Tag Archives: Mothers

You Can’t Possible Make This Stuff UP!

7 Oct

Central Colombia woman grows potato in vagina in ill-advised contraception attempt Oct 1, 2014 posted by Craig Corbet

Shocked medical staff in a clinic in the central Colombian town of Honda have discovered a potato growing inside a patient’s vagina, local media reported on Wednesday.

The bizarre phenomenon was discovered when doctors attended a 22-year-old woman complaining of abdominal pains this week.

The embarrassed young woman explained that she had been advised by her mother to insert a potato into her vagina as a means of avoiding unwanted pregnancy.

“My mom told me that if I didn’t want to get pregnant, I should put a potato up there, and I believed her.” the unnamed patient was quoted as saying by local news website HSB Noticias.

After leaving the potato in place for around 2 weeks she began to experience intense pain in her lower abdomen. The potato had germinated, and grown roots inside the lady’s private parts.

When the nurse went to examine the patient, she originally thought she had been the target of a practical joke, as she found roots emerging from the young woman´s vagina.

The offending root vegetable was removed without need for surgery, and there should be no lasting physical effects on the young woman.

Carolina Rojas, the attending nurse, pointed the finger of blame at the woman´s mother for giving her daughter such bad advice in terms of contraception methods available.


All of a sudden, I’m feeling like a really really great mother! At least no vegetable garden has grown inside any of my children!!!

How about if we grade on a curve…What are you feeling really really great about today!

p.s. Thank you Ah Yea for the post idea!

Monday’s Quick Addition!

5 Aug

Hi all,

It’s the first Monday in August and life is terrific! Why terrific you wonder?

1) No one I’m related to has been arrested

2) The plumbing in my house is still working

3) Thing 1 and Thing 2 had the most wonderful time celebrating Thing 2’s fourth birthday in their back-yard with lots of friends, family, love and a huge ice cream truck!

4) Still plenty of summer left to enjoy with friends and family!

5) Realizing all my prayers have been answered….time to rejoice and dance!…Thanksgiving for prayers answered!!!!

I truly am the kind of person that is grateful and appreciative for everything I have and not miserable for what I don’t have…My brilliant and beautiful Mother taught me that along with “surround yourself with friends that are filled with appreciation”… My Mother gave me the most wonderful gift; the gift of happiness for the rest of my life….And YES I did have a wonderful, loving and brilliant Mother in the world, just in case you were wondering!


If you need a little help “scooping” out some happiness today, here’s a little Math Equation that might bring an “answer.”

…If A  is to B, then what is C?


C = Coffee, Coffee Buzz, Buzz, Buzz!

If your summer math is not adding up to something delicious and fun, try changing the equation until the logic makes you smile!

Stay safe!

Giving Thanks…To All The Women Who Have Helped Me Dance In The Rain!

