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Please. At what point does the nightmare get bad enough to force you out of bed?
Detroit mother Maryanne Godboldo faces multiple felony charges and is being held on $500,000 bond after a 10-hour standoff with a heavily armed police SWAT team. Godboldo was protecting her 13-year-old daughter from unnecessary medication ordered by the state.
This is not a tv drama. It's real life.

Dark Chocolate Orange Fudge


1½ cups sugar

cup evaporated milk

¼ cup butter

7 ounces marshmallow cream

¼ teaspoon salt

2 cups bittersweet chocolate chips or chunks

1 cup semi-sweet chocolate chips or chunks

1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract

1 teaspoon pure orange extract

2 tablespoons orange zest, coarsely chopped


Combine the sugar, evaporated milk, butter, marshmallow cream and salt in a medium saucepan and bring to a boil. Reduce the heat to medium and cook for 5 minutes, stirring regularly.

Remove the pan from the heat and stir in the two different chocolates. Stir until the chocolates have melted and are well combined.

Add the vanilla and orange extracts and orange zest and stir.

Pour the fudge into a 9-inch square pan (either buttered well, lined with parchment paper or coated with a non-stick surface), spread out the fudge until smooth and let it cool. When it has set, cut the fudge into squares and enjoy. Store the fudge in an airtight container in the refrigerator.
Ohhhhh, fudge....


Of course, if yer in Chicago, you also can't send yer kid to school with a homemade lunch either....

32 weeks and counting.....
These babies are growing and KICKING like crazy!
Still on my feet, but now much slower.....

I stopped in at Starbucks yesterday for a donut.
I haven't had a donut in at least three years. But I REALLY wanted one.
The problem was, as I pulled up, three police cars did too ~ and blocked
the entrance when they jumped out of their cars and apprehended
a shifty looking guy in an old junker
of a car. I watched the scene go down but my concern was really centered
on how I was going to get into the store for my donut.

I'm just telling the truth.

I weighed the options.
Would I be able to run if something happened ~ like if this guy went crazy
and started a shootout, could I actually get away?
What if he went into Starbucks and took hostages?
What if????

I think you know how this ends.
I braved it all and stormed the joint. I got my donut.
The cops got their man.
Then I took a nap.
She's just telling the truth.


Three quarters of an hour of Jesse Ventura talking to the Disinfo guy for any of you who won't vote for Christopher Walken.