Jennifer Aniston has finally...

...spoken out about that hoe that spread her legs for a married man. For some reason that I don't understand, Jen let Brad totally off the hook and then the best she could muster about the sperm dumpster who stole her husband was to call her "uncool". Well, that's the understatement of the millennium.

Sleeping with another woman's husband is more than uncool and if Jennifer is too nice to say it, I'll do it for her. Jolie is a lying whore. Her dishonest and manipulative nature is quite apparent to even the casual observer.

The first and most obvious evidence is her absolutely laughable claim that she has "only slept with 4 men, 3 husbands and one other guy that I won't name." Duh...I wonder exactly how many men think they are that 4rth sucker? This is a lie told by a bitch in training...it's quite transparent to a full fledged bitch such as myself.

We know that Jolie is a liar because of her own stupid mouth. She is the one who put out diametrically opposed stories about when she and Brad began deceiving Jennifer. And, as I learned with my lying cheat of a husband, a liar is a liar is a liar. PERIOD. Dishonest people do not suddenly become honest anymore than honest people suddenly become dishonest.

Jen, don't worry too much. This bimbo is totally insecure and once again, quite transparent. She is trying to keep Brad as far away from Hollywood and you as she can, not to mention other leading ladies. Her prior claim that she wouldn't marry Brad until gays could marry isn't as important as it once was. Now she says her kids want her to get married. What a crock. Kids know what they know, and nowadays Hollywood kids can handle parents who aren't married. Look at Goldie Hawn and Kurt Russell. Now...it may take a year or it might take ten...but sooner or later Brad will get sick of France, a bunch of kids and a manipulative bitch.

Think about it, when he cheated on Jennifer who didn't do anything wrong...somehow he justified that to himself. It'll be much easier to justify cheating on another cheat. That cow doesn't have a chance...she can't stay pregnant forever.

Her tackiness begins with her stupid tattoos and covers her comment that she would be "open to meeting" with Jen. If Jolie had the slightest bit of class she would know to be too ashamed to even suggest such a thing. Her lack of honor and a sense of decency is stunning and her pious rejection of her own father is further proof of her total lack of class.

People who treat others like pawns can only do so for a short time out of a long life. Before she knows it, she'll be rolling out on stages for benefits like Elizabeth Taylor and 4 of her kids will have written books about her that will be a mix between "Mommy Dearest" and some scary old movie where Betty Davis drowns children in bathtubs.

I just adore Karma.

I find it quite hypocritical...

...listening to those involved with the Academy Awards bitch about Seth Mac Farlane and his hosting techniques. Hiring Seth and expecting a sedate MC is like hiring Roseanne to sing the national anthem.

Whining about Seth was even more ridiculous. We spend a year watching movies that include vulgarity, nudity, violence and disrespect toward women. Then, when the Academy gets together to suck each others' dicks, they complain that their solemn ceremony has been disrespected. If ever there was a list of disrespectful industries, the movie industry is at the top of that list.

Nowhere else on the planet is there a party with more tacky, nasty and vulgar attendees. It would be disrespectful to decent people to host that party in any other manner.

A horse walks into a bar...

...and the bartender say, "Why the long face?"

Last Week Susan Connor Visited...

...my blog to discuss her book, 'Never Marry a Mommas Boy. This morning, I went to the link she sent me and read some of the available pages of her book. I must say, I was quite impressed. It's almost as though she has been through every bum I ever met. She describes men that women should stay away from, and she does it well. If you'd like, go to this link and read a few pages yourself, see if you don't agree with me!

http://www.amazon.com/Never-Marry-Mommas-Boy-plague/dp/148119240X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1359240586&sr=8-1&keywords=never+marry+a+momma%27s+boy#_

THE answer to the question, "Is time travel possible?"

We would know if time travel were possible because if it was, sooner or later women would demand the opportunity to travel back in time and they'd never be able to keep their mouth shut so we would already know. THERE...that is irrefutable proof that time travel has never and will never be accomplished by homo sapiens.


