Archive for October, 2011

Herman Cain is Anti-Choice and in the lead…

October 31, 2011

I wrote this on Sunday….today it seems that Herman Cain being in the lead may not be the biggest story….Does that make sense to you? I think those Republicans who think they believe in his values may not be aware that he does not support having the choice to terminate a pregnancy even in the case of rape. I wonder how people would feel if there really was NO WAY to make your  own decision about abortion. I agree that in a perfect world…abortion should not be used as birth control.  What makes no sense is the idea that women should have no choice about whether to carry a pregnancy to term, considering it is the WOMAN’S BODY!

Herman Cain also mentioned that he believes that Planned Parenthood was started to prevent births of African American babies. Does this kind of thinking sound like the President you want in your country? I doubt that he is up to the challenge….

I know that at least 50% of all women believe that choice should remain intact.

My question is…do the Republicans really want to go down this slippery slope? They (our elected Republican legislators) are already in so much trouble for not working with the President and for showing their lack of interest in what happens to this country and its citizens. I hope Americans WAKE UP and smell the STENCH emitting from this party!

Women have had the vote for nearly 100 years. Roe v. Wade was passed when my daughter was 3; she is now 41. When are we going to stand for more than 50 % of the population (our daughters, sisters, mothers, nieces, aunts, grandmothers and friends) and SPEAK UP against our voices not being heard and our needs not being considered. We are MORE THAN EQUAL-trust me on that one!

Please make sure you get to view MissRepresentation on the OWN network. MissRepresentation-the film-will knock your socks off and make you see the glaring anti-woman world we are living in…take at the look at the links provided.

This is MeddlingMom…please share this info…


Dilemma or Dilemna? Which is it? Do you know?

October 28, 2011

I wrote a blog the other day and mentioned that I hadn’t known that the word”dilemma” was spelled with two “M’s”. I had always thought it was spelled dilemna.  After I wrote the blog post, my partner read it and said she felt the same way about it…we had both always taken great pride in our seeming natural excellence in the area of spelling (kind of pathetic, don’t you think?).  I decided to do a little research about it. I also asked my sister what she thought and she spelled it with two “Ms”, but sounded hesitant about whether that was correct. I googled “dilemma or dilemna”. Take a look at this link to read some heartfelt reactions to the quandary (maybe we should all just start using that word !):

Then there is also Grammar Girl who says the “mn” ending is simply incorrect and was never ok.  How can that be?    I find this all very disconcerting. the word does not look-in any way, shape or form-correct with the supposedly correct ending of two” mms”. It looks weird.

Here is the expert opinion of Snopes…again, it is shocking to me and many others…;f=28;t=000995

If you like words, share this with your family and friends…it could be a  good topic of discussion at a dinner with your kids or a dinner party …

I hope you have a wonderful weekend…brace yourselves if you are in the MidAtlantic or New England states…snow is coming-IN October!  IMAGINE!

This is MeddlingMom…try to spend a few minutes today or tomorrow in silence completely alone…notice the peace it brings you…

Guilt, Ethics and Karma-My Dilemma-VEAL!

October 22, 2011

This was written several years ago, but it is as true today as it was then.

On Saturday, I drove to the beach in Belmar, NJ for a variety of reasons – to get away, to acknowledge the death of a friend who loved the beach and because another friend offered the use of her house while she was away. My partner and I desperately needed a respite from life.

After a brief ceremony acknowledging our deceased friend, we decided to take advantage of the unusually pleasant weather. It was a breezy late afternoon in July, about 75 or 80 degrees and there was no humidity, truly amazing for our region this time of year. In order to extend our delight and pleasure over the weather, we thought we’d look for a restaurant where we could dine outdoors. The only restaurant that seemed to have the level of atmosphere we wanted had a covered outdoor dining room that measured about 20’ x 20’. Perfect!  The menu reflected rather pricey entrees, but we decided to go for it.

The atmosphere did not disappoint us. The menu proved to be a bit of a challenge for me. You see, I don’t care for seafood or most fish, which meant that about 75% of the menu was not an option. What was left were several chicken dishes and a veal dish. I wasn’t in the mood for chicken. With my daughter, Amy a vegetarian for almost 15 years and vegan for about 10 of those years and another daughter, Jill, who is on the brink of becoming a vegetarian, I swore off of veal many, many years ago, haven’t purchased it to prepare and haven’t ordered it in a restaurant. As I was contemplating my dilemma, I realized my ethics and karma may have been in jeopardy. Almost more important was the gnawing feeling physically that was appearing in my body simply over the IDEA of considering ordering veal.

Another thought added to my indecision. I had been thinking recently that I’d love to make my mother’s recipe for Veal Scaloppini, something I hadn’t tasted for at least 20, maybe 25 years. It was really yummy, made with green peppers and onions.

Here I was in a beautiful setting, a clear blue sky all around me, everything seemed perfect, but I really did not want to order a chicken dish; I had had chicken the day before. I caved in and ordered Veal Parmigiana (they had no Veal Scallopini on the menu). As I ordered, there was a feeling of dread in my head and my heart. I tried to ignore that feeling.

