The word has been getting an awful lot of attention lately


[To say that I’m a fan of Richard Sherman is an understatement]

Who is questioning whether it’s a racial slur? It’s simple; there are people who have voiced a distaste for the word, regardless if you want to call it a racial slur or not, it’s disrespectful.

I don’t appreciate being called a slut because I’m a female. There are white people who don’t like the word honky, either. Kid’s probably don’t like being called, little shits.


At some point, I hope society as a whole can grow the #uck up and realize that we’re all PEOPLE. All shapes, sizes, ages, colors & education levels make bad decisions & live in ways that functional members of society have to deal with. We [as mature adults] need to be held to a higher standard.

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What are we teaching the younger generations when trying to decide if Thug is a racial slur or not makes NATIONAL NEWS? If anything is ever going to change, we’re going to have to work together as one big society of people and come to a solution that trumps name calling. I’ve been outspoken in regards to the Baltimore Riots and the medias coverage of it. Things are not being shown because every outlet wants to give it’s viewers the most dramatic story & now we’re focusing on a word?

[29 Moments That Show Another Side Of The Baltimore Riots]

I may be naive or disgustingly optimistic, but I refuse to believe there are more bad than good people in this country. The bad, unfortunately, just seem to get more attention.

I Want To Understand The Incomprehensible

News stories that involve awful parents & kids in unfortunate situations are nothing foreign to the typical Nancy Grace fan, such as myself.

It’s almost shameful that it’s a form of entertainment. It doesn’t bring pleasure, or happiness when they describe what’s happened to innocent children who don’t stand a chance. As a mother, or possibly just as a [normal] human being I have a hard time comprehending how anyone can knowingly & willingly harm someone so harmless. It’s brought to an entirely different level when the offense is being committed by one of the few people the victim is supposed to be protected by

Early Thursday morning a beautiful 5 year old girl, named Phoebe Jonchuck was thrown off a bridge in Florida by her father, John Jonchuck.

According to the Tampa Bay Times:

Jonchuck asked Torres [his custody attorney] to read a Bible in Swedish. He told her she was God, the Creator. He asked Torres to accompany him to a church so he could be baptized. She refused, and he told her to stop the case.

“Don’t file the paperwork,” he told her. “It’s not going to matter anymore.”

“He’s out of his mind, and he has a minor child with him driving to the church now,” Torres told a 911 operator afterward.

Hillsborough County sheriff’s deputies found Jonchuck and Phoebe at St. Paul’s Catholic Church on N Dale Mabry Highway, where he was meeting with a priest to join the flock.

Jonchuck told them God had spoken to him in the past, according to a Sheriff’s Office report. He said that “he did not feel like hurting himself or anyone else.”

Deputies determined he was healthy, not a threat, and that Phoebe appeared happy.


I can’t help but wonder if the police knew the caliber of that 911 call. I question what they thought he meant when he said, “It’s not going to matter anymore”. 

It didn’t take long for this to make national news.

Blogger, Janie Porter very gracefully authored an open letter that quickly went viral to this little girl; she said and challenged what so many of us wish we had the ability to.

It’s not fair that my son can say, “Mama?” in his sweet, hollow, innocent tone, and I can respond immediately, but you didn’t have anyone to call on during the most terrifying final seconds of your life.

When I was younger I believed that parental instinct was a natural thing that happened to everyone who procreated. Something I’ve learned is that people actually exist who are incapable of providing the type of love deserved to children that they brought into this world. These selfish beings do not know how to place any individual in front of themselves.

I want to know what justice will be served for the innocent kids who depend on the county & government to protect them when their parents choose not to. I want to know what these monsters have to say for themselves. I want to understand the incomprehensible. Rarely does the punishment fit the crime & seldom after the justice system has ran its course do I feel any better about these tragedies.

This is the reason these heart wrenching stories become a part of me; the reason why I can’t shake them. Who was there for Caylee Anthony? Who was there for Haleigh Cummings?

Who was there for Phoebe Jonchuck?


I remember my dad always saying…

You need a license to fish. You need a license to drive a vehicle. You need a license tend a bar…

Any John, Dick, Harry or Mary can have a kid.

And now it makes sense.

When Is The Last Time You Thought About Mrs. Doubtfire?

I bet it has been a fairly significant amount of time.

No, I’m not a closet Mrs. Doubtfire fan. What happened was, I scrolling through my Facebook news-feed and noticed this:

UntitledImmediately, these are my thoughts…

Wow, Robin Williams is old…

I like his glasses…

Wait…24 years?

That can’t be right….

Weellll, I am going to be 30 this year…

That could be right. I better check…

(Yeah, I did have to use the calculator to figure out 2014 minus 1993…in case you were wondering)

Whew… It hasn’t been 24 years.

It’s been 21…………….

Ugh, That’s still a really long time.

Not really any better… I’m still going to be 30 this year. 

ANYWAY… apparently a sequel could be in the works…

Not sure how that would work seeing how the cat’s already outta the bag… Can they really do that again?

The real question is, Why do I care? 

All I know is that I feel old.