from leaving her sphere of influence but her selfish action also keeps a much needed organization from leaving. Watch the movie “She Done Him Wrong” and although dated and a bit corny, see a Diva in action. There are several films featuring Mae West which shows what actions a “worldly-wise” woman will do to get her man, but also helps other people---“Belle of the Nineties”, “Klondike Annie” West’s characters never mock religion or motherhood, but knows how the real world is like and how naive people can be.

A Diva is always confident in her abilities, she knows that with her knowledge, smarts and talents she can mentally “kick butt and take names”, however there are times when it’s good for a Diva to have someone around to bounce ideas off of, whom a Diva will consider a friend, but never either a rival or a slave.

A Diva knows, understands and plays the mans’ game without being a bitch, she knows she has to be smarter than men and stay away from using sex or gutter tactics that can place her in a position of personal, career, financial or legal harm or scandal.

A Diva is always aware of the law and will make the law work for her. If a Diva wants to get a quick lesson about the law she should tape, “Judge Judy”, “People’s Court”, “Judge Joe Brown” and “Cops” not only will she get a quick lesson on the law but also get a laugh about people’s stupidity.


A Diva is never a bitch. Although the term “diva” has been used in a less than flattering tone which indicates “bitch”, a Diva knows that when it’s used in the negative the other person is describing an unpleasant, demanding, and troublesome woman. A True Diva is none of that, but she always gets what she wants, and if she can’t get it, she doesn’t want it.

A Diva will turn the word “bitch” to mean a “Babe In Total Control of Herself”
(B.I.T.C.H.) which a Diva always is. She will also turn that word around to also mean a
Beautiful, Intellegent, Talented, Charming Honey.

A Diva is tough without appearing to be tough, but she is not passive/aggressive either, she always works from a position or platform of power, knows all the angles, will make sure that what she has, and is doing is within the law and will hold up in court, and thinks like a man without having to be one. (You will note that I will repeat this quite often---remember don’t act like Rosie O’Donnell)

A Diva NEVER SHOWS ANGER, or distress about a situation and she never panics. If a situation comes up that could make her angry she controls it and instead will analyze the situation to see if there is any way it can be worked in her favor or if there is some way she can utilized the situation. Otherwise she will take it as a learning lesson and file it away among her repertoire of Diva tools.

A Diva will remember to “Hope for the Best, Expect the Worst and See what comes.”

A Diva strongly believes in a woman’s right to choose. This is something she will never forget, because once her sovereignty* is taken away she and her Diva sisters will begin to lose all that those who went before her fought hard to win. A Diva will make sure that she and her sisters will never lose those freedoms of choice.

A Diva always knows that she is talented, gorgeous and smart although a man may never be aware of it, belittles it or doesn’t even think of it, it’s one way to outsmart them, and should a man even attempt to belittle a Diva for her smarts, she KNOWS he’s poison and will kick him to the curb right away. A Diva doesn’t need a guy like that to “squire” her around

A Diva can be and most always is a “Warrior Woman” but she never shows it, except when she makes “the Kill”, and even then she does it like a Lady.

A Diva understand the saying “Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me,” so she makes sure she is NOT fooled at all.

Especially in the items that will be listed, A Diva will be the master of or have a strong understanding in matters of health, business, finance, educational knowledge, attitude, interaction with others and dress, and this can pay off in big dividends----especially if Divas want things to come their way.

A Diva will not be rushed into decision making, but will apply the “10-10-10” rule, which is “How will this affect me in 10 minutes, in 10 months, in 10 years.” Part of this would also assume that the Diva has both short term and long term goals and also a willingness to realize that it’s important to face difficult realities and that this rule will bring about a realization of what is truly important and will prevent the Diva as she is growing up from getting into serious trouble.

For Example: If a Diva is with her friends and one of them says “Hey so and so is having a party, lets go and crash it” A Diva will mentally step back and quickly analyze the situation--- She will think ‘will this bring the police, will I get arrested, or harmed, will I go to jail and therefore lose any chances of good financial advancement. Will this childish action be harmful to me in any way especially as I get older?” A Diva will realize that for the few moments of childish actions or imagined infantile insults, it can lead to a lifetime of pain.

A Diva can be commanding and yet nice, especially when dealing with someone in the service industries such as a Sales girl, waitress, housekeeping in hotels, anyone who renders the Diva a service. A Diva knows that these overworked and underpaid staff persons are what help keeps the Diva’s wheels rolling.

