To Phooey and Paget (and all my friends here):

(Ribbet!)

Good morning, Ponders! I love you guys so much--especially my Phooey and Paget; I read the Klatch early this morning and saw the comments and ensuing rock-throw... (Oooooh! TweetyBirdscowl--"Sissy up now and she mad!" HAHAHAHAHA! )

Here is her post to Gerty, in case it gets removed:

"Not willing to take any more abuse and subjugation to exploitation"--HUH? Gerts, my sister Donal did not comment about YOU. As usual, YOU introduced the first nasty comment about HER. You've brought more negativity to the Klatch with your petty infighting than anyone else here--you think she didn't read your verbal snipes to me all the time? You think we don't all see them for ourselves? Just stop. My dear, as you profess to be nominally Christian, you need to step up your game!

Hi, Phooey--and yes I am still eating my peanutbutter and pickle sandwich!--Gerty's words do not hurt my sister. Gerty is not kind enough to hurt her; they are not on the same level. She sees an obvious impairment there and has much sympathy for it (she's sorry she did not recognize it sooner). She prays for Gerty everyday. Thank you and our dear Paget for your wonderful, brave support. We both loves ya! 

P.S. Mrs. Cow, you needn't have to 'play the game' at all. You, too, could talk to the both of us on the phone; my sister would love to hear from you ;-)

I am so glad Kaniah is home and Magdalene is doing well; the news made Froggy smile. Have a great Thanksgiving all!

Yowza, she is wonderful, LOL! You know, I am so sorry I got involved in that whole mess--but it sure is nice for someone to have my back (and 'Woggy always has).  I don't go over there and read too much; it just makes me want to join in, and I guess I did enough of that, all the way 'round ;-) But I can't believe some of those gals just want to keep it up!

Sissy's right; I DO recognize some... um... difficulties going on with a couple of them--so I am sympathetic. There's a little too much feeling like a victim, feeling put upon--and there's some of that paranoid vibe going on... sigh. Such, I guess, is what we fall prey to as we get older. I hope despite the varying degrees of my health and medications that I can accurately, and more kindly, figure it out. My religion helps a lot!

I'm not immune from making too big a deal out of something, myself--because, in our house, everything was a big deal--but someone who is ill is ill  and someone whose capacities are diminishing is impaired. I don't know if Gerty always had an unkind heart, but for her and Straitpath, myMag and EC (an anyone else who may have enmity towards me) I always wanted to be friends, and I want them to know that, even if I lacked the ability to make it so. It does take two people with some minimum self-awareness. I hope I have that back; my illness has taken a lot away... and God only knows what's going to go next!

Thank you to all the understanding, great people that I know--I love you dearly, friends! I'm still capable of getting a mad-on and calling Gerty a Snipe--which she is--but I hope I can shrug a bit more of that off now that I'm not so involved. In the meantime, I'm not the only one Mama taught how to write, ha! 'Woggy can hold a stylish pen when she scrapes up the effort and I love her for it--now, I have to go and make her French toast!