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Thanksgiving

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I’ve never thought Thanksgiving was a special day. I think we should be thankful everyday, and if anyone knows about giving thanks every day of the year, it’s me. I don’t appreciate the same people bitching about CHOICES, pontificating to me about taking choices via boycotts. If I want to shop on Thanksgiving, I will. Get back to me, when you’re willing to talk about Sunday’s“….Ronnie on her page.

Thanksgiving?

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We don’t need an entire column dedicated to the teachings of Giving Thanks, or maybe we do….it seems to be a very touchy subject. Thanksgiving is nice, don’t get me wrong…but I’ve never really considered it Sacred, like I do Christmas, or Easter, and yet I don’t see the freaking jackasses making threats against retailers who open their doors, on those days. I’ll be damned if I let a subset of society make choices for me, especially when they’re so very stupid about making their own decisions. How about we don’t push values on each other? You don’t take away my Thanksgiving shopping, and I won’t tell you how to clean your room! Thanksgiving…..It’s not a real holiday to me. If you wanna celebrate it, fine, but don’t make me stay at home after dinner, because you’re worried about an employee that CHOSE to work at a company open that day.

I give thanks EVERYDAY! There’s been so much in my life, and I’ve learned that if I can’t be thankful at the beginning of everyday, then I’ll be thankful at the end of it. Listen, I don’t begrudge you the act of enjoying a little turkey, watching the game, enjoying family time, I think we should all be doing that, I just don’t think you, as the minority, should tell a retailer that they have to close their doors that day….especially when you don’t have an issue with those doors being open on Sunday. I find it ironic, that in a society so worried about CHOICE, some are willing to limit other’s while protecting their own……..Also, with 60 million Christians in this country alone, you’d think that more would support the push for recognizing Easter…but hey, I don’t judge!

So, here’s the thing, you wanna boycott? Boycott…it’s your right, but shut your freaking mouth when it comes to preaching about Thanksgiving. It’s not a real holiday, just like Caitlyn is not a real woman…..If you’re waiting for the 4th Thursday of November to stop and reflect upon all you have, then you friend, have greater problems than simply being angry at retailers. I’ll eat my dinner, watch the Cowboys, then I’ll get my ass up, and go pick fights at Wal-Mart, and I’ll do it, because I can. If you’re reading this, and you’re offended, I’m sorry (not really), but honestly, this is a free country. We are free to speak, write, opine and WORK where ever we want…..if you work for a retailer that you KNOW is open on Thanksgiving…..and you have to work THANKSGIVING….then YOU have some reflections do to, NOT ME!…Thanksgiving…do it everyday…..be thankful every day……..Now excuse me….I’m looking over the ads, and trying to determine which retailer gets the privilege of my visit. It’s not the same as home, but I’ll make it mine…..I just don’t have bail money. Be Blessed.

Remember you set The Tone, you ARE the Example. BE KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those who cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete, enjoy your Thursday.

 

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I’m Thankful For Me

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“Would you like me to recite it for you?” Stylist talking to Ronnie.

 

The best movies are the ones you didn’t mean to watch, the best experiences are the ones you didn’t mean to have, and the best life is the one you didn’t mean to live. Turning on the television early one Saturday am, I noted that Merrill must have been watching Turner Classic Movies the night before, because a black and white film was on with a very young Jimmy Stewart, Mickey Rooney, and Judy Garland. It was about the Ziegfeld Folly Broadway Dancers (?). I don’t know what it was called, whateves, but I was transfixed by the glamour, the style, the brutalness of the material…From 3:30am until 6am that Saturday morning, I watched that movie and I loved it. Getting my hair chopped off last night, the stylist recited a poem she wrote to me..It was powerful, and it was powerful, because she wrote it as she was coming out of her own pit of despair….Life, is not the “One Week in Disney that you planned all year” experiences, but what happens, when you’re minding your business. I’m Thankful For Me….and if you give me a second, I’ll expound.