TO BE FAIR, HERE IS THE OTHER SIDE:

http://diaryofmydivorce.blogspot.com/search?q=proof+of+time+travel

A Curse On You!!!

Those who disliked goats caused a curse on the Cubs that has lasted until this day. People have been talking about the Cubs and their curse for decades, but the curse I'm putting on The Philadelphia Eagles will last a WHOLE LOT LONGER. If you think goat haters can place a curse, you should see what dog lovers are capable of.

There was only one goat involved in the Chicago curse...there were countless dogs involved in the Phillies curse. So, this is gonna be one helluva long curse that the Phillies will be suffering...mark my word. Dog lovers everywhere are behind me on this curse, Billy Sianis was the lone curse placer and look what he did to the Cubs all by himself! Imagine what dog lovers everywhere can do to the team who paid Mike Vick to play football...badly I might add.

We all know that Philadelphia has the rudest fans in the world so add that to the fact that they cheer for Mike Vick and Phillie is left with one nasty, long lasting curse.

So, I hereby curse the Philadelphia Eagles...and I can place one mean curse.

I KNEW IT!!!

Oh, don't let me forget the important information:


Drinking coffee can not only boost your energy but also your longevity. That’s the key finding of a new federal health study of nearly a half-million coffee drinkers that found those who regularly enjoy a cup of java live longer than those who don’t.
The National Institutes of Health study, published recently in the New England Journal of Medicine, indicated that caffeinated and decaf coffee drinkers were less likely to die from heart disease, respiratory disease, stroke, injuries and accidents, diabetes, and infections.
In an interview published this week in the Journal of Caffeine Research, Neal Freedman — with the Division of Cancer Epidemiology and Genetics at the NIH National Cancer Institute — said his study is among the most comprehensive to date of the health benefits of coffee and has significant implications for java junkies. Researchers tracked 500,000 U.S. men and women — ages 50 to 71, all members of the American Association of Retired Persons — for about 12 years.
Not only did the results show a clear association between coffee and longevity, Freedman said, but they also indicated people who drank the most coffee tended to have greatest health benefits.
“What we found was that over the course of follow-up, there was an inverse association between coffee drinking and the risk of death overall and with a number of different causes as well,” said Freedman.
“The association was similar for men and women, and tended to get stronger as participants drank more coffee, though the result was very similar for those who drank two or three cups per day and those who drank more than that. The top category we had was six or more cups per day. And by cup, I mean a U.S. 8-ounce cup. This is what we found.”


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This is such a good sentence that I had to make it bold

“It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it.”



PLEASE SEND THIS TO THE HEADS OF THE DEMOCRATIC AND REPUBLICAN PARTIES.

Things Stupid Men Say And Think

1. "Come on, I just need some relief, it'll only take 5 minutes."

2. You're white, obviously you won't mind me using words like nigger, peurko ricans and nips. (I REFUSE to believe that I'm the only white person who tells other white people not to use racial slurs in my presence because the way I was raised, it was absolutely the WORST word that one could utter and it makes me very uncomfortable. How do these yahoos think this is acceptable under ANY circumstances? Somebody must be letting it slide.)

3. "I gave you twenty dollars, where's the change...and the receipt?"

4. All stupid men respond to certain statements in the same way. If a woman says, "You just hurt my feelings.", all stupid men respond thusly: "No I didn't."

5. They all make up fake "witnesses" who have "seen" you creeping around the condos at night. This is just a STUPID ploy to get you to admit to something that never happened. There is only one possible response to this idiocy, "Take me to one of them...just ONE of your "eye witnesses". They can't trust you because they themselves cannot be trusted. Remember, he who peeks behind doors has hidden behind many.

I have to make myself a nice cheese-steak, I bought all the right stuff. I'll be back with more stupid sayings by stupid men.

It's just a coincidence...

