Sunday Secret

Unless I see the following actors side by side, I have trouble identifying.....

Only because in Black Snake Moan, Samuel looked tiny and had a beard and full head of hair. It's obvious when he's bald and clean shaven.

I have always had trouble figuring out whether it's Di Nero or Pacino. I have become better at identifying which is which when they are not side by side pictures recently, but I still need to think about it way to long.

Memories and Thoughts

I don't know why this memory popped into my head. I remember when the S Donor was a teacher at St Nicholas school in Worcester. He taught two grades, and classrooms joined together. There was a cool playfort in the classroom.

I used to pretend to get sick at school, so my S Donor would pick me up, and I would get to be in HIS classroom. I think the reason that I liked this, was this was the person that I did not see at home often. I certaintly did not see this person after the third grade, when I started forming my own opinions.

He had fun with his students, and he seemed fun to me there. It's a side of him that I never saw again as I got older, and of course I started getting in trouble for pretending to be sick so I could go to work with him. I am glad I did, as it is one memory that I like of him. I don't remember him teaching though, which is odd as I am sure he was. I think I retained the memory of what I liked most about him at that time.

Dr Phil has had many family shows on, the most recent being on controlling parents. I think that hit home, and then they were talking about school and controlling parents, and this memory popped up. I hadn't remembered or thought about it for the longest time.

Tuesday Terror-Deadly End

For squirm factor, I am particularly partial to a couple of gory scenes here. I have had bad dreams about this. I mean not in these circumstances, but....

Acting is so so. One kind of sexy scene that becomes the basis for why the neighbor is "after" them. A pretty original story I think. I can't think of any that I watched that involved poisonings, except maybe Arsenic and Old Lace, which was sort of a comedy in a lot of ways. Story line does have some wholes though, and the typical spineless and helpless female victim.

So I dunno. I guess I recommend it for the somewhat original story line and gore factor, though the not well thought out story line and borderline acting would make it pretty tough to watch again.

Sunday Secret

I talked a little bit about IMHO the "real" reason my S Donor visits my blog.

My secret is, even if he was visiting because he honestly missed me, I would still not want to renew a relationship with him.

Thursday Thirteen Memories Of the S Donor

When I see the S Donor visit, it makes me angry because I know he is concerned about appearances alone. Though there is a secret this Sunday that I will share, I do really believe that knowing him as I have for 39 years before becoming estranged.

And if ever I feel the least bit sorry for him, I go and enjoy these particular beauties:

1. Sarcastic sorry, and I like to view the comments attached. I particularly enjoy the implication that the only way I would have been happy was to have ANY man in my life LOL. No, Robert, my husband, is just a nice guy and not a selfish sexist asshole. I actually don't need a selfish sexist (oh and racist) asshole in my life.


2. My advertisement for a new daughter for the S Donor. This isn't from him, and does not contain any comments from him, but it cracks me up every time I read it. Even more that I got no reply interested in this S Donor adoption. Go figure.


3. Passive aggressive jollies with attached comments. More excuses for his wife's behavior that include her lies. Oh, and he talks about the pets he bought me, and later killed off and neglected. Nice. Oh, yes and there's the college thing that he has been holding onto for 20 years. I apologized that I didn't make it through music school looooonnnnnnngggg ago.


4. A dream that I keep forgetting about but brings this home. "If you would only do exactly what I want....."


5. Christmas dream and what material things really are in my family.


6. S Donor ripping out my teeth dream.


7. My actual reasons for estrangement, when reviewed now still make a lot of sense to me.


8. What father's day can be like for me now!!! (or any holiday quite frankly)


9. Some final e-mail correspondence with the big S.


10. Ye old Italian guilt and Italian male sexism.


11. Weak excuses, and failing to listen way back as to why my mother and I are estranged. Or failing to listen to anything at all. (because he knows everything)


12. Again the explanation to dad, after an e-mail asking "what happened?", which he full well knew and again is not listening. Now he has it in writing.


13. Life is too short!!!

Virtual Sunday Easter Visit from the S Donor

Can I just post to you the days my dad does and will check this blog? In no particular order they are Easter Sunday, Christmas or Christmas Eve, Father's (hah) Day, Valentine's Day,....do you get the picture?

Interestingly enough these correspond with the days he would do his "S Donor" duty and call, or drop of a card, or prifty's candies. Yup, those were the good old days....hardyharhar. 5-15 minutes of stilted conversation talking to a virtual stranger.

Now I get "virtual" holiday visits. Meanwhile, he ripped up one Christmas card from me, and did not even bother to reply to a Thanksgiving message from me. And now I have realized how good it is to be free of him. I kind or realized that before, I was just being the "dutiful" daughter, which I have realized is a real waste of my time and energy.

What really fascinates me about these visits are that he reads up on himself. Don't you know yourself buddy? I have been assured by you that you are aware you were a crappy father. So you know it's not to "check up" on me, but rather check up on what I am saying about him LOL. Que surprise, my S Donor self serving and selfish, say it isn't so.

Glad I checked sitemeter today, I was stretching for something estrangement related to bitch about.

Anywho, Robert and I gorged ourselves on chocolate from Harbor Candy Shop in Ogunquit ME. Last year we went to the Wentworth for brunch, which I enjoyed but the husband did not (a lot of shrimp and stuff that I like....more lunch than breakfast----which he likes). He wants brunch for his birthday, which we will have at our favorite, Bintliffs, also in Ogunquit. Gingerbread pancakes with lemon curd syrup, now that's what I am talking about. Also the ribs for dinner are to die for.