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Cyberstalking

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Cyberstalking is the use of the Internet or other electronic means to stalk someone.

It has been defined as the use of information and communications technology, particularly the Internet, by an individual or group of individuals, to harass another individual, group of individuals, or organization. The behavior includes false accusations, monitoring, the transmission of threats, identity theft, damage to data or equipment, the solicitation of minors for sexual purposes, and gathering information for harassment purposes. The harassment must be such that a reasonable person, in possession of the same information, would regard it as sufficient to cause another reasonable person distress.

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A true cyberstalker’s intent is to harm their intended victim using the anonymity and untraceable distance of technology.

Question: What is cyberstalking?

Answer: Cyberstalking is a technologically-based “attack” on one person who has been targeted specifically for that attack for reasons of anger, revenge or control.


Cyberstalking is mych like bullying....let's all work to make the world a better place.

Mice are Nice?

My boys are big strapping boys. They are large for their age, especially if you tack on the prematurity. They run willy nilly after horned toads and lizards, they play with stick bugs and keep moving the ever present rubber snake in an attempt to scare the Mama.
So I figured, when I saw Will running to the house, eyes wide, feed bucket thrown up behind him, that there must have been something significant in the barn.
Now, Shiloh (the grouchy gelding) usually keeps the barn free of cats, dogs, annoying birds and large cowboys, so I didn't consider whatever was out there to be a large threat. Maybe a skunk? I would back away from one of them.
So what did William find? Four fuzzy half grown mice running aimlessly in the chicken feed tub. They were barely two inches long. Granted mice bite and scurry quickly, but they are hardly a foe worthy of retreat.
Had James been out there (he was still in the house, insisting that ever zipper, snap and velcro closure be fastened on his parka) he would have given the mice a thump and thrown them to the chickens (which is what I did).
But Will wasn't going to be a part of the thumping process. He gladly cheered his hen on when the mice were tossed in the coop, but he didn't want to see the enemy secured.
I can only imagine what is going to happen when the giant rat from last winter comes back! :)

And how was your day?

Grrrrrrr sometimes you just have to let it out......

Ok, I am driven to my electronic diary, my venting board.
No, the kids didn't do anything.
No, the animals having done anything....unless you count Moe having impaction colic Saturday night. He is fine now, just had to walk him (and walk, and walk) him through it.
You see, I had a business partner. She was willing to keep all the tax paperwork and filing. Or so I thought. Apparently she hasn't filed anything since the tax cert opened, and now that the partnership is over, has been ignoring all the letters being sent to her by the taxation board. So, they call me. There are about 5 or 6 reports that were never filed and guess what??? Five dollars a report for being late. I can't close down the old tax account until these are cleared.
In a sense, I have to do clean up fro someone else's stupidity and immaturity.
Makes you want to reach out and slap someone.
Luckily, business has been consistent and I can pay the taxes.......but it is the nature of having to clean up a mess deliberately left to you by someone that really is angry and petty.
And if I would to try and call said person to clear this up.....it would all be my fault, she would cry and then call my husband at work to complain. Lovely.
So, I am sitting, working on some orders, waiting for the very nice lady at Taxation to call me back and get all of it mailed to me, because I can be grown up enough about it.


WAIT, a phone call!
ok, I am calm.

Dominga at Taxation and Revenue is my new friend, God Bless you Ma'am for you wonderful help and for going the extra mile!! BLESS YOU!

Twins...................

When my twins still slept under my heart, I could feel their movements and knew when they touched. At first they would lurch away from one another, strangers in a shared space, but as the weeks went by, they touched and bumped constantly. On the ultrasound, I could see them grabbing hands and touching faces, content with knowing they were together.
After their birth, they spent several days apart, each on a separate but similar journey to survive in this cold and dry world. Then after they stabilized, they were put together again and in a short moment, their hands found one another again. They would sleep with fingers stretched, touching one another's faces. They would reach, and stroke and let their fingers drifted over the other. The foreign feeding tubes and eye shields were often slid off and pulled out by the curious fingers.
As they grew large, we moved them to separate cribs, always in sight of each other, but not in touching distance because they would keep each other awake.