Two Examples: My boyfriend and I traveled to of all places Stockton, for a special event, the hotel we were staying at was very nice but not like staying at a 5 star hotel where a room could costs minimum of $500 a day, but every morning, before we left for the day I would leave a $5.00 tip on the night stand with a note saying “Thank You Housekeeping”.

I did this every day as I didn’t know which person was cleaning the room, the end result was when we returned each evening we had fresh towels, fresh sheets, fresh supplies of everything, every thing was immaculate and sparkling, even though we had not requested it.

My Diva eyes noted that whoever was assigned to our rooms was making an extra effort for us. On the last day we were leaving, again I left a tip but I added a longer note that said “Thank You Housekeeping for making our stay so comfortable.” I knew that it would be shown to the other staff and it would certainly reflect that their hard work did not go un-noticed and was appreciated, something that would give a boost to staff, but in doing that it made our vacation wonderful. So it pays for a Diva to note extra hard work by another.

The other event occurred during the Christmas holidays, I was at a department store and was looking at the special offerings of jewelry (A Diva can never have too much jewelry---the real stuff), the counter was crowded and the short amount of staff harassed.

People were saying ”here, here take me,” well as soon as one of the staffers finished with one customer she looked up with tired eyes and looked around and all I did was just smile and raised my hand a little and waved.

She immediately came over to me by passing the patrons who were trying to get her attention, once she was in front of me and everyone else realized I was next, I looked at her, smiled and said “Now take a few moments and breathe” She did and I knew it gave her a few seconds to get her thoughts together, that moment of sanity.

I suggested that management might want to consider a number dispenser to help create some order for staff and she said she was going to inform them and was grateful for the idea. I deliberately went slowly more for her sake than mine. And she gave me full quality service because with me she got a mini-mental health break.

So it pays for a Diva to note when a service person is also having a rough day, by acknowledging that the service person is human with feelings and problems, the service person will go the “extra mile” in service to the Diva.

A Diva needs top quality people in these fields------

Doctors---internists, and GYN, Dentist, eye doctors, and any other doctors, Lawyers (may need more than one), auto mechanic, a good financial officer/advisor (investments), a good CPA(Taxes---a Diva never does her own taxes when she can hire someone to do it but she will always keep excellent financial records), plumber, appliance repair for large appliances, a Vet (if you have a pet), gardener, handyman, maid cleaning service, grocery store that delivers, dry cleaner, tailor or seamstress, shoemaker for repair, hair stylist/beautician, manicurist/pedicurist, masseuses, computer repair person, insurance agent (auto, home, personal) a personal shopper (if need be) and if she is a Diva Mom a good pediatrician, Nanny, Day Care, Baby Sitter, Private School, tutors, etc.

If you have quality people at your service you have it made.

So why these people, one might ask? Some of them are fairly obvious, but some are not, so I’ll explain----A Diva knows how to make things last, because it does pay to be Frugal and not max the credit cards.

If a Diva’s Jimmy Cho’s shoe breaks or the handle breaks on her Gucci bag and as you know they ARE expensive, she doesn’t throw them away, she repairs them. The same with clothing, autos, appliances, electronic stuff. In that way a Diva can be frugal, but when it’s dead it’s dead, still a Diva doesn’t throw it away, she will donate to a charity because there will be someone who might be able to fix it and it’s also a tax right off.


More coming in the next Chapter but let me explain *Sovereignty to you-------

This is a word that is not heard of much but to Woman and Diva kind it's a very, VERY important word and living condition-----

SOVEREIGNTY is the quality or authority of being independent and in charge of the conditions you live under.

Spedifically the word is used here about legally and practically arranging your affairs in such a way that you ARE in charge of your life, that you are prepared for challenges to your freedom, and that you don't unwittingly sign yourself and your family away to virtual slavery.

But you must remember----that Sovereignty carries with it RESPONSIBILITY. That is , if you take your life in your own hands, you also take upon yourself to act responsibly and with integrity in regards to your own life, your family, your community, you fellow human beings and the planet as a whole.

This is something that a Heck of a lot of Teenagers DO NOT UNDERSTAND----O.K remember you want to be your own person---then be a responsible person, and too many teenagers do not comprehend that. They want to be free but not responsible, that is why so many of them land in jail or dead.

BUT A DIVA KNOWS AND UNDERSTANDS THIS TO IT'S FULLEST EXTENT AND WILL NEVER GIVE UP HER SOVEREIGNTY WHEN SHE BECOMES AN ADULT---SHE DOES NOT GIVE IT TO ABUSIVE RELATIONSHIPS, DRUGS, ALCHOLE, OR OVER EXTENDED CREDIT.

A DIVA IS ALWAYS HER OWN PERSON!!!!

