Tuesday, November 13, 2012

The Four Star General's Eve, Hurricane Sandy, & Good Ole Days Beach Photos

So, the election is over and I say TGIO, but, wait, not so fast.  The talking heads, the politicos, those, ad nauseam analyzing, sound biting,  headache inducing voices at Fox News, CNN, MSNBC, PBS, etc, didn't take a breath between declaring the winners and speculating on the, which in their junkie minds, "it'll be here before you know it" 2016 ticket. UGH!

Imagine the pants wetting excitement over at the stations when the Petraeus story came across their "tickers".
I have to admit, I did find it to be a pretty juicy tidbit.  The"over coffee" conversation the other evening between the four of us went something like this:
Me: " Men!"
"I just don't understand why someone like the General would, first, be so inconsiderate of his family, and second, potentially destroy such a stellar reputation, and third, most likely mar his rich and rewarding legacy."
"I just don't get it."
My sister chimed in with "yes, I absolutely agree with you, Lynda".  (BTW, thanks sis.)
My BIL:  "Whoa, there, why are you targeting men?"
"What about the woman?  What about her part?  How come all of the negative attention is on him?"
As I stammered trying to come up with a plausible counter point,  I realized that I couldn't quite come up with a legitimate one that would not also be demeaning to this woman.
The more I thought about it, the more I realized that when "they" are reporting about the general, "they" talk about his reputation. "They" offer up prayers that the Petraeus's will find the strength to get through this difficult time.  They remind us of what an up-standing man he was.  That is he was until he fell under the spell of  that "Eve".
 Okay "they" didn't explicitly report it that way, but isn't that what is implied?  Aren't  these "other women"always portrayed as the temptresses.  After all it is a well bible documented fact that "we" do have the secrets of and the complete control over those tasty forbidden fruits.
Sisters, perhaps it is time we tap into that power on a grander scale. After all,  if we can use it so effectively to bring down a four star general, think about what we else we could accomplish.
Ahh, just imagine, a peaceful, loving fruit-filled world, which I am sure is exactly what Eve had in mind.  That is until the networks put their spin on it.

The other inundation, which seems to have become quite the competition between these TV channels,  is  "who can tell the most heartbreaking, heartwarming, profiles in courage, villainous power company stories about Super Sandy, or to coin a phrase, as "they" have so aptly done, the Frankenstorm.

Now don't get me wrong, I am heartbroken about the devastation.  We live very near to some of the areas hit hardest by the storm.  We have not been allowed to cross over the bridge to get onto the island since October 30.

We moved here 10 years ago. We have been going over to our beach at least a couple of times a week,  year round, during these past 10 years. Although,  I am afraid and worried about what I will see when we are allowed over the bridge,  I miss seeing the ocean and I need to see it soon.
It's amazing what a little staring out over the sea can do to calm some frazzled nerves.

 Beach Haven 1985
Beach Haven 1985

Beach Haven LBI July 2011
Life Guards at Belmar Summer 2012
Love Ladies Long Beach Island Summer 2011

LBI Summer 2012

LBI July 2012
Ocean City NJ August 2012
Beach Haven LBI July 2011

I have created a page for Anna's Diary.  It can be found under the Tab titled Anna's Diary.
I have posted all of the entries to date there, starting with January 1, 1929.
Here are the catch up entries from Anna's diary.  
Wed. November 6, 1929
Home until 2:30.  Then went to get a fitting for dress Rose is sewing for me.  Then went to Mrs. Naps for supper. Left for home early.  Junior very tired.
Thurs. November 7, 1929
Mother telephone that Grace and Chas have a son, born last night.  Looks like his Daddy.  Went to see him.  Both doing fine.  Also went to dentist trouble with wisdom tooth.
Friday, November 8, 1929
Grandma M stopped in this morning.  Stayed only a little while.  Still had toothache.  Went to see new baby again.  Then stopped at 360 and home early.
Sat. November 9, 1929
Home. Jean came at 1:30. Peg stopped in for a minute.  Brought baby to 360.  Jewel, Helen, Jean and I went to NY to see "New Moon".  Had supper at Zucca's.  Took bus home to Helen's All overnight. 
[For an Interesting tidbit about Zucca's restaurant, click here.]
Sun. November 10, 1929
Had breakfast at 10:30 with Helen.  Roy away on hunting trip.  Left for 360 about 2:30.  Jewel waited for Rick.  Jean and I went to visit Grace for  a couple of hours.  Baby getting along fine.
Mon. November 11, 1929
Armistice Day.  Jean home.  Went to New York shopping.  Bought tweed ensemble suit with gray satin blouse and black caracal fur trimming.  Home for supper.  Bed early. Tired
Tues.  November 12, 1929
Junior and I went downtown this morning shopping.  Home about two.  Took a nap.  After supper went to my club meeting at Valerie B's.  Gave out theater tickets for "Little Show."
Wed.  November 13, 2012
Home all day.  Raining out.  Nasty.  Baked three chocolate cream pies.  Jewel & Rick came over 8:30.  JEan came from school 10:30 with Peg and Marg.  All had a bite.  They left at 12.


  1. I cannot agree more! You knew I would say that, didn't you?!?!?! You know how I feel about the ocean - I go there to go home, in the broadest sense of the word.

    1. Yes, I did know you would say that! It’s tough not being able to get to the beach. It’s been way too long for me.

  2. I have been VERY worried about you! Good to see your post.

    1. Thanks, Gina. We are fine. We had a sun room carpet destroyed, but, obviously that is nothing compared to the devastation we have seen.

  3. I love your pictures. I miss the ocean too, even though I am only an hour and a half away from the coast. As for the election, I am grateful that I have survived it, with all friendships intact. I am glad to see this post, because I too have worried about you.