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31 Monday Dec 2012
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28 Friday Dec 2012
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inReblog on my own blog with a forward. Think it’s appropriate Obama voters reflect on what they have done.
I thought this was worth another look. Let’s close out the year reflecting on ourselves a bit. Are there any women among us over the age of 50 who voted for Obama? Have we availed ourselves to mammograms?
If so you might want to pause a moment and think about what you have wrought upon breast cancer patients too young now for mammograms and unable to afford reconstructive surgery. AL 12/28/1
Originally Published 10/21/12
The pink in my hair tips my hat to a friend who does not wish to be named. A breast cancer survivor, it’s in her rearview mirror. But the disease is before us as is the Leviathan waiting to swallow groundbreaking treatments, cures and restoration.
Her amazing smile can light up Manhattan, always has and thanks for science, love and G-D, she will sparkle for many, many years. For her trials, she loves her newly acquired…
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28 Friday Dec 2012
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I thought this was worth another look. Let’s close out the year reflecting on ourselves a bit. Are there any women among us over the age of 50 who voted for Obama? Have we availed ourselves to mammograms?
If so you might want to pause a moment and think about what you have wrought upon breast cancer patients too young now for mammograms and unable to afford reconstructive surgery.
Ready to Sacrifice Those Ladyparts?Posted on October 21, 2012
The pink in my hair tips my hat to a friend who does not wish to be named. A breast cancer survivor, it’s in her rearview mirror. But the disease is before us as is the Leviathan waiting to swallow groundbreaking treatments, cures and restoration.Her amazing smile can light up Manhattan, always has and thanks for science, love and G-D, she will sparkle for many, many years. For her trials, she loves her newly acquired 20-year-old “perkies”. Breasts are replaceable. Women are not.The president who claims to be guardian of your ladyparts has placed your breasts on the chopping block of Obamacare. If Obama is re-elected, a diagnosis via mammogram is a crapshoot. The 15 unelected IPAB panel will start mammograms later, and dole them out less frequently. The wait time for both mammograms and start of treatment will be significantly delayed. And insurance paid reconstruction will be a thing of the past. Without reconstructive surgery, Happy wife, happy life can take an ominous turn. Cancer might occupy one patient in a home, but lays claim to several victims with each case. A bleak outlook indeed for what was once vaunted as one of the most curable cancers.According to board certified plastic surgeon Dr. Martin Fox (who did not treat my friend), reconstructive surgery is a boon. “The cancer diagnosis and treatment are devastating to most women. The disfigurement and fear of loss of sexual attractiveness to their husbands are an avoidable misery. Taking that out of the equation, women do much better,” he said.Thanks to the Dr. Foxes of he world, modern science, research and a free market, the destructive removed and replace in toto. They did their job, now she finishes hers. When patient and doctor join hands and tell disease, ‘not yet’, there’s no room for fifteen unelected non-medical bureaucrats in this ballet.Cancer should not be politicized; women like my friend deserve to be held far from the fray and the pots I stir. But I will not stand by and allow such light to be snuffed out. Celebrate and pay tribute in October, but remember in November. Peddling free birth control is not woman friendly. Staying away from women, our ladyparts and our doctors IS woman friendly.Vote for women, Vote for my friend, her millions of sisters, those with us and those not. Vote for yourselves and the children and men that love you.
18 Tuesday Dec 2012
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inFact: Pre Hitler Germany was a cosmopolitan place. It is where reform Judaism was born, where Jews thrived and identified themselves first as Germans, by their professions, and religiously as Jews.
For what to have happened there, means it could happen ANYWHERE at anytime. I would imagine this was part of the reason and the thinking that initially caused the cooperation from the Jewish population that had not fled. The other of course would be they had no means by which to fight back.
Moreover, in the States, Precious Prog FDR knew what was happening and did NOTHING. So laugh all you want lefties at my arguments. I will cling to my guns and religion and you can try to wrest either from where they are firmly locked and loaded. Until the time comes when either is pried from my cold dead hands, I will use both to protect your backsides as well as mine and those whom I love.
Excuses and assurances of We just want regulations, not a ban!” or my personal favorite, “ But why do you NEED an assault rifle anyway??” are getting comical.
Sing it with me now people. We don’t want more regulations because I know good and well what happens when that camels nose wedges itself into the tent and so do you. As for assault rifles, the reason we want those is because assault rifles are what will be pointed at me if they come to take my guns.
10 Monday Dec 2012
Jane my neighbor heading out in White House Black Market. Mom of three is Epic endorsement for marathon running.
Shoes by Elle, body by Jane.
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02 Sunday Dec 2012
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Dear Muffin,
Oh, baby girl! Six years ago you were born this day. You could have fit into a teacup. I was recovering from smoking and surgery and plotting to have just you.
Eight weeks later, the worst night of your life was the best of mine, after a very rocky start. By this time, you fit into a soup pot. The one you traveled in to Petsmart so I could get you all you required to usher you from the litter into your life with us.
A quick word to all the raised eyebrows out there at me buying, not rescuing, I make no apologies for how you came to be mine. I damn near had to out bid you from a man with a pregnant girlfriend bearing a pregnant pug.
Having no clue what I was doing, I broke every rule and you proved a most patient teacher. When Gibson came along and bit me, the trainer revealed the devastating and hilarious truth that it was YOU in fact causing the problems and running the show. She commented, “She’s extremely intelligent, she’s done an excellent job of training you.”
Not much has changed in that regard over the past five years. Gibson died, and that reinforced it. I am not going to get to your last day and rue the day I didn’t make you sit at the corner before crossing the street, or roll over for a cookie.
Grow old with me Muffin; our best is yet to be.