The next chapter will be coming soon.

Mean Kitty taking a nap.

Anna Nicole Smith

I feel sorry for the late Anna Nicole Smith, beautiful and troubled, and it seems like looking for a Daddy.

It does not matter to me what was the cause of Anna's death, age 39 is young, but she has gone through hell and has made some bad choices, well not everyone can be right.

Fighting for what is legally hers, losing her son, and used by almost everyone.

Now there is her 5 month old (as of this writing) baby girl (she's a cutie) and no less than 3 men are claiming to be the father.

Ahhh excuse me, but I think there is money talking here.

It doesn't matter who the father is, the baby should go to Anna's mom, the baby's grandmother and she be named the legal guardian and she should look into getting good trusted lawyers to protect and fight for the baby's financial trust.

Because from the looks of it all those so called fathers want is MONEY!

Mean Kitty signing off.

Mean Kitty has been dealt a blow~~~~ and A Diva Introduction

Well Folks,

Mean Kittys' age is catching up with her, all that wild livin' has done me in. I saw my Doctor yesterday and she says I have a heart Murmer. Now that in and of itself is not fatal but it does explain why I've been tiring so easily of late.

And it seems I have severe animeia (sp) which makes it harder for the heart to work. Seems the bone marrow is not making enough blood cells.

So if there is times when I write with a "pitty puppy" attitude, well it's just the old ticker.

But my Man and my Niece (who is a bit of a Diva) says I should not let that get me down. Heck they say if need be I can get me one of those little electric carts and paint flames on the side (hee, hee race ya for pinks)

I'm so glad they are on my team.

Any hoooo my Niece says that I should blog on what is a DIVA. I thought that this was a bit off the wall but she says there are girls out there that haven't a clue what being a real Diva is, all they got is those girl rappers, Paris Hilton and Britanny Spears. And not one of them have a Diva attitude---Diva Trash yes--Diva attitude no.

My Niece has said to me "What is it that you do Auntie that gets people to do what you want?"

Hmmmm I thought, I'm not sure----but between my Niece, my Man and myself we will come up with something for you beginning Diva's to follow.

Now not all of you are going to agree with what I'll be saying and that's fine----I will be posting suggested Reading and Viewing as well as examples of what works and what doesn't. If nothing thing else, espeically for you young things you will have something to guide you.

But make your own choices and make sure you chose wisely.

Mean Kitty taking a little rest signing off.

About comments*****

Mean Kitty just realized something.

I forget to turn off the leaving the comments section on two of my posts.

Well if you do post a comment I don't care what you say if it's negative---these are my thoughts and it's better than blowing my temper.

So if you leave a comment---I'm not going to respond because I don't care.

Reason why?

' Cause I'm sick and tired of being PC!!!! That's why!!!

On my blog I'm going to let it all hang out---saggy tit's and all.

So there.

By the Way----

Have nice New Year.

Mean Kitty signing off

"Oh the weather outside is Frightfull--let it Snow!"

Well Folks,

Christmas has come and gone for 2006. But it has been nice.

Mean Kitty get's mellow around Christmas. I love the Dickens, "It's A Wonderfull Life", "Miracle on 34th Street", "A Christmas Carol" type feel to it.

But I don't forget the Real Reason why we have Christmas. Some bewildered Mom and her confused Husband, gave birth to a baby that wasn't the Husband's. But because of a Dream the man took responsiblity.

Because of circumstances, she gave birth in a stable which is another word for a barn, a pretty low beginning if you think about it. And dispite all these difficulties and strikes agains them, they stayed together and raised this baby----who became the "Light of the World"

Now that is a lesson everyone can learn from ---stepping up to the plate, taking responsiblity, doing the best you can with the limited resources you have.

As a matter of fact each of the non-religious stories that I named above also have that same theme. The problem is we get so mixed up with the material side of it that we forget the spiritual.

People blame the three Kings or Wise Men (some call them wise guys) for starting the gift giving, but what they were doing was using earthly things to represent the spiritual gift that God gave the world.

Frankensense-----for his spirituality

Gold------for he is the "King of Kings"

Myrrh-----for embalming---for he died for our sins

Got news for anyone who is Islamic---Mohammed didn't take on the sins of the world and died for them----only Jesus----so who is the Greater.


They say there is nothing worse than a parent having to bury a child.

But what about a parent (God) giving his child so that others can open their eyes to see.

You don't find that in the Koran, or in the Talmuld or the Tora. But you find it in the New Testament of the Bible.