...that Susan is talking about men to avoid when I'm discussing male red-flags. Susan Connor is the author of the book 'Never Marry a Momma’s Boy, and 62 other men to avoid like the plague!' and she is my guest today. If you've been reading my blog for any length of time, you may notice some similarities in our writing styles and our caveats. So, may I introduce you to author Susan Connor.


Thank you for allowing me to do a guest post on your blog! I am very excited to have this opportunity!

I have recently published a book titled “Never Marry a Momma’s Boy and 62 other men to avoid like the plague!” This book deals with types of men and the problems they automatically bring to a relationship.

Now don’t get me wrong-I really like men-I have been married 4 times (yes, four-I am the eternal optimist!). Men can be interesting creatures-they see the world differently than women, have different interests, and can be fun to be around (not to mention the sex thing!).

But “Being around” a man and marrying him are two different things! Marriage changes everything-you are stuck with the whole person, not just the fun parts!

Men and women are very different (in case you haven’t noticed!) Men tend to be shallower and more rooted in the moment. Women tend to be more introspective, caring, and nurturing. We plan more for the future, and just generally have a much deeper nature in all ways. It makes me laugh that most of the famous philosophers were men-the women were probably at home caring for the family and guiding him in his deep, deep thoughts (that he got credit for!) Anyway, back to our topic…

Some men are genuinely wonderful people (in some ways). Sometimes you would swear this same man had the brains of a nit- and just about as much compassion and understanding!

With all this said, many categories of men come with predictable problems, not just because of the man. Certain problems are just inherent with different habits, families, personalities, or occupations.

This book has been the result of years of observations made as a Public Health Nurse, also working in the ER, Labor and Delivery and teaching Psychology. As the years passed, I noticed, as many of you probably have also, that many men tend to fall into categories, with each category having its own set of problems.

This book was triggered by an event at work-the Momma’s Boy of a co-worker was engaged. Looking at the invitation sent to our office(with a lovely picture of the couple) was a horrifying experience-I saw myself years earlier, and knew exactly what kind of hell that poor girl was going to marry into! That started a cascade of thoughts about types of men to avoid.

At around the same time I emailed an author about a book of hers that I loved, mentioning that I liked to write. She said “Only you can write your book”.

Well, this book took over my life-I would dream of types of men-and wake up to write them down. In the bathtub, types would pop into my mind, and I would scribble them down as soon as I stepped out. I wanted to be done, but kept thinking of different types.

I felt that if I could save ONE woman from a bad marriage, then I would be happy!

So here I am, sharing this on your blog-I hope it helps someone, or at least makes you laugh! If you read this book, please email me your thoughts at susanconner99@gmail.com-I would love to hear from you!

Here is the link to my book: “Never Marry a Momma’s Boy, and 62 other men to avoid like the plague!”

http://www.amazon.com/Never-Marry-Mommas-Boy-plague/dp/148119240X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1359240586&sr=8-1&keywords=never+marry+a+momma%27s+boy

The Wise Woman Reduces Her Exposure To Certain Men

Before I get started, I must post my disclaimer regarding men and women. I write from my own experience. As a heterosexual female, my experiences are with men. I fully admit that most men would have a few things to say about women. I understand that the following behaviors can be attributed to men OR women. Also, I know that all men are not the idiots that I am referring to here. I know a few really decent men and I am quite sure that most of the men in my family are NOT evil. My family is a bit "different", but I bet most families have some decent men in them, as does my family. But, that's no fun to write about on a divorce blog. So, here's hoping that I don't offend the decent members of the male species...and to the others...go pound sand.

OK...the following red flags are NEVER flukes...they are ALWAYS a part of a pattern that only gets worse so please ladies, pay close attention to the following glowing red flags:

1. You're in a car with a man who smokes and he actually LOCKS the passenger controller that raises and lowers the passenger window...always...even after you've asked him nicely to allow you control to the window to the fresh air.