12 Dec
Dear Readers,
Tis the season for giving…THANKS!
I am giving thanks this season and today for this wonderful and important friend that thought enough of me to forward this along! 
So without further delay….I need to say…
Without all the meaningful women in my life, my life would have no meaning!
…So heres to ALL the women who have extended my life! For dancing with me in the rain and I am giving full appreciation and thanks for all their patiences to teach me a few new dance steps while the rain was pouring down!
Female Relationships 
They Teach It at Stanford
In an evening class at Stanford the last lecture was on the mind-body connection – the relationship between stress and disease. The speaker (head of psychiatry at Stanford) said, among other things, that one of the best things that a man could do for his health is to be married to a woman whereas for a woman, one of the best things she could do for her health was to nurture her relationships with her girlfriends. At first everyone laughed, but he was serious.
Women connect with each other differently and provide support systems that help each other to deal with stress and difficult life experiences.
Physically this quality “girlfriend time” helps us to create more serotonin – a neurotransmitter that helps combat depression and can create a general feeling of well being. Women share feelings whereas men often form relationships around activities. They rarely sit down with a buddy and talk about how they feel about certain things or how their personal lives are going. Jobs? Yes. Sports? Yes. Cars? Yes. Fishing, hunting, golf? Yes. But their feelings? Rarely.
Women do it all of the time. We share from our souls with our sisters/mothers, and evidently that is very good for our health. He said that spending time with a friend is just as important to our general health as jogging or working out at a gym.
There’s a tendency to think that when we are “exercising” we are doing something good for our bodies, but when we are hanging out with friends, we are wasting our time and should be more productively engaged, not true.
In fact, he said that failure to create and maintain quality personal relationships with other humans is as dangerous to our physical health as smoking!
So every time you hang out to schmooze with a gal pal, just pat yourself on the back and congratulate yourself for doing something good for your health! We are indeed very, very lucky. Sooooo, let’s toast to our friendship with our girlfriends. Evidently it’s very good for our health.
Thanks to all the girls in my life who have helped me stay healthy, happy, and feeling very loved.
Life isn’t about surviving the storm; but how you dance in the rain. 
Forward this to all your girlfriends over and over again, and stay in touch!
Happy Holidays!
Asklotta and staff is MINDING YOUR BUSINESS today in the sunshine because of my sister, daughters and all my female friends I call sisters!
Again, it has been my pleasure to tell you what to do and what NOT to do!
Kindest regards,
President and CEO


30 Oct

Dear Readers,


I am going to say it out loud…I Hate Halloween! 


I know how it makes me sound like an anti-candy person, which I am NOT. Which is completely ridiculous to anyone who knows me, I could not survive without some kind of (sweetly, sweetfull, sweet-a-licious) indulgence everyday if not twice a day!


One would think with such a sweet tooth and sweet thoughts this would be MY holiday…keep reading!


I never have liked Halloween even as a kid growing up in Rochester, NY. Any Rochester child knows one of the most important decisions regarding a Halloween costume is; can you wear it over a snowsuit (will it still fit?) and will it lose its impact?


Do not get what all the fuss fun is all about.


I hate having my doorbell ringing every five minutes. I am a generous person, I love giving, I love giving candy…just ask Thing one and Thing two? With one hand on the bible, swearing under oath, they would scream from their sugar high…”YES!” I give them lots and lots of (candy/cookies) treats.

My dogs’ staffs go crazy with every footstep, voice and doorbell they hear! Inside my home a barking-fest, giving pause to even the biggest dog lover a question of my staff’s existence. Poor Elwood and poor Augie, thinking we are under attack, bless their protective hearts!…Maybe my Halloween blessing will be hurricane Sandy?


Elwood and Augie standing guard!


Target -1st floor


Target – 1st Floor


Do not get what all the bother fun is all about.

Halloween is a time for the truly gifted and artistic mothers to shine brightly (I am definitely Not one of them). YOU own the cluster of streets in your neighborhood, YOU own the Halloween party at school.  The Halloween talent light shines brightly on you, not your child (hmmm) Please do not confuse those who make a costume with those who CREATE a costume. Halloween CREATIONS would bring any Broadway producer down to his knees green with envy (no pun intended.)


Target – 2nd Floor


Do not get what all the aggravation fun is all about.

Halloween is a time when some adult women use it as an excuse to dress like sluts their fantasies.  Men (equal opportunist) use it as the same excuse, a gynecologist or Hugh Hefner…and they always think they are so original and oh so funny ewww. 


The Mall 10.27.12

Do not get what all the commotion fun is all about.

But what you all do not know (and must) about Halloween in Rochester, NY or I should say trick or treating at my house, MY FAMILY. After a night of hard work, running from house to house, screaming trick or treat at adults, getting rewarded handsomely with sweet candy to add to our already way too heavy pillowcases filled with sugared treats. Upon our arrival back home (I and my sister)…  would get greeted at our front door by my Mother with a smile on her face. We would empty all our candy out and Mother would have us pick six of our most favorite pieces of candy we wanted to keep (more then enough for any one child) and then for the rest of our sweet stash  (pounds and pounds of candy) my Mother would take it to the pediatric floors at our local hospitals for children who were unable to enjoy one of the most fun nights’ a child could possibly have!