Now lets take it a step further----in most Christian religions you don't find Jesus's Mom exhaulted except in the Catholic religion. Because they know how hard it is for a Mother to have to courage to let go and allow her child to find his destiny----something that was pre-ordained.

THAT TAKES FAITH----and in the Catholic belief they reconize it---

NOT IN Islam
Not in Jewish belief
Not in Buddish belief
Not in Evangelical belief
Not in Rastafian
Not in Voo Doo (et. al)

Not in any others---but in the Catholic church---despite all it's problems it does.

So maybe one thinks there are too many rules in the Church----there is only one rule

LOVE ONE ANOTHER

Yea folks just three simple words. Easy to say----Hard to do.

But try to do it---O.K. ?

Do those random acts of kindness, be charitable, smile, offer to help, be kind, slow down, focus on the world around you, hang up the cell-phone, shut down the video games, turn off the inter-net and really connect with people.

Try it today.

Mean Kitty (claws tucked in) signing off

THEY ARE GETTING SOFT ON MURDERERS!!!

I Can't Belive It!!! They are getting soft on Killers!!! I just heard on the idiot box (T.V. to you) that a judge said that the method of excuting Murderers is "Cruel and Unusual Punishment" What is cruel and unusual??

These bastards, willfully kill people many of them innoncent (yes there are non-innocent victims) without any regard for that person to have the right to live.

This is based on a murderer who raped, tortured then killed his 17 year old very innocent victim!! Now this scum, this lower than a rat turd is crying that leathal injection is painful there for cruel and unusal punishment.

Well excuse me!!! Did he consider that what he did to his 17 year old victim cruel and unusual??

NO!!!! But now the shoe is on the other foot and now he is crying so bad that he is wetting his pants.

And you know who to blame this on---F----ING BLEEDING HEART LIBERALS.

What is wrong with this country that the guts is cut out of it?

I have been always of the opinion that if the person is proven without a doubt to have committed the crime---you gotta do the time---eye for an eye---life for a life.

And I have always been of the opinion that how the criminal killed their victim is the way they should also be executed. THAT'S JUSTICE!!!!

But no---being given an injection to put you to sleep followed by the chemicals to stop your heart is cruel and unusual----BULL SHIT!!! THAT'S WHAT I SAY BULL F--ING SHIT!!!

Isn't anyone hearing the crys of the victims, can't anyone see how their bodies were tortured, can't anyone imagine their fear and pleadings to live-----NO----but they sure can say "Oh we can't execute murderers that way because it hurts them." Well it should hurt them---they should even see it coming.

But no our liberal society is pampering them--they get free meals, health care, all kinds of programs, and a place to sleep. They say that prison is tough---bull---it's not tough enough.

Liberals are destroying our society---so you better watch out for you daughter, son, wife, sister, mother, grandmother--your children---your family because the liberals are allowing them to be Killed, raped, tortured, because they are soft!!! You voted for them!!! Is this what you want???

Or do you want Justice!!!

Mean Kitty signing off, pissed as Hell!!!

HELLO I'M BACK, YA MISS ME?? and have I got a lot to say!

HAH!! Thought you got rid of me Huh? Well guess what---ya didn't.

I've been busy, living a life!! and not wasting my time sitting around a computer all day and gettin' fat and cuttin' myself off of life.

I'VE BEEN LIVING IT!!!

AAAAHHHHHHhhhhhhh ****sigh**** and it feeeeeeellllllsssss gooooooodddddd.

O.K. my man with the congestive heartfailure and three way pacemaker is still holding his own, yeah folks he still gets tired easily and we have to pace ourselves, so slowing down is not bad. He still has an interest in stuff.

Our dog Beaucephus (that's pronounced Bow Cee Fuss) is still doing her duty protecting us from bad kitties, racoons and possums and the mail person (o.k I don't use 'man' because the mail person is a lady)

So because I've been busy, my Man says I've got to get back to blogging at least once a week, just to let off steam.

For example------after 11 years, Beaucephus has finally learned to open the screen door to let herself out to do her natural duty! I have no idea what took her so long, but considering how stupid the kids that are graduating from school are I can tell you this-------

MY DOG IS SMARTER THAN YOUR HONOR STUDENT!!!!

And these teacher have the nerve to demand more Money!! Hell most of the ones I know are driving BMW's or Hummers!! and I'm still driving around with my first car---a '63 Chevy! And they are driving Hummers!!!!!!!

And what do they teach in school???!!! LIES!!! AND THEIR OWN POLITICAL AGENDA!!!