2. Have you ever heard about men who don't want their women to lose weight? They don't really say, "DON'T LOSE WEIGHT!"...they just bug the heck out of you until you eat. They seem to worry more about your diet than you do. If you serve them dinner when they're hungry and you don't eat at the same time, they get annoyed and have all sorts of reasons why you're rude for not eating with them...whether you're hungry or not. And to top it off, you only cooked for them, you weren't hungry in the first place.
3. If he does something that bothers you, you should be able to tell him and he should want to know about it. He should not blame everything that bothers YOU on the fact that he's tired, the fact that he has "stuff on his mind" or the fact that somehow, you provoked the behavior in the first place. Real men WANT to know how you feel, red-flaggers just want you to shut-up.

4. Watch out for men who ask you what's wrong and after you tell them they shout, "Why is it always MY fault!" You never bitched, you were just dumb enough to answer their question.

5. They act like an idiot and then tell you that you should be more understanding. After all, he just woke up, he doesn't feel well or he isn't in a good mood. Naturally, no excuse YOU could ever come up with excuses ANYTHING you might say or do...but you had better be understanding when they act like a jerk.

6. When you put on makeup, do you hear, "Why are you getting all dolled up?" When you're putting on shoes and socks, do you hear, "Where are you going?" When your phone rings, do you hear, "Who is it?" Is he more concerned about your phone calls and your social life than you are?

7. Does he try to get "answers" out of you by saying things like, "You might as well admit it, the neighbors saw you!"

8. Is he pushy about joining your social media outlets? Does he ask who your friends are? Has he ever discussed you with other people using information that you shared with him out of trust? Does he have NO respect for your privacy? When you assert your desire for privacy, do you hear things like, "If you have nothing to hide, why don't you just tell me?"

9. Is he into the never-ending date? Does he pick you up on Friday and stay with you until Monday? Does he "love" you before he has a chance to find out if you have a criminal record?

10. Do you find people suddenly staying away from you? Your family, his family or anyone else...people seem to dislike you for no reason. Do you wonder what is he telling people about you?

I could go on forever but I'll stop at this 10. Next, I'll post a bunch of comments you should never here.

The wedding announcement from my great-grandparents' wedding...

DILLON-MANNING

After Rev. Sullivan had concluded the regular service at the Methodist Church Sunday night and the benediction had been pronounced, Rev. J. R. McKinney stepped into the pulpit and requested the audience to be seated, and made the announcement that another couple were in waiting who wanted to be married. The contracting parties, who had decided to cast their lots together in life, for better or worse, were Mr. George Dillon and Miss Mattie Manning, two of our well known and popular young people. The ceremony was performed in the orthodox manner of the Church of God; Mr. McKinney meeting the bridal party at the door and repeating the service as he led the way to the alter. The pleasing manner in which the service was conducted dispelled the solemnity which usually marks such occasions but the matrimonial knot was effectually and quickly tied, and with an la vocation of divine blessing the ceremony ended. The entire audience immediately besieged the happy pair and extended their heartiest congratulations. The bride was beautifully attired in a dress of white and her countenance radiated the light that shown in her heart; the groom wore conventional black, and his smiling face portrayed the happiness of the acquisition of a joy for life.


And you know, they stayed married until she died right before Pearl Harbor prompting many in the family to say, "Thank God Me-maw wasn't here to see that." (I said the same thing less than 3 months after my own mother died in June of 2001.) I never met Me-maw  but I spent a lot of time on Pa-paw's lap. I was only one of 27 great-grandchildren but he always made me feel special  I adored him. He had been a blacksmith for years but when the automobile revolution took away his main business of shoeing horses, he didn't bitch, join a union or ask the government to help him...he simply became a carpenter and began his second career as such. What a kind a gentle old man...and what an amazingly strong lap.

Roanoke Virginia...

I left your nestled valley many years ago. You were finally becoming my “home” until I had to leave you. I always had a friend to call when my car broke down or when my love life would hit a bump and bottom out. You were my summer vacations when I was a child and my home when I became an adult. When I first became a resident of Roanoke, I stuck my noses up at all the silly hicks that were everywhere. Then I broke my nose falling in the parking lot of The Pancake House. I had become a silly hick. I couldn’t have been happier.

