My friend, Seana posted a great personal story about Farrah on her blog. Here’s the link, it’s a good read, great pix, too…
There was an editorial in today's Washington Post by Douglas Gansler, the attorney general of Maryland, entitled "A Deadly Ingredient in a Chicken Dinner." He writes that the poultry industry has been using roxarsone since 1944 when the FDA approved its use purportedly to fight parasites & increase growth. All it really does is promote the growth of blood vessels in chickens so their meat looks pinker, or healthier, in the grocery store. But roxarsone is an arsenic compound that is a Class A carcinogen linked to heart disease, diabetes, and declining brain function. It also fuels a growth process in us called angiogenesis which is the first step in cancer for humans. Large chicken producers mandate the use of arsenic in chicken feed by smaller farmers. 70 percent of broiler chickens in the US have been fed roxarsone. Runoff from chicken manure has spread the arsenic into surrounding soil, lakes, rivers, and fertilized lawns. Americans are exposed to between 3 and 11 times the recommended safety limit. More than 30 attorneys general are calling on the FDA to ban arsenic from chicken feed. In the meantime, I'm going to stay with organic chicken only. Here's a link to the article:
Source: Women’s Health WW Board
Here is an excerpt from Cindy Adam’s column in today’s Page Six -
Maybe 10 years ago, on the way toward Hollywood, at Doheny and Santa Monica, stood Carl's Market. No scruffy bodega, mind. A class clientele. One day in jeans and sweater, Farrah was exiting the side door balancing her bundles. Right behind toddled a fragile elderly lady who said, "Miss, could you help bring my groceries to the car?" This 18-karat star replied: "Oh, certainly." Farrah parked her own food and magazines and trundled the ailing senior citizen's brown paper bags and cartons to the car. The grateful woman tipped Miss Farrah Fawcett movie star a buck. Rather than offend or embarrass the lady, Farrah took it.
I remember reporting Brad Pitt's teenage crush on her. I remember spending time with her while she knocked off a big thick deli sandwich as fast as any trucker. I remember thinking she was pure beauty inside and out.
You can read the entire article here. If you scroll to the bottom of the page, read past the ET article and look at the comments, others support what I said about Michael Jackson in my earlier post. I’m glad people are voicing their opinions about this, it gives me a ray of hope for all of us…
Once again we have a media circus surrounding Michael Jackson but this time it’s not his music, but his death.
I watch with amazement, not because of the outpouring of love, but for how far, as a society, we’ve fallen. They are honoring this man, who quite possibly was a pedophile, who had no respect for money or debt, who was a social piranha, as if he were a god.
I just heard a black man say on FOX news, “today, music died.” Oh, please, music hasn’t died, his music hasn’t died, it will be played forever. He was extremely talented entertainer, but what happened to that handsome man child who made that amazing Thriller video? When, instead of being proud of his race, he tried to bleach his skin white, and when he had so many plastic surgeries that the tip of his nose fell off, it should have been a red flag that something was seriously wrong with him. When he was on trial for child molestation and he arrived at court in his pajamas, did people not realize that this wasn’t emotionally healthy.
What kind of a man parades his children around with veils? Or dangles an infant from a balcony window? What kind of a man marries a woman with the sole intent of producing children, and then takes those children and raises them without her being a part of their life?
He apparently could ill afford his lifestyle, his rent alone was $100,000 a month. Initial estimates of his debt are $500,000. That’s half a billion dollars, yet the tributes pour in, the media is milking this for all it’s worth, even though it appears that he died from a drug overdose.
Yesterday was a sad day, we lost Farrah Fawcett, a brave woman who fought her battle with cancer courageously, but news of her death is virtually ignored, for a man who quite possibly was injected with a drug cocktail that stopped his heart. He apparently was a drug addict, that most certainly is not something to be revered, but to a lot of our misguided society, he was worshiped like a god.
Is this something to be proud of, America? Not in my little corner of the world, it isn’t…. He should be pitied, but not honored, for his apparent drug induced death.
I was browsing ebooks from my library, and found Marie Osmond’s new book, Might as Well Laugh About it Now. I downloaded it early this afternoon, sat here and read it cover to cover.