Aside from the obvious I gotta tell ya, there’s much to be thankful for. I grant you, we should celebrate our blessings more than one day each year, but for whatever reason, it’s all concentrated into one day. I don’t find Thanksgiving to be sacred like some of my friends, but if they find it sacred, I’ll respect their thoughts. I LIKE shopping on Thanksgiving….LOL, but like Paul said, “All things are lawful for me”….he goes on, “If you think it’s wrong, and you do it, it’s wrong”….and whoops, I digressed. I’m not thankful for ME, that is my persona, because that would be WRONG, I’m thankful for being me the person surrounded by so many prayers and thoughts. Do any of you honestly believe that I’d be able to do anything I do, without any of you with me? LOL, nope. Sometimes, I see the status’ of others on FB, desperate for someone to reach out and tell them they’re loved, and I’m saddened….because I know what’s it’s like to be that girl begging for someone to play with….sigh, but I’ll never be that person again. I have no idea why God chose to bless me with so much, but I try to treat the blessing with care…I try to remain humble and grateful…..because what good is gold, if you have no one to share it with…?

I lose my breath when I think of all the things that could have been. Do you know babies die of seizures? Two of my good friends lost husbands to MI’s….I almost wish God would just take my life in trade for Merrill’s just so I wouldn’t have to worry about him so much….Asking us what we thought the scariest movie of all time was, Sweetness didn’t understand when his father said, “Son, we’ve lived though sh*t far scarier than Hollywood could write”. The nefarious activities of Columbus Day Weekend 2013 wasn’t limited to Duchess…there’s another story we’ve never told the world because we can’t, but know that both daughters…both… were in danger that weekend…see the fear of losing your baby is bad enough, but then…THEN…to be a witness to losing them…..I was annoyed when I drove to Champaign to retrieve Merrill from the ER two weeks ago…I honestly thought he was simply dehydrated and I had a lecture prepared for him…he was gonna get a good WHAT FOR from me….but when the RN met me at the door and said, “I was going to call you” I yelled at him, “HOLD UP Slick! That’s the wrong tone. He’s just dehydrated. You’re getting ready to mess up my life”….My greatest fear, is that I’ll wake up tomorrow and all this was just a dream….that I really did lose my two daughters that weekend, that I really did lose my husband two weeks ago….Some of you understand, and I’m sorry for your pain. I’m Thankful for Me is the principal of YOU. Like Judy Garland rising up from the circle of dancers, I didn’t rise alone, but with the support of the others. I’ll never be able to repay the kindness of strangers, the prayers of friends, the action of family….whether each of you know it or not, you fulfilled the Greatest Commandment…You loved me…there is no more a noble cause than that…..The stylist last night had had her share of trauma, she had tricked me into talking to her, she understood my pain, so she said to me, “I get it, and it’s humbling” knowing something powerful was coming I remained silent….”But when you’re on your knees because you’ve hit rock bottom and have no strength to continue, that’s when the real power comes. It’s ironic that the position of weakness, is really the position of strength and only the loved see it”…..BOOM…..I am nothing without any of you, and if you could see the tears in my eyes right now, you’d know I’m being sincere….I only hope there’s another out there right now, that I can minister too one day…for your gifts are greater than Chanel….Have a great Thanksgiving. Enjoy your day with family….look around and be humble for what you have, because material comes and goes, but friends, family and strangers are forever….I’m Thankful For Me, because I’m thankful for YOU…and on that note….I’ll end. Be Blessed.

Remember you set the Tone, you ARE the Example. BE KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those whom cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete, enjoy your Thanksgiving.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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What Are YOU Thankful For

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Oh!!!!” Ronnie upon seeing the stacks of Private Messages sent to her, by those wanting to be included….Well Done Friends….Well Done.

I, sometimes, write these things ahead of time. Like the organized, crock pot mothers, whom make me sick, I try to stay organized in case chaos reigns in my life; which it does, quite often. I digressed. My Thanksgiving column was written a long time ago, so I needed an article for Thanksgiving Eve….That’s where my readers come in….LOL, from time to time when I have Writer’s Block, I’ll either write about how much I appreciate someone, or I’ll give the reigns over to those whom follow me on Facebook….I’m always a little leery when I do that (see picture) because people will write things that are, shall we say, nefarious? It’s like they’re trying to shock the shocker, and there I go again. Creating a status last night, titled, “What are YOU Thankful For” I asked for people to PM me their blessings…some made me laugh, some made me cry….but all were worth it….Ladies and Gentlemen, the column YOU wrote, What are YOU Thankful For, starts in 3, 2, 1:

