Hard

Life is more difficult than I expected. I thought that as you got older things got better, you became more of who you really are, all that jazz. It's not true. I have become more neurotic and insecure and batty since turning 40!

Summer

I am so happy that this summer will be over in a few short weeks. This has been the most depressing, shocking and all around awful summer ever. And I hope it stays that way~I do not want next year to be even worse.

Death

One family, not technically mine, lost two people in two days-the husband lost his mother on Saturday and the wife lost her sister on Sunday. If their grief was shared over one person that would be hard enough but how do you get through it when you are grieving for two different people, of differing importance, at the same time?

The Roof!

What is the deal?

How is it that people can get so excited about the murder of one man? We killed a symbol. He wasn't even a man at this point, and it seemed like an after thought, unnecessary. I don't understand why people got so excited and acted like it meant anything, this murder? They were acting like their lives would improve, jobs would be created, the clouds had lifted. I don't get it.