The meal arrived. Suddenly the full impact of my decision hit me. Now what do I do?
I fooled around and fussed with the platter, consumed the accompanying side dish and avoided those two huge pieces of veal. Finally, the time had come. I had to eat my entrée, or rather, the albatross, the thousand pound weight, the VEAL. I started eating it, taking one small bite at a time dipping the cut edges in the marinara sauce which had been provided. As I was eating, my mind was racing. I was enjoying our environment, talking with my partner. Unfortunately, the meat had taken on the presence of a skunk…dark, dreary, smelly, unwanted. I was in total denial trying to avoid thinking about eating veal, feeling very upset, conflicted and guilty. I realized as I ate the meat that the taste of veal was no longer familiar to me. It had been forgotten and it didn’t give me a happy memory or feeling. It wasn’t particularly interesting or necessary to my well-being or enjoyment any longer. I was observing myself closely, my feelings, my taste buds, my responses to the fact that I was eating a piece of meat that I had made a decision to NOT CONSUME ever again. Back and forth, back and forth like a pendulum…my mind was going over it all…what am I doing eating this, a poor calf was tortured so I could have this dinner, a dinner I don’t even want now. What’s the difference between a mistreated calf and an imprisoned cow, pig or chicken? Maybe I don’t want to contribute to these industries at all…these are businesses that support violence against animals. I am a peace activist. What was I thinking when I ordered this. Maybe I will go vegetarian. Or vegan. Eating this meat goes against everything that I believe in. I am a peace activist. Believing in peace doesn’t just mean being against the death penalty or wars; to embrace peace one must incorporate non-violence into all aspects of life. On and on and on… I went into my mind as I tried to enjoy my meal. I ate an entire piece of veal and had another staring me in the face, waiting to be devoured or at least acknowledged. I started to eat it, had maybe three bites. Then I realized I was quite full and didn’t need any more food. Whew! That’s a break! That veal had been presenting feelings akin to those of a six year old staring into lima beans.

Just a minute, I didn’t get off the hook that easily. Next problem…what to do with the remaining piece of veal. Normally I would be extremely happy over the prospect of revisiting last night’s dinner tomorrow via leftovers. Not this time, no way. The dreaded veal had long ago created such feelings of aversion and apprehension throughout my entire being, mind, body, spirit. I was getting antsy and agitated, the way you get when you know you’ve done something truly terrible. How could I simply discard this food, waste it, if you will, when I shouldn’t have ordered it to begin with? This calf DIED and now I am thinking of allowing his/her death to be for naught. Back and forth, back and forth…never have I felt such conflict over food!

My partner said, “It’s okay to leave it. It’s fine.” Pearls of wisdom let me off the hook.
Whew! What a relief!

I was telling my grown daughter Jill, not the vegan, about this situation yesterday. She said,” The same thing happened to me years ago. I was in a great Italian restaurant in Boston and I ordered Osso Busso. I couldn’t eat it.”

I am still very upset about ordering the veal. My next problem is much larger than eating veal. What do I do now about chicken, beef and pork?

This is MeddlingMom…think about it…also, guess what? I thought dilemma was spelled dilemna until today! Weird!

Have a great weekend!

Apple’s Co-Founder Steve Jobs has died.

October 5, 2011

This was written by on October 5, 2011

Apple: Steve Jobs Has Died

Apple CEO Steve Jobs has died. Apple’s homepage at currently shows a solitary photo of Jobs (see above) and simply says, “Steve Jobs 1955-2011”

Apple’s board of directors has issued the following statement:

“We are deeply saddened to announce that Steve Jobs passed away today.

Steve’s brilliance, passion and energy were the source of countless innovations that enrich and improve all of our lives. The world is immeasurably better because of Steve.

His greatest love was for his wife, Laurene, and his family. Our hearts go out to them and to all who were touched by his extraordinary gifts.”

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This is MeddlingMom…rest in peace, Steve

Blood Clots and Strokes-early, accurate diagnosis can save a life!

October 4, 2011

This very important message came to me the other day from my daughter, Jill.  Please send this along; it could save a life.

A neurologist says that if he can get to a stroke victim within 3 hours he can totally reverse the effects of a stroke…totally. He said the trick was getting a stroke recognized, diagnosed, and then getting the patient medically cared for within 3 hours, which is tough.

Sometimes symptoms of a stroke are difficult to identify. Unfortunately, the lack of awareness spells disaster. The stroke victim may suffer severe brain damage when people nearby fail to recognize the symptoms of a stroke.

Thank God for the sense to remember the ‘3’ steps, STR. Read and Learn!

STROKE: Remember the 1st Three Letters….. S, T, R.  These letters represent the well-known ways to determine whether someone has had a stroke. Doctors say a bystander can recognize a stroke by asking three simple questions:
S * Ask the individual to SMILE.

T * Ask the person to TALK and SPEAK A SIMPLE SENTENCE (Coherently), (i.e. It is sunny out today.)
R * Ask him or her to RAISE BOTH ARMS.

What most of us have not been aware of is that there is now a FOURTH WAY to determine quickly whether someone is in such trouble:

#4.  Ask the person to ‘stick’ out his tongue. If the tongue is ‘crooked’, if it goes to one side or the other that is also an indication of a stroke.

Here is a story that exhibits what can happen in such a situation.

During a BBQ, a woman stumbled and took a little fall – she assured everyone that she was fine (they offered to call paramedics) ….she said she had just tripped over a brick because of her new shoes.   They got her cleaned up and got her a new plate of food. While she appeared a bit shaken up, Jane went about enjoying herself the rest of the evening.

Jane’s husband called later telling everyone that his wife had been taken to the hospital – (at 6:00 pm Jane passed away.) She had suffered a stroke at the BBQ. Had they known how to identify the signs of a stroke, perhaps Jane would be with us today. Some don’t die. They end up in a helpless, hopeless condition instead.
A cardiologist says if everyone who gets this e-mail sends it to 10 people; you can bet that at least one life will be saved.

I have done my part. Will you? Please forward this and please commit to memory the 4 tests you can administer should you suspect a stroke.

This is MeddlingMom…have a healthy and peaceful week…

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