10. This man suffered the same type of heart attack as Merrill, and like Merrill, he lived to tell the story. He’s been actively involved in following our therapies, and he’s been GREAT at just listening…he knows about Chocolate Milk, and asking the doctor if it’s okay….YEP, if anyone knows Merrill…it’s this guy. I am thankful that my wife had the sense to see something was very wrong with me and took me to the hospital 2.5yrs ago. Thankful that I’m alive today because of it.” (James Jeunelot)….We’re also thankful you’re alive- Thank your wife for Merrill. 

9. “I am thankful for sunrises and sunsets. Just to watch and enjoy the simple things. Reminds us not to take a moment for granted” (Amy McQuown, Merrill’s 1st cousin). Truth is, one should never take any moment for granted…you only get a limited number of seconds….Amy and I had that brutally made clear to us….#truthbomb

8. “am thankful for God giving me life then me giving my kids life. God teaching me hard life lessons and letting my son live and be brought back to us 5 times. To doctors and nurses that change lifes caring for the sick. My family blood or not for always being there through the good and bad. And lastly my new granddaughter that will teach me new lessons. God is so awesome and amazing thank him the most.” (Wendy Browning Richards) Wendy subs my classes, and has been teaching while I’m on sabbatical. She knows what we’re going through….her thankfulness is our thankfulness….

7. “I’m thankful for vodka” (Anonymous) Yes well, I am too, and while I haven’t had any in a while, I hear the Fluffy Marshmallow is pretty good. Suggestions?

6. “I’m thankful for Merrill because without him, you’d have nothing to write” (Anonymous). At first I was offended, but then the more I thought about it, the more I realized they liked reading nefarious stuff about Merrill. I am blessed that Merrill lets me make fun of him…we are the perfect couple…. the only person I don’t write about is Princess…trust me, there’s plenty of mess to go around.

5. “You stayed in school“. (Classmate)….Yes well, after finding out the final covers 695 pages of sh*t, I’m not so sure, but your encouragement is noble.

4. “Our dog came home safe“. (Friend of a FB Friend). I get it. I do. Several years ago, our beloved Winnie (RIP Good Girl) was hit by a car and ran off. The longest night of my life (4th longest night) was spent walking the small village looking for her. She came home the next day with a concussion. I’m glad your doggie came home…that’s a happy ending.

3. “Family!” (Friend of FB Friend). Yes, family is important. Merrill has a family the populace of a small city, my family not so big, but the both came together for us….I too am thankful for family.

2. “I am thankful for forever friends and the quirks and cares that come with them. The conversations that only forever friends can have, daily or years apart, that pick up right where they left off. I am thankful for the memories that only a forever friend can create. And, I am thankful for the color RED!” PS- She’s always called me RED..she means me 🙂  (Mona Galapon Wilson)…I freakin love this girl. Ever want to know what Ronnie was like in her early 20’s? This girl is your go to, but easy…she’ll never “traitor” me….not for a million dollars….well okay for a million dollars…..but remember she may know where my bodies are buried, but I helped her bury a few too…She was my Matron of Honor at the nuptials of Merrill and I….I LOVE HER…Mo, we gotta get together.

1. So this one needs a small introduction. It’s hard when a bird leaves the nest. You spend your entire life doing nothing but focusing on them, then one day, they grow up and make big girl decisions and BOOM….your role changes. When both Princesses left home, I cried for 3 weeks….Christiana is responsible for the web page you read today….her heart is proud and broken because her daughter’s leaving to serve our country…a noble cause, and I’m proud….and sad for her too…Christina Milburn…you did good kid….now let this baby bird fly….

To My Dearest Trena, my first true love in life – When we watched you walk out the door for bootcamp this morning, our hearts shattered. We will think of you many times during the day. We will miss you and we will shed tears. We will remember your caffeine fueled story telling. We will remember your laugh. We will remember that this journey is important to you. We will remember that you are fierce. We will remember that you will be home soon. With more love and pride than I ever thought possible, Mom.” Christina’s love letter to her baby girl….I swear my allergies were acting up.

