The Shannon Chronicles

February 27, 2008

History – and the Repeat of…

Filed under: Politics, Terrorists — by shannonchronicles @ 2:19 am

Daughter had a school project this month. Each student had to pick one non-living person who made an impact on history and do a report on them. A girl after my own heart – she chose my all time hero: General George S. Patton.

She came home today and said she’d finished her report. While I was cooking dinner she started telling me about a book she was reading. We’d ordered several books from the Scholastic’s paper the school sends home. It was a collection of three, all having to do with the Holocaust. One being The Diary of Anne Frank and two others that told the stories of other victims of the Holocaust. She was telling me about the girl having to hide in a trunk and how members of the family hiding her were wanting the Mother to throw her out afraid they’d all be killed for hiding a Jew.

We talked a bit about how frightening it must have been to live through that – and how devastating it had to be to watch your entire family die in a concentration camp with you being the only survivor. We then talked about how Patton had been so disgusted by what he saw when the Third Army liberated the Buchenwald concentration camp, he forced the locals to tour the camp so they could see with their own eyes what their complacency had allowed…

Daughter comes by her love of history honestly. My father and I are both big history buffs – but especially military history. I don’t know enough to be dangerous compared to him, but I hope that daughter will continue with her love of history. As I told her this evening, the importance of knowing history is to keep history from repeating itself. If only more people would wake up and see the writing on the wall.

Yesterday, GuyK linked to a story everyone should read. The story concerns a 12 year old girl being beaten in North London while her attackers screamed the question, “ARE YOU JEWISH?!”. Go on, click on the link and read the story – and know that while this happened on a public bus and, despite the screams of her friend, none of the other passengers came to help.

Reminds me of entire towns seeing railway car after railway car of Jews being taken into concentration camps and none leaving -yet NONE of the towns’ people giving it a second thought. As GuyK quotes on his blog and, I’ll quote here: “Wherever anti-Semitism goes unchecked, the persecution of others is not far behind.”

Sadly, the majority in this country are more interested in voting in the person who promises them the most government sanctioned free crap – while ignoring an alarming world-wide problem. And, for the first time, I’m truly frightened about the future of not only our Republic, but our very lives. If we keep ignoring and negotiating with killers, eventually history will repeat itself – only this time, the Greatest Generation will not exist to rescue the world…

February 25, 2008

I’ve Caught My Death…

Filed under: Family, This and That — by shannonchronicles @ 5:10 pm

Ok, so that’s a bit dramatic…but honestly I cannot recall being this sick in a long, long time. And to tell you the truth, I couldn’t even begin to explain what in the heck I have. Lets see – there’s the fever that is around 100.8 to 101.4 – if I can get it down below the 100.8, I don’t hurt so bad. Otherwise, everything I have HURTS. My neck hurts, my back hurts, my shoulders – even my legs and ankles of all things. Just feel like shit warmed over…. Other than the aches and fever, my nose is stuffy and that’s about it. I’ve had a cold for the past week – but starting Saturday night the fever kicked in with the body aches that feel as though I’m in some medieval torture device and being pulled apart at the joints.

Husband is doing his “get out of the Army” classes this week. So, he was home late this morning – not having to be on post until 9. So he took the babies to school. I got on the couch around 9:30 I guess. Before he’d left he said I should try to get some sleep since I sat up in the chair all night…just hurt too bad to think about laying down.

So after everyone left this morning, I took some Tylenol cold medicine, some sudafed and get covered up with one of the soft fluffy blankets we have on the couch. I almost get dosed off when the phone rings…it’s my mother. After listening to her bitch for half an hour about my step-brother – I finally get off the phone, use some nose spray and get back on the couch. I get good and asleep – apparently hard asleep since when the phone rang again, I woke up to drool (yep, I have no shame when I’m sick). This time it’s husband. I think, didn’t he tell me to go to sleep? How am I suppose to sleep with him calling? Figure if I hit silent on my phone and just roll back over, he’ll know I’m asleep and try again after lunch. So that’s what I do. Nope, just get back to sleep when the freakin’ phone rings AGAIN half an hour later….I answer it in a very friendly tone: WHAT?

Husband: You able to get any rest?
Bitch: Not with the freakin’ phone ringing every damn 30 minutes. No, can’t say I have…
Husband: I’m sorry, did I wake you? Just was worried and wanted to see how you are feeling.
Bitch: I feel like SHIT…I wish someone would take me out back and shoot me and put me out of my misery.
Husband: Well, I’ll let you go so you can get back to sleep…

Yeah, I was so friendly, but sheesh people. When someone I love is sick I try to give them some space. Not me – Mother’s problems are always more important than anything else, husband was just trying to be nice, but after dealing with my Mother – ughh.

I need a vacation lol. And yes, I called husband back later and apologized for being such an ass. Poor guy….

Of course it’s freezing here today with 15 mph winds. I got off the couch around two planning to go up, get a shower and get ready to pick our babies up from school. I pick up my coffee cup off the end table and start for the kitchen…get half way there and everything goes black. I just sat down in the middle of the dining room. I get back to my chair and sit back down. Standing to take a shower is out. I call my friend and ask if she would mind picking up my babies for me. I was so thankful I didn’t have to get out in the cold….

Now if I can just get a good night’s sleep tonight and hopefully get over whatever the heck it is that I’ve caught. Sheesh…I hate being sick…

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