A New Blog Launched...

   I chose the name of this blog because of the orange toad who currently lurks within the confines of the White House in our nation's capitol.  He believes he can call any strong-willed female "nasty" without retribution or any splash-back.  That spine-less, supposedly bone-spurred, cretin is dead wrong.  That adderall-sniffing piece of slime will be brought to justice at some point in time.  (May it be soon, so that I can really enjoy it!) 

   My husband, may his soul be calmed -if it survives, was a juvenile diabetic.  Nearing the end of his life, his veins and arteries calcified (they looked like tiny bones in his X-rays and MRIs) and he had multiple mini-strokes due to this, as the needed oxygen for a healthy brain could not make it's way through the calcification.  He also had a horrible reaction to several steroid IV injections in his IV feed when he was being treated for a migraine headache.  He hallucinated for the rest of his life.  His personality changed, and, at times, he was violent towards me and our pets. I am a short and hefty female.  My poor husband believed, for the last 3 years of his life, that I was having a love affair with any man who spoke to me.  I felt so badly for him, and I miss him, as he was before all his strokes changed his brain wiring. 

   I have known love and lost it.  I have known lust, and acted upon it.  I am now at a calm equilibrium - I find men with great brains and tolerably good looks fascinating; but I am no longer a crazy, hot-blooded female seeking a mate. I do suffer from depression, and I always wish I had more money.  I've learned to handle the depression, with much counseling, and a cocktail of two medications each day.  Unless I win a lottery (and I only buy a ticket once or twice a year), I think I'll always want more money; just so I could travel once a year for two weeks, or own a vehicle, and to be able to give more to my favorite charities.

   I do have very strong opinions about quite a few things....  and you will hear about all of them, as time goes by and I continue to blog here.

In the meantime, a few of my favorite photos from my travels:

A traditional seaweed roof in the Jutland area of Denmark

Torhamn, Blekinge, Sweden - where my maternal grandfather grew to adulthood

The Troy, Kansas Courthouse was about a mile away from where my father grew up

This photo of the Chincoteague Channel was taken where my mother grew up; 

she was 10 when this photo was taken...