What Are YOU Thankful For? Well, whatever it is, I’m thankful for you. It’s crazy….The feedback, even from the trolls, is so precious to me, and I just want you all to have an amazing day tomorrow, to live your life, to appreciate whose in it. I’m thankful for you…all of you….who’d have thought we’d be here 4 years later?…Holy Cow, you guys need to get a life…and on that note I’ll end with Thank you…I love you. Be Blessed.

Remember you set the Tone, you ARE the example. Be KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those whom cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete, enjoy your Thanksgiving Eve….You guys are crazy….:)

 

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I Miss It

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Do I have a picture of my kids? Let’s put it this way, if any one of them came up missing, all I’d have to do is text the milk carton“…Ronnie….it’s a little offensive, I know.

When the winds of change come, and they will in about a month from now, everybody and their brother will be on the “I gotta get in shape” bandwagon. Shoot I ain’t mad at them, there came a time when overweight and fed up, I too went looking for a program that would make me look like a VS model too….I found one, in kickboxing. I Miss it. I haven’t taught a class, since the “incident” and my body, as gracious as it was has now run out of patience with me….like a toddler, “Mommy, mommy, mommy” it has now begun to remind me that I’m in my 40’s, no spring chicken, and that I need to get back out and be an inspiration to others. Where the mind goes, the body follows, and when the body follows, all your dreams come true…I Miss It….bet I’ll pay dearly, when I get back on board….

What I miss the most is running. You have to be a runner to understand what it is about running that so enamoring. A few years back, I ran in the Color Run here…damned near killed me, but it was so spiritual, that I never forgot what it was like to cleanse the mind of all toxins. I’ve been seeking that detox program since…. See, in Cellular Respiration, the by-product of said burning of glucose, is Lactose…the body can go for only a short time with a Lactose build up…it seems like my life, has been running on Lactose toxins. It won’t get me much farther…I mean, I’m not kidding when I admit that I haven’t eaten much since the incident….my kids have, Merrill has….but I KNOW I’ve been so very busy with school, school and the family, that I guess taking care of the mind…hasn’t been a priority…which is a shame because the mind controls all….I’ve just been giving the toddler candy….eventually…..it won’t be enough….

So, my phone is CONSTANTLY reminding me that I’m out of memory. What it WANTS me to do is download the pictures and delete them off , but what I do, is delete apps I enjoy; which sucks, because the memory a Wal-Mart app holds, doesn’t match the memory that thousands of pictures have…So instead of doing what I need to do; which is ask Merrill to help me down my pics, I’ll simply buy a new phone. Sounds reasonable right? Well, we do that with our bodies. “I want to lose weight, but instead of searching for diet and exercise programs I can complete, I’ll simply starve myself” which I understand, but eventually, like my phone, you’ll run out…and then they’ll be no other apps to delete…You get it. The mind is the ONLY entity capable of controlling the body, and if you thought the toddler was bad, let your body run amuck, and see what happens. So…I want to run….I want to feel the blood rushing throughout every cell in my body…I want to feel my body give over after I’ve made it submit….I….want…to….RUN. I Miss It….! Gotta go. Don’t don’t delete apps that make no difference…..get out and do the work. Besides, you know a month from now, you’ll be texting me wanting to join my kickboxing program…..Shoot, if I keep going like this, I’ll want to join it too…I’m here for you…delete the right app….control your body….Be Blessed.

Remember you set The Tone, you ARE the Example. BE KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those whom cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete, enjoy your Tuesday.

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Licensed To Ill

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Oh my God, he is so FINE!” Ronnie upon seeing Ad Rock for the first time. I dunno, Mike D was a cutie too….

So, Ad Rock is a liberal now, and somehow I don’t think we’d get along…..that’s okay….we have Germany. 30 years….30 years….30 YEARS ago, Licensed To Ill was released, and it’s like some one had placed the album (we didn’t have CD’s yet…did we?) in a pile, surrounded it with gasoline and BOOM it took off…kinda like, oh I dunno, a Kinder Egg smuggling party at a Zwei High Reunion. Ronnie was, at one time, a teenager, and Ronnie spent her formidable years in a little country called Germany, and Ronnie, for all Intensive Purposes ( I know) had the Beastie Boy’s to guide her through the roughest years of her life…LOL….it wasn’t so bad….but it makes me really nostalgic this am, for you see we are upon the season of Thanksgiving, and I don’t know what YOU did back in the World, but WE….WE ate like kings, while we tried to show some sense of American normalcy to the GI’s stuck in Germany. Licensed to Ill….because one could not be Ill, without a License to do so….

