Monsanto’s Dirty Dozen: The 12 Most Awful Products Made By Monsanto

Monsanto’s Dirty Dozen: The 12 Most Awful Products Made By Monsanto

Writing These Chapters for a Reason..............by Diane Ogden

I have written two novels only to discover I am the Queen of passive voice sentences.  And the Queen of past and present tense confusion.  
This said, please note I am writing this little or big story to PRACTICE past and present tense writing.
Forget the Passive Voice......someone else can do that one for me.   I do wish I could remember Mrs. Covington's English Lit class.  Retention was always an issue for me.  So here I am writing repetitively every day so I can "get it" down pat.  Then go back and fix the novels.  One at a time.
Thank you for any input at all.  Just be nice.  
Diane O

This is an Article written about my Son in L.A. .................by dlakerev.com

http://dlakerev.com/all-american-cody-ogden/

Cynical?.........................by Diane Ogden

Well Good Morning Glory!  Not so sure anyone would say that to me anymore.  A few years ago, maybe. 

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Full Definition of CYNICAL

 

: believing that people are generally selfish and dishonest

: selfish and dishonest in a way that shows no concern about treating other people fairly

:  having or showing the attitude or temper of a cynic: 

a :  contemptuously distrustful of human nature and motives cynical

men who say that democracy cannot be honest and efficient — F. D. Roosevelt>

b :  based on or reflecting a belief that human conduct is motivated primarily by self-interest cynical

ploy to win votes>

 

I am not contemptuous.  Unless I am in the car driving alone.  Or watching Honey Goo Goo!  Or the guy with six wives and 56 children.  Or Politics.  Or stupid housewives of some big city somewhere.  Or magazines that brush away every single wrinkle or spot to the point the person looks like a wax figure.  So perfect I wont buy magazines anymore.  The one that did it was MORE...  It was the pictures of Diane Keaton looking like she was 16 years old.  MORE is a magazine for older women for God sake.  Do not insult my intelligence. Or "cops" that beat up innocent people.  Or weathermen who sensationalize the weather to draw in more viewers. The weathermen are starting to look like crazy soap opera stars in heat.  And danged if it never snows 26 inches.  Only half that.  Or commercials that flat out lie.  Shoes that cost way too much.  Doctors that only give us 15 minutes to see if we are going to safely make it through another day. Veterinarians should wear hoodies and masks because they are flat out robbers.  Dentists that charge insurance companies, not me. Oh I don't have insurance.  Corporations that control my life.  Elections that don't really count votes.  Pressing one for English.  WalMart people.  Tenants that do not pic up their dogs poop.

Religious freaks.  Car Insurance with tacked on Renters Insurance that never pays and if it does your rates double for four years.  Cable TV, namely Charter Communications who change their prices monthly by a few cents to make a few mill. Or double bill me so I have to take out an hours time to call customer service.  Or Magic Jack that quit working after I paid for a year and they have NO phone number to call. Service was great until it quit.  Automatic weapons!  What ever happened to small handgun to protect yourself?  No cure for the Homeless. 

 

Actually I am a very happy person who has become somewhat cynical.  I am working on it but not sure I will be able to fix it.  I use positive affirmations.  I pray.  I forgive.  Nothing is working so far.

Will stay on it! 

Laters:  Love you all. Morning Glory.   LOL

LifePath Number 9....................by Diane Ogden

Yup that's me.  MWAH!  I love playing with the numerology energies.  And every time I read one I am in awh of how right on they are.   Mine is the 9.

Lifepath 9:       
Those born with a Life Path number 9 are natural leaders, and they assume they are in charge even if they are not. If in a department store, people think they work there. They take care of everyone else but need to learn to speak up when they need help, love, and hugs. Nines often feel unloved or abandoned by their mother or father, or they feel completely responsible for them. It's hard for them to let go of the past.

People with a Life Path 9 are humanitarians. If your Life Path is a 9 you have an extremely strong sense of compassion and generosity. You are selfless and helping others is very important to you. You not only want to help others, but you feel very deeply for those less fortunate than yourself.

You are friendly and people like you. Your generosity knows no bounds, and you give freely of your money, time and energy. Your ultimate goal is working toward a better world.

Because you are so giving you may find that your finances are not in the greatest shape. You may also have a tendency to be scattered … your talents lie in so many different directions that you may find it difficult to focus on just one. If you are not following your Life Path and are instead pursuing materialistic gains, you could feel a deep level of dissatisfaction with yourself.

Number 9 symbolizes endings, spiritual consciousness. An individual with a Life Path number 9 can overcome a lot, and is often required to do so in their lifetime. If you have a Life Path Number 9 you most likely had a difficult relationship with one or both of your parents early in your life.

