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-thotlady
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I don’t know where to begin. Every day I struggle with the loss of my Charlotte. Poor Bogie, I am sure he is tired of my grief. I don’t blame him. We all deal with grief and loss in our own way, but mine has been going on for quite some time. As I wake up each morning and get out of bed I look down at the dog pillow where my sweet baby used to sleep. Why did she leave us so soon? Why is she not still with us? Every day I have to live with the fact that we ended her life. We made the choice. It is not right or wrong, it just is. The hardest decision in any pet owners life. Charlotte clung to life so tenaciously. She was a trouper in every sense of the word. She fought hard to stay with us. I cherish every single moment I had with her. She was the reason I got up each morning…and she was the joy that I saw each night as I turned out the light. It has been over a year that we have been without her. It hurts as much this very moment as it did the day she left us. Some will recommend I see a counselor for my grief. But what will that accomplish. Can a counselor bring back my joy, my reason for breathing each and every day? Some might say a counselor will help you feel better. But you see, I don’t want to feel better about losing Charlotte, if it means I feel better about her death, about her leaving us, about my life without her. Why would I?… how could I feel better about that? I already feel I am losing some of the memories. It makes my heart ache to lose even one small memory of my little darling girl. She was my JOY. Without her there is very little joy. Each night when I come home, I cry a little, I die a little, I feel my heart break a little. That’s the story of my dear Charlotte.  Charlotte
-thotlady P.S. I don’t want sympathy, I just needed to get these feelings written down my dear reader. No thots are needed.
Well, I finished the second book in this series. Stieg Larsson is an amazing writer. This book is by definition a page turner. So many characters, locations, intricate plot twists and turns. I don’t think I have liked a book this much in a long, long time. I read a great deal, so that is saying a lot. Now comes The Girl Who Kicked the Hornets’ Nest, the third book in the Millennium Trilogy. I have been reading these books on my Kindle for MAC. Considerably cheaper to purchase e-books than hard cover, also a little cheaper than soft cover. Lisbeth Salander. Quite a character. I found myself always rooting for her. Even when she gets violet, there is always good reason for the violence. She is one tough cookie. I found the behind the scenes glimpse into publishing a magazine very informative. Research, research, research being the key ingredient in a good story. Boy, this was a good story. Of course I had to continually refer to an on-line currency converter to to keep up with all the money references in the book. 500 Kronor = 67 US dollars Lisbeth still amassed a fortune even in American dollars. There was a lot of computer hacking taking place in this story. Whenever there is computer hacking going on, I wonder how difficult it is to hack into computers, whether they are personal, organizational or governmental computers. That said, I always love all the computer geeky stuff. If someone hacked into my personal computer they would find out that it isn’t worth the trouble. Pretty boring stuff. Although I thought it was clever the way Lisbeth and Mikael communicated by her hacking into his computer. No email trail that way. Throughout this whole book I had a craving to run out and get a tattoo. Actually to be truthful, throughout both books. I have been toying with the idea of getting a tattoo, but I am so darn conservative that it wouldn’t fit my image. But once a girl turns 50, she does really worry about her image as much any more. Too many other worries, sagging boobs, extra poundage, wrinkles, manual dexterity going down the tubes, knees shot…need I go on?…I didn’t think so. Another little gem I can take away from the experience of reading these books…I know way more about Sweden, specifically Stockholm, than I ever thought possible. -thotlady …rewritten by A 15 yr. Old SCHOOL KID IN ARIZONA Since the Pledge of Allegiance and The Lord’s Prayer Are not allowed in most public schools anymore, Because the word ‘God’ is mentioned…A kid in Arizona wrote a NEW School Prayer Now I sit me down in school Where praying is against the rule For this great nation under God Finds mention of Him very odd. If scripture now the class recites, It violates the Bill of Rights. And anytime my head I bow Becomes a Federal matter now. Our hair can be purple, orange or green, That’s no offense; it’s a freedom scene.. The law is specific, the law is precise. Prayers spoken aloud are a serious vice. For praying in a public hall Might offend someone with no faith at all.. In silence alone we must meditate, God’s name is prohibited by the state. We’re allowed to cuss and dress like freaks, And pierce our noses, tongues and cheeks… They’ve outlawed guns, but FIRST the Bible. To quote the Good Book makes me liable. We can elect a pregnant Senior Queen, And the ‘unwed daddy,’ our Senior King. It’s ‘inappropriate’ to teach right from wrong, We’re taught that such ‘judgments’ do not belong.. We can get our condoms and birth controls, Study witchcraft, vampires and totem poles.. But the Ten Commandments are not allowed, No word of God must reach this crowd. It’s scary here I must confess, When chaos reigns the school’s a mess. So, Lord, this silent plea I make: Should I be shot; My soul please take! Amen -thotlady |
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