I know the album forward, backward, and inside out. She’s Crafty, Brass Monkey, Hold it Now, Paul Revere, Girls, No Sleep To Brooklyn, and of course, Fight For Your Right….but SMH what did we have to fight for? It’s comical, but kinda cool at the same time that we made up so much teenage strife….. Anywho, the BI (bowling alley) had this video machine, and when License To Ill came out, the one video that was played, over and over and over and over was, the flagship single, Fight For Your Right. We LOVED the stories in the little teenaged magazines from America about the Beastie’s touring with Public Enemy, and, destroying hotel rooms, pulling out giant Penile statues on stage (I have no idea), and all the melee they were causing, and our little teeny bop girls hearts would just wish they’d tour Germany so we too, could see their penile statues. Ya know, I’m one of the cool kids now, and yet, here I am, wishing I could see them in concert again…Alas, it isn’t meant to be. After the death of MCA, the remaining group members swore they’d never tour again. Sigh.

It’s November…Ahhhh, taking you back to Zweibrucken and the Benetton sweatshirts, the Swatch watches, the hair cuts, the crisp air, the BI, November in Germany. Our dads wanted to make sure their soldiers had somewhere to go for the holiday. I remember the uncomfortable GI’s in our home….how I wasn’t allowed to talk to any of them….going out to The Heirsh later that evening, because Germany doesn’t have Thanksgiving….it was just a time of innocence, a time of exploration, (within the boundaries of the border of course), and a time of the Beastie’s….even the most hardcore of our Rocker friends…..and let me tell you….I don’t mean Lover Boy…I mean DIO, Slayer, Metallica….yeah, even THOSE guys, loved the Beasties, because their message was funky fly fresh…”Get out, be a teenager, and tear some sh*t UP”….I mean, who couldn’t get behind that, especially at 17? So I look back at my youth in Germany….and I sigh. We’re missing a few Brats, some of us are dealing with our own health issues, some of us, are on hard times…and I’m sorry….but united, we have the message of the Beastie Boys, whom epitomized our youth, whom looked into the camera and said, “Mom, you’re jealous, it’s the Beastie Boys”….Would I go back? Would I roam the halls of Zwei High one more time? Would I be 17, lost and confused as the Ronnie within developed? Ugh, I dunno….I mean could I have Pammy P and Sanchez by my side? If so, then maybe…but I have Licensed To Ill, and I can JAM it from my Escalade, speakers pounding, windows rolled down, and KNOW that all the bystander’s on the sidewalk….. know the words too….Licensed To Ill is 30? Yes well, Ronnie is 46 and all I can say is thank you Beastie’s…..the memories were sweet, the music sweeter, and if you’re ever in BFE Danville look me up…I owe you a beer….but um, the local police don’t like any hijinks….leave the phallic statues at home. Sigh, boys will be boys. Be Blessed.

Remember you set the Tone, you ARE the Example. BE KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those whom cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete, enjoy your Wednesday…..

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Can I Say It Now?

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Can I say it now? Can I now officially regress to that little girl, whom has a love for all things Milk of Human Kindness….The girl, who decorated the little white tree with red soft lights, and copper ornaments? Can I be the lass, who stood in the doorway, while my namesake was still struggling to awaken itself, and gaze upon the wonders of all the brightly colored packages? Grandma struggling to make her coffee and eagerly anticipating, HERSELF, the opening of the gifts. The very girl who received an Atari 2600 console, hidden behind the television floor console, with the rabbit ears and knobs that only pliers could change……the Ozarkian girl…… CAN I SAY IT NOW?