Hell!! I've worked at my job for nearly 40 years (well I do like my work even if I have to deal with idiots----and they can't fire me---I know where the bodies are buried---and yeah Hoffa is buried in Yankee Stadium) and after all these years, with all my pay raises (which I had to fight for) I'm still earning less than a Teacher with the same education as me, but has only worked for a school district for less than 8 years!!!

WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THIS PICTURE!!!

I'M TELLING YOU THIS IS WHAT IS NEEDED TO BE BROUGHT BACK INTO SCHOOL

1. School should be year around, no 3 months off for summer---if I have to sweat in a building with an air conditioner that doesn't work--so can they.

2. All Federal holidays should be the same, including the state holidays--for all people who work.

3. School should be in session from 8 in the morning to 6 in the evening 5 days a week except the holidays---I have to work those hours, and so do tons of parents. Oh and school should be from 8 a.m. till 1 p.m. on Saturdays---there are parents who work saturdays too.

4. Campuses should be closed---students cannot leave the campus unless they have an authorized excuse slip confirmed by the school with the parent. And it will keep strangers off campus.

5. Metal detectors---Kids have no rights---but we have the right to protect them----Kids don't know the real thing because they have been conditioned by skinny underdressed broads, and boys that have their pants dropping to the floor who couldn't wipe their asses with both hands.

And unannounced locker and back pack inspections for weapons, alchole and drugs!

6. Sex education and show those old army training films about live birth---I remember them, all the boys threw up . And show what those diseases really look like---the boys then fainted and the girls threw up and took the virginity pledge.

7. Uniforms----no baggy pants, no skits so short they show your butt panties or expose those fat belly buttons. Kids don't have to think twice about what to wear---and Parents save money on clothing---and it eliminates gangsta colors.

8. Parents are going to be forced to take responsiblity for the children's actions because parents influence children by their own bad behavior. And parents do not see the crap that their kids pull.

9. Children must be bussed from designated points to their assigned schools and back---no personal vechiles. Hey saves the parents money on the cost of cars and insurance. Think about it folks, make your kids walk!!! It's good for them! It's Healthy!!

10. If a kid says they don't want to live with their parents then the parent can have them designated as immancipated adults, but then the kids if they are under the age of 19 must go to a boarding school paid by the state and graduate with a a minimun of a 2.50 average and pass the exams for reading, writing, math, science and finance and history. Or go into the military and cannot leave until they complete their education with the same requirement and also committ themselves to 4 years in the military afterwards.

REMEMBER NOBODY GETS OUT ALIVE!!!

11. and most important---all graduates get a psyhicatric evaluation before they go into the work place---Don't want anyone going postal ya know.

12. THE SCHOOL SHALL AND MUST HAVE SECURITY CAMERAS THROUGH OUT THE ENTIRE SCHOOL FOR SECURITY INCLUDING THE BATHROOMS AND SHOWERS.
GIRLS SHOWER AND BATHS WILL BE MONITORED BY WOMEN SECURITY OFFICERS.

And there should be a police presence at all times on campus.

TOUGH!!! Hell Yeah it's tought because life has become tough, the culture of the teenager and life has made it tough because of LIBERALS!!!

So you can thank Liberals for bringing us to this sorry state!

REMEMBER THAT!!!!

Mean Kitty with her sharp claws out signing off!

MMMMMeeeeeeeYYYoooowwwwllllll !!!!!!

Mean Kitty is feelin' goooooood!! And for a very good reason. My man won his Social Security benefits! Yeee haaa after 2 years of fighting with those bureaucratic idiots!!!! We had 3 doctors who said he was disabled, completly--Well you would be too if you have congestive heart failure.

And SSA kept saying he could work--sheeeesh they expected us to just dry up and blow away and have him drop dead!! No Way!! And the funny thing, is SSA's very own doctor who was called in to be a witness to SSA's argument--Said very clearly to de Judge--"The man is disabled--he's a near canidate for a heart transplant!!"

DUUUUAAAHHHHH !!!! Hey you idiots!!! That's what we've been telling you over and over and over and over again and again and again--but do they listen?? NO !!!

I am going to tell all of you if you happen to read this blog--if you've got a good solid case for your disablity--Don't Give UP!!! And don't worry about paying the lawyer!! SSA has a formula that all lawyers have to accept and they can only work on a contingency basis.

If you've got back monies owed to you, go for it--because the lawyers can only receive a little over $5,000 or 25% which ever is less. Now if there is some out of pocket expenses you have to pay for that--but trust me it's a hell of alot less than giving up what is your right and dueful funds.

Don't let the bureaucratic S.O.B's get you down!!!

Mean Kitty signing off with her claws out and shredding bureaucratic red tape!!