Life path number 9 is the number of completion and resolution. You will need to make choices, and not resist endings. Below are some key points you might want to take into consideration to help you on your path …
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I was telling my son Daniel how its not that I expect anything in return from the people I help, but I do expect a bit more positive life from the Universe.  Actually I didn't even expect that until a couple of years of notsomuch kindness coming my way.  One of my son's is incarcerated.  He has saved the lives of three people while being so.  He has personally drawn 45 Christmas cards each year for family and rec's back maybe four.  His sentence should be reduced due to the acts of lifesaving but so far no go for him.
He sent me this:
 
Same with me Mom - I do for lots of people and get shit on.
I don't blame them though.
Noone has ever taught people how to be grateful and thankful.
Nor do they understand karma....
 You just keep doing for others as its kindness in its purity.
And when its done, without expecting anything in return,
 is when its the most powerful.

Photo is from:  sapphiresmoonbeams.com

Ham and More Ham....................by Diane Ogden

So today I was not voluntarily off work. Rather my helper was sick which meant no work.
Mid day I ventured out into the snowy weather to purchase my dog and I some food and to save my salt covered truckie with a car wash. 
I ended up at Metcalf's grocery to purchase myself four or five slices of ham, some anti-dandruff shampoo considering the below zero weather has affected my entire body and scalp, and some scotch for tonight's bringing in the New Year, as well as something sweet for the next couple days of seclusion before back to work.   I got the ham slices from the deli, walked on a ways and got the sweets, walked on a ways and OMG, Whalla light bulbs and streamers.....there in front of my eyes was a bin with SPECIAL OF THE WEEK....the biggest hams ever for $1.11 a pound.

Now listen. I did do a stint in math class.  And I did pass.  But nothing prepared me for this stretch of the numbers in the middle of the grocery store with no calculator.  Yes I need a calculator sometimes.
The four slices of ham at the deli cost me $9.49 a pound.  The big honker sale ham cost me $1.11per pound for a ten pounder.  So I bought it.  I took it home. I baked it.  I then starred at the dang hunk of pig wondering what I was thinking! (That was garage sale thinking! Get it before anyone else does) Did I have enough room in my apartment freezer for this hog.  I started carving and carving and more carving.  Did I forget I live alone.  I will be eating Ham until next New Years Eve!   Then I noticed I had a bag of cabbage left from Christmas.  So I pulled out a soup pan and peeled some potatoes, put a smidgen of that hog in the pan along with the cabbage and whalla, I ended up with another over the top amount of food.  I starred at it and said to myself, "What are you thinking today?"  I was outside the/my box for sure.  I froze what I could and idk what I will do with all that soup.  Maybe its an OMEN for BIG THINGS over the top to come for me this New Year of 2014.  Or maybe I should have studied fractions better considering my portions are off the charts.
I'd rather it had been fish I over purchased.  Ham, really?  I will be a swollen piggy thru June at least. 
Until then..........laters.

Eileen's Dark Chocolate Sponge Candy............by Diane Ogden

Christmas to me means Eileen's Dark Chocolate Sponge Candy.  I avoid it at all costs but it never works out.  I try to miss the isle where it lays all snuggly in a bin along side the milk chocolate sponge candy.  Or at the other store where it is stacked high in the produce section inside plastic bags with twist ties and a hefty price tag along side it.

Eileen's Dark Chocolate Sponge Candy reminds me of love, caring, sharing, romance, comfort to the max-ola.  I only think of FAT when I start to buy it and enjoy it.  Then suddenly I don't care.  I throw the word FAT right out the window with nutrition and health and heart attacks.   There is not one good nutritional anything Eileen's Dark Chocolate Sponge Candy has to offer my body.  But my mind adores it as if it were a date with a handsome prince.  Who dates handsome princes duh?  Well, you get my point right?   I love the stuff.  I swear every year I wont do it again but I do it again.  I eat some in the morning, some at noon, some in the evening.....until its all gone.  Every year the amount the seller puts in the bag gets smaller.  This year there were about eleven pieces in one bag.  Two bags for $5.  It wouldn't matter if  it cost $15 for eleven pieces.  I would buy it because it is love to me.  Sick!  But I cannot help it.   I just wonder if this didn't happen to me when I was a child.  Someone gave me Dark Chocolate Sponge Candy during an unusually happy event and my subconscious has harbored that connection ever since.  Or -  it could be that I just like the taste of pure burnt sugar.  Eeww.  Cant be!  I don't even eat much sugar that is why this is so weird.  Secretly I cant wait until the season is over and it is off the shelves and I can go back to working off the few pounds I ate with love.   Then again I cant wait until next year when it shows back up again!!