Posted by Goddess on January 5, 2009
The habits of a lifetime can grab you and hold you like heavy-duty industrial clamps. They’ll pinch and hold so tight you feel like you can never break them, whether it’s a habit like smoking, biting your nails, or dating the wrong kind of man. The older you get, the harder it is to break these habits (especially dating “bad boys”) so, what’s a girl to do?
They have patches to help with breaking the smoking habit; nasty solutions to apply to your nails to discourage biting them, don’t you wish they had a Breaking the Bad Boy Habit patch? Or a nasty potion to apply to yourself so that the Bad Boys don’t come around? How about a cologne THEY can wear, that either warns you ahead of time you’re headed for a world of hurting, or makes them stink so bad you don’t want anything to do with them?
What is it that makes the Bad Boys so attractive? I wonder about that, I really do. For instance, I was watching “Rock of Love - the Bus Tour”. (I know, I’m ashamed of myself. I can’t help it. It’s like that train wreck you can’t stop oogling.) Most of the women involved in this mess are train wrecks themselves, with no self-respect and no clue of how out of control they are. They get naked, drunk, and stupid, all on national TV. Why are they doing it? They do it (supposedly) to win the heart of a rock and roll Bad Boy, Bret Michaels (lead singer of the band “Poison”, at one time, now a solo act.) One woman, a former porn star, is actually in tears at the prospect of being sent home, after meeting Bret ONE TIME, and is a poster child for needy porn stars. It’s ridiculous when a Penthouse Pet is the classiest woman on the set. The women range in age from their early 20’s to 40, and it seems the younger they are, the bigger their boobs and the bigger their Slut Factor.
(For the record, I’ve been naked, I’ve been drunk, and I’ve been stupid. But thank the Universe it wasn’t on national TV and there’s no permanent record of said actions. I can deny it all. Heh.)
These girls (I forgot how many of them…I think 16 or more) are all a-twitter about capturing the heart of an aging, worn out, Bad Boy of rock. Okay, he’s still attractive, he still rocks out, but he’s nothing but a rock ho of magnificent proportions, thinking nothing of making out with a drunk girl who just puked in the toilet, or messing about with a girl who sang him her rap lyrics from a sheet of paper in which instructions are given on how to combat genital herpes and gonorrhea. EWWW, okay?
I guess the thing I like about getting older is breaking some of the bad habits of youth. I no longer get drunk, naked or stupid, or at least I don’t do them all at the same time OR on national TV. Heh. Although I appreciate the edge of a reformed Bad Boy (are they ever “reformed”? The jury is still out, ladies) I no longer find myself attracted to the edges that cut and destroy. There are perks to offset the sagging boobs, graying hair, and wrinkles. That’s something to be thankful for, I suppose.
I’ll always find Bad Boys attractive, I have to admit. After all, I’m a child of the 70’s, and that was a wild time indeed. I’m just glad I now have the judgement and experience to not only spot a Bad Boy, but understand that there is a level of Badness I just can’t afford at the price of my self respect.
The girls on “Rock of Love - the Bus Tour”? From what I can see, they need an Anti-Bad Boy patch in the worst way.
Posted by Goddess on January 3, 2009
And in with the new! This last year has been a tough one for my fellow Goddess and I. We’ve both had a rough time of it.
In the last year I have lost a grandmother, a marriage, a bicycle, my beloved Charlotte, NC, and my very adorable, albeit very uptight, puppy wuppy, Sergei.
At the same time, I have gained many of my grandmother’s belongings to remember her by, a new tv stand, a renewed relationship with my son, a new place to call home, new friends, new experiences and a new relationship.
Seems to me the new outweighs the old.
Netta and I wish one and all the best in the coming year! And now, I’ll leave you with a New Year’s quote:
“Look up, not down; look forward, not back; look out, not in.”
LaLa and Netta
Posted by Goddess on January 2, 2009
Now that the holidays are over, it’s time to get back in the saddle again. Sometimes, that’s tough to do after a month of frenetic shopping, cleaning, spending, wrapping, cooking, baking, and socializing. Many people at this time of year go through some sadness, because after the climax of the holidays, everything seems to fall flat.
For instance, your living room looked so pretty, with the lights, the tree, the menorah, the glittery presents and the fragrance of pine and cinnamon wafting about. Now, with all the decorations packed away, presents distributed, lights out, it looks like a desolate wasteland. No to mention you’re just about pooped out with everything that’s been going on in the last month or so. (more…)
Posted by Goddess on December 27, 2008
Ah, here comes the New Year, right on time.
The week between Christmas and New Year’s is a weird one for me, and always has been. I lose track of what day it is, I can’t get organized — it seems that life and my brain are in some kind of limbo, or on another plane of reality altogether. The frantic pace of pre-holiday cleaning, shopping and freaking out is over; sometimes I can’t figure out what I’m supposed to be doing in this interim while the old year fades out and the new one takes over. (more…)
Posted by Goddess on December 25, 2008
From the Goddesses here at Over Forty and Loving It, we wish you happy holidays, and thank all our readers for their support. You guys are better than an 18-hour Playtex bra!
Enjoy yourselves and your loved ones — and remember to take care of yourself! The memories your family will have are not so much the “perfection” you are able to accomplish, but rather the loving smiles, warm hugs and fun that epitomizes the season.
We love you and appreciate you, our readers. Have a wonderful day, because YOU are wonderful and you deserve it!
Much love,
~Lala and netta
Posted by Goddess on December 24, 2008

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Posted by Goddess on December 22, 2008
As promised, here are the Patients’ Bill of Rights first adopted by the American Hospital Association in 1972 and revised in 1992. Since then, several hospitals offer their own Bill of Rights.
Bill of Rights
These rights can be exercised on the patient’s behalf by a designated surrogate or proxy decision maker if the patient lacks decision-making capacity, is legally incompetent, or is a minor. (more…)
Posted by Goddess on December 21, 2008
Last year at this time, I moved to Florida. I moved here because right after my husband and I’s anniversary in September, he proclaimed he wanted a divorce. It wasn’t the first time he’d said it, but it would be the last.
After 15 years of marriage, it was difficult for me to take. Not only that but a few weeks afterward, my grandmother died. In between traveling back home for her funeral, Thanksgiving, and figuring out where I’d go and what I’d do because my husband no longer wanted me, it was an extremely difficult and emotional time for me. (more…)
Posted by Goddess on December 19, 2008
Gil Grissom, AKA William Peterson, is leaving the show CSI.
I am not happy about this. The Las Vegas-based crime drama will not be the same without him. Many fans have expressed the opinion the show will die on the vine now that Peterson has left the ranks, along with the prior departures of Jorja Fox and Gary Dourdan. My heart broke at the death of Warrick Brown, but I’m really sad about Grissom leaving. (more…)
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Heh, let’s face it, I was always a chunky kid. But in my teens I began taking Prednisone for my Crohn’s Disease. The drug made me ravenously hungry and usually for those fatty foods we should never over-indulge in. With each passing year and each large dose, the Prednisone had considerably added to my genetically thick waist.
When I complained to my GI doc that it was getting more and more difficult to take off packed-on weight because of the medication, he explained to me why. Prednisone is synthetic Cortisone. Cortisone is produced naturally in our adrenal glands. When we are stressed, Cortisone converts to Cortisol. In fact, Cortisol is known as the stress hormone. Because of the often-time large doses of Prednisone I was taking, my body was reading itself as being constantly stressed. Studies show that women with extra fat around the midsection have higher levels of Cortisol in their system. (more…)