Screw it, I don’t care. Merry Christmas. Come all ye who are still young at heart and play in my Holiday Wonderland. Come all ye who giggle with giddy elation as the trees go up in Kmart in November. Come all ye, whom look at a blightful soul and offer a blessing for their Daily Bread. Come out, come out, where ever you are, and join me in what is the Most Wonderful Time of the Year. I’ve patiently waited through the Naysayers, I’ve endured the Bah Humbugs of the Thanksgiving Season, I’ve read, watched, IGNORED the posts begging we don’t shop on the Day of Thanks…..I’ve done all that out of RESPECT, and NOW I can be has Joyfully Obnoxious as I want…..Frankly, I don’t care if you say Happy Holiday’s, Merry Christmas, or Go Away, because this isn’t about YOU…it’s about me…and my RELATIONSHIP with a baby, a manger, a family, and a God….you work out your mess….leave mine alone.

Love it or hate it, Christmas is no apathetic season. It’s running in the snow covered streets, getting a second chance at life while realizing what’s important….well…that DOES kinda sound like, “It’s a Wonderful Life”, but it IS a Wonderful Life….Tony Bennett said best, It IS the Freaking Most Wonderful Time of the Year, and by GOLLY I waited……I WAITED to say it, so go pound sand if you don’t like it……Merry Christmas Friends. May the Joy, Peace, Magic and Promise of the Season……greet you and yours today and every day we celebrate the birth, the beautiful immaculate birth….in a manger. The first A-hole that mentions that Jesus was born in the Spring gets to stepping….because I will not….tolerate any harshing of my mellow this season. This is my horse, I’m riding this stud, go troll someone else. Can I say it NOW? Merry Christmas friends…..it’s time…to get my Joy On. Be Blessed. Remember you set the Tone, you ARE the Example. BE KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those who cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete, Merry Christmas….enjoy your Friday.

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When Did We Stop Being Right?

The Verdict Is In. The Customer is no longer right.
The Verdict Is In. The Customer is no longer right.

I wasn’t very nice to the young man behind the Enterprise Rental counter yesterday, but in my defense, I’ve never been a fan of Enterprise, and frankly, his insistence that something was “company policy” was really just a dare for me to defy it. We’ve come upon a generation of babies not properly empowered by company management, then they’re thrown to the wolves, or worse, me, and they flounder like a fish out of water. We do a great disservice to these baby managers, when we pay them a small living wage then stick them out into Gen Pop and expect them to field the attitudes of nasty people like me. I gotta ask, When Did We Stop Being Right?

The customer stopped being right when the customer allowed for all the supercenters, super malls, superstores and supermen. The Moms and Pops stores, who rose and fell on our word of mouth were killed off for “all products all day”. Someone had to staff these mega complexes, someone had to pay for all the service we demanded, something had to go….SERVICE. We had the Blue Laws in the Ozarks; which simply stated that if one did not NEED the service, one would not get the service. Stores and non-essential facilities were closed on Sunday, the day of rest, but WE wanted our Walmart on Sunday. We NEEDED our Walmart on Sunday. Walmart obliged. I find it ironic, that there’s a Facebook movement to boycott all the stores open on Thanksgiving, but no one batted an eye when those same stores are/were open on Sunday. Really? It’s the right horse, wrong cart, and frankly, these business no more care about our boycott than they care about being open on Sunday, because there are those who will shop….on Thanksgiving. Myself Included.

I’m picking on Walmart, but it’s any corporation really. After all, what’s ONE unhappy customer, in an ocean of fare? We’ve proven that the monster we created is now more powerful than us, otherwise, why on earth would Glamour Magazine, a magazine devoted and dedicated to all things women, a magazine created by the blood, sweat and financial tears of women, name a man, as Woman of the Year? In a Capitalistic market, the consumer drives the force, and we drove the force right into the hands of the Sith’s (Star Wars Joke). My ability to bully and force the hand of the little acne prone, not much older than my daughter himself, manager just highlighted my frustration with the whole corporation culture. So, the customer is not always right, the good guys do not always win, and frankly, the stink of arrogance is not a smell I like on me (Contrary to what some of you think). We drove this market now we can sit back and enjoy the ride. Well if you can’t beat them, join them. Do we have a 24 hour nail salon around here? I NEED my nails done. Be Blessed. Remember you set the Tone, you ARE the Example. BE KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those who cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete, enjoy your Friday.

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