During rest times, they often stretched on the floor together, toes tapping legs, hands touching heads. When separated, they would inquire for one another and voice their frustrations at being alone.
When we started them with "big boy" beds, they each had a mattress on the floor, and invariably, we would find that they had rolled, to the center, to touch once again.
They grew even more, and at school, during nap time, they would often stray towards one another, seeking the comfort of that one they had know before birth.

They changed, they grasped their individuality. They had separate beds, different tastes, different clothes. The sought change, they explored at different levels. They sought each other in moments of difficulty and joy.


And now....they are six, gazing firmly at seven. They have touched briefly with reason, but don't fully grasp it. They stand firm with each other, but on occasion against each other. They cheer each other, they support each other and they compete with one another.


And yet....................and yet, the last several nights, when I steal quietly into their rooms, to stroke their soft faces, to kiss their heads and whisper goodnight................they have once again sought each other out. Sometimes on the top bunk, sometimes snugged in the cave like bottom bunk. Arms, draped over each other, fingers seeking that familiar other, legs sprawled and their breathing matching.............as they did when they were new.

Shakespeare quote.....

I mentioned on my facebook page, that Shakespeare was a universal man, his thoughts and writings are as applicable today, as they were years ago.

I found some of my books, and was excited to see that, despite many moves, my copy of the Riverside Shakespeare, unabridged, is still with me.

This one seems to suit my life right now:

"..It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying, nothing."

Macbeth, act 5 v 26

Macbeth, for those who haven't read it, is a woeful tale of ambition and deceit. It is in the story of a previously honorable manwho is lead down a road of fantasy, most in his own head, that leads him to commit dark and terrible acts. Acts that he feels justified about. It is in the end, when his wife commits suicide to escape her conscience, that he realizes the futility of his actions and utters these words. However, like a glacier, his actions are unstoppable. He knows he turned off the correct path, but is incapable of turning around, he crossed a line with his actions and internally understands this.

Yes, this is a departure from my whimsical reflections of my family, but after posting a couple of "overly educated" quotes on Face Book, and getting told that I made other people look stupid (not my intent) I decided, well, my blog is my own! So I can fill it as I wish..............


"As you wish........" (movie quote, The Princess Bride, loved it!)

Laundry Loot

Into every Mother's life, laundry must fall.
In mine, there remains the mystery of
Laundry Loot.
These are all things that I have collected that
have gone through my wash.
Not included are handfuls of dessicated fuzzy wuzzies,
one lizard tail, innumerable flowers, twigs and branches.
Here are the highlights.

Keys

Hardware, not mine.

Money, foreign, domestic and fake

Toys

items to help me "stone wash"

And finally, Huh?

A vinyl shamrock
a seashell (???)
a corn on the cob holder
a bird leg band
and what I think are G.I. Joe's dog tags

Only in my world

Only in my world, do I have a Houdini dog that removes the front panels of wire crates.....

Do I get great satisfaction in running over a snake- multiple times.....

Learn that you can't wear chap stick on a riding lawn mower without the grit blowing back on you and sticking to your lips.

do I have to crate my dog for chasing remote controlled cars.

and only in my world, does James come up to me and say...

"Mom, he's doing it again."
"Doing what? Who?"
"that guy in the mirror, he keeps copying me." followed by gales of laughter.

and I am still searching for where they hid the fake snake.....

and the icing on this grand four tiered cake......

I got a summons for Jury Duty....again.

I think I have gotten a summons at least once a year since the twins were born. One year on my deferment papers I gave the kids occupations: Eater of paper, clogger of toilets, she who falls going up the stairs. They deferred me very quickly that year.
This year I may do something completely different. I might just give my blog address as my reason for my mulligan. I do have a friend her marched her four kids to the courthouse to ask for her deferment.

Now, don't get me wrong, I would LOVE to be on a jury and make sure the criminals get their max time. I am a hanging Bob. But why now when I have four young kids? Who will load batteries in the R/C cars? Do the laundry, make a snack and scrub the mystery stain off the wall?
I'll bet it won't be the Court Clerk!

*wink wink* and how was your day?