Where else can you say The Pancake House or The Weiner Stand and have everybody know what you mean? I love this town! A ride on the Blue Ridge Parkway can turn into an adventure. A visit to the Mill Mountain Zoo can turn into a charming 20 minutes. I’ll never forget that big hunk of cheese shaped thing in Dixie Caverns. When I think of Heaven, I imagine a jelly bean section just like the one at Macado’s. I went to Hollins College just so that I could say, “I went to Hollins College.” I actually took classes at Virginia Western and met Bonnie, the best college buddy a girl could ask for. I smile just thinking about this stuff.

There is no place in the world better for catching fireflies and even now I can smell Roanoke in the morning. I can see the slug trails glistening on the sidewalk in the morning sun. I remember learning to fish at Carvin's Cove as a child. I learned to love fishing at Smith Mountain Lake as an adult. I even went deer hunting once although I never did learn to enjoy that. I finally learned to navigate the funky streets of the metropolitan area but I still can’t picture the whole thing in my head. A major turning point in my navigational training was when I figured out that Brandon Avenue turns into Apperson Road which turns into Colorado Street and that part, if not all of it is considered U.S. 11. U.S. 11 is also at the other end of town as part of Williamson Road. Nostalgia for poor road planning, I simply must get back there more often.

I experienced many firsts in Roanoke. I saw my first heater built into a floor. My first (and only) lawn decorated in the Elvis motif. I bought my first NEW car there. Then I was stopped for driving with no license plates. I had the plates, but the factory didn’t punch out the holes to screw them into. So, I just threw them in the back seat and figured that would be good enough. Apparently it was, the cop just put the plates on my car and didn’t give me a ticket. He could have been a jerk, but instead he just helped me out.

It was in Roanoke that I learned how to get a flat tire fixed; just stand behind the car with a couple pieces of a jack, and a confused look upon your female face. Before the fifth car passes, some southern gentleman will stop and help. :) I flat-footed and two-stepped for the first time but I never did learn to line dance, I usually had a date.

I wasn’t looking when I learned to love Roanoke so I don’t know how it happened. I remember suffering a severe separation anxiety when I moved away that hasn’t entirely left me yet. I'm stuck in a strange land and I miss my friends so I visit Roanoke when I can and when I do, I ALWAYS hear, “Hey girl! How are you!” It may be in the store, the mall, a restaurant, anywhere. But some friendly face always seems to pop up.

If there are people who don’t like Roanoke, give it time, you will. And for those who love the Mill Mountain Star, don’t feel badly when people laugh at it. Just tell them that the folk in Marietta, Georgia have a Big Chicken and they are more than a little proud of that. The radio stations here are no better than yours and they have a sportscaster guy who actually spray paints his head.

The only endearing quality that I have found here is that there are no Redskins fans. You can keep them. Apparently, no one else wants them. I can see the Cubs play, unfortunately (except for 2003!!!!) the Braves usually beat them here. I can fish here, I just haven’t found any good spots yet. But I try to make a day of it because, as you taught me well, there isn’t any excuse for anyone to be sad and lonely in Roanoke, the people are the best! I will be seeing you soon, I promise.

I told him not to give me a shot...

After my last ball went in, I brought the cue off the end rail and set up a straight-in (but a LOT of green!) shot on the 8-ball. I love this game.

Whatever!

The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong.

HMM...what is THIS crap a sign of?

So, when I do laundry, I do laundry. From the time the clothes begin the first load, to the last load folded or hung up, all I see is laundry. I wash it all together, dry it and put it away appropriately. But others (like my one-time laundry partner) see a pile of shit wrapped up in their clothing. They pull it all out one at a time, going out of their way to avoid any articles of clothing, be they socks, jeans or towels, that they will not personally be donning.

I never said anything because I'm very upfront and honest and I find that when I think I'm reasonably discussing a controversial issue, people get angry...c'est la vie. But that doesn't mean I'm not wondering ..what is that crap a sign of?