I’ve always been a fan, and found this book really enlightening. She touched on divorce, weight, talked about her children, but really didn’t go into a lot of detail about her adversities, nonetheless, it was a good read. The pages are filled with tidbits from her life, and her spunky sense of humor is in every page.
She had remarkable parents, who raised good children with a good work ethic, despite their financial success.
It’s a good book. If you get a chance to read it, I hope you enjoy it as much as I did…
If you’re a townie, the Japanese Beetles have arrived in Heavensville. Those little bastards can destroy your pretty fleurs faster than a New Yawk minute!
Watch your plants daily, shake them to see if anything flies out, better yet, practice a little preventive maintenance by dousing your plants with liquid Sevin attached to your hose. Yep, it’s safe for vegetables.
Trust me, if you have fleurs, they will come. They are only here for a couple of weeks every June, but they can quickly destroy your garden!
If you haven’t had on your television, Farrah Fawcett died this morning. She truly is an angel now….
I was out on Milly (golf cart) this morning, sipping on a protein strawberry smoothie thru a fat, chunky straw, hair pulled back, sunglasses perched on my nose, enjoying the fresh morning air before the heat sets in for the day. I heard a bird, not a familiar one, but that particular bird sound transported me back in time.
I flashed back to being a little girl, out for a morning ride on my Western Flyer bicycle, my little face flushed with exertion, hearing that same exact bird sound, feeling the same summer breeze that I felt this morning. It was so bittersweet, just that quick flash of remembrance.
As I age, I do that more, reflect back to childhood. It’s always to my early years, I never reflect to the teenage years, or my twenties or thirties, it’s always my early childhood. Why is that so? Is it because it was such a happy, innocent time? Perhaps, there were no worries for me as a little girl, I lived in the country, played with the animals, had no siblings to fight and argue with, ate when I was hungry, slept when I was tired, it was blissful.
So, for whatever the reason, the memory was wonderful. I hope it comes to me again, because I had forgotten the feelings of being a carefree child, but just for a brief moment this morning, I was that child again…
Apple announced today that it has developed a breast implant that can store and play music. The iTit will cost from $499 to $699, depending on cup and speaker size.
This is considered a major social breakthrough, because women are always complaining about men staring at their breasts and not listening to them.
When I was a little girl, my mother’s friend, Helen, was a wonderful gardener. She had a green thumb, and her fleurs always flourished in the garden. She always dumped her coffee grounds around her plants.
So when Carlene sent me the following post this morning, I’m thinking, wait a minute, I drink coffee, I always put my grounds in the garbage disposal. Duh, Jan, why haven’t I been doing this???
Here’s a link to the post. Read it, girlfriends, this lady does the same thing and has fantastic results!!!!
Try this instead, all good news for a change. Here’s the click!
I was over at Lori’s blog, Pugsplace, she posted about what bugs her, oh I have a list, too…..
- MEN, thats gotta be #1 on my list, don’t they drive you wild????
- Humid weather, which we are having now, and you step outside and are dripping with sweat!
- Flies in my house, buzzing around, avoiding the flyswatter. How can a little insect with zilch for brain outfox a big bad flyswatter. I don’t get it, but they elude it. Yeah, I know, it’s operator error…
- So called “healthy” recipes that have 400-500+ calories in them. Just because they cut out some of the fat, they aren’t necessarily healthy AND low cal.
- Public restrooms, I detest them, can’t stand the thought of touching the door handle when I leave, and don’t get me started about people who pee on the toilet seat. Ewwwwwwww
- I annoy myself when I’m on my cell in a checkout lane, I know I drive other people nutso, but does that stop me from talking, NOT!
- Old summer beach music from the 60’s. I DETEST it. I absolutely HATE those stupid old Beach Boys!
- Kelly Ripa, I used to like her, but now she drives me nuts. Ditto, Joy Behar.
- People who yell at kids and dogs. I just want to smack them!
- Bratwurst, yuck, yuck, yuck!
- Anything that even slightly resembles secretarial work. I did that for years, and hate the thought of even typing a letter now.
I could just sit at this computer and type stuff that annoys me all day.
And I’m in a really good mood, today, too…
Well, I am!!!!!
Ya know what doesn’t annoy me? Ever?
- The girls. Nope, they never do…..
Haaaa, that was sure a short list!