Ok Ok…maybe there is some (lots) of fun in this orange and black holiday!  For I will be thinking of my beautiful, sweet and generous mother tomorrow with a smile on my face as the doorbell rings, the dogs bark and children screaming trick or treat! For it was the love of my Mother that made everyday sweeter for me and for so many children in hospitals on Halloween!


Asklotta and staff will MIND YOUR BUSINESS today… Halloween “ready and able” … a bowl filled with candy, 2 dog crates office cubicles, a huge sugar rush and a witch’s hat on my head! (Pun intended)


Again, it has been my pleasure to tell you what to do and what NOT to do!


Kindest regards,




President and CEO







Passing in Peace leaves ALL in Peace!

4 Oct
Dear Readers,
A very kind and loving man passed away gently in his sleep last Thursday, September 27. I am taking a moment today to honor his life for he was a man that not only passed in peace but also passed on a most precious gift, the gift of peace to ALL. 
…Allow me to explain
On July 18 I posted “Divorcing” basically saying there is a time for hurt and pain in divorcing but there also NEEDS to be a time to move on (putting down the swords) for everyone’s sake. So eventually the shattered family could/would be able to become a new whole, a new family, with new rules and boundaries for healing.
I gave the example of Katie Homes and Tom Cruise. I am so very positive there was a tremendous amount of pain to spread around for everyone involved, (including extended families/friends). But they certainly conducted themselves as adults. Their divorce could have played out in the media with unforgivable words and actions spitted at each other with famous divorce lawyers becoming even more rich and famous. But instead they were the model divorcing couple…remaining dignified.
I received a response from a reader who said Wow I haven’t thought about this in years and shared her experience as a child of divorce.
She wrote…(please see July 19 posting for full letter)
“My mother took the high road when my Dad left her for another woman. She never once said a negative thing about my dad after their divorce. She never once said the words “child support” or “money” or “your dad did blankety-blank-blank to me” or “if your dad hadn’t left me…” or “your dad won’t pay for that so you can’t do it.” 
“She never said one negative thing about my stepmom (and from my experience and observation it’s the insecurity of the bio-mom that starts the name-calling and/or bad relationship between a bio-mom and a stepmom — so here’s to you, Mom!). “
“My mother gave me the freedom to love my stepmom. And guess what — I love my mother even more for it. So, my parents gave me the gift of harmony within their divorce, and the gift of many holidays with all three of them. Open minds create open hearts.”
“I still have my parents. They’re 88, soon to be 89. I lost my stepmom recently and would give anything to have her back. But God works in mysterious ways. Instead of my mom and dad living their lives out alone, they like to spend their time together with me. We yuck it up, laugh about the past, try to figure out my brothers, go on rides, and we all miss my stepmom. How’s that for life going full circle? It’s the payoff for two people taking the high road. We all win!”
A week ago Tuesday his daughter and former wife ALL took a drive together to their favorite place to enjoy some time and some fall colors. When Mr. K quietly passed in his sleep just two days later, his daughter had sweet memories of her father, and Tuesday’s words…he said, “I am so happy I am with my family.” All the years and years of kindness allowed that Tuesday’s travel plans as a family, a destination of being ALL together in his final days… But please read on!
A day before Mr. K died he said to his daughter,  “I had your mother put back in my will, it was the lease I could do for all her years of kindness.” AND…
His Obituary reads:
November 09.1923 – September 27, 2012
“Donald K, age 88. beloved husband of the late Eloise M. Loving father….
Dear friend and former spouse to Jean. “The Silver Fox” was a unique guy, to say the least, and always ready to entertain family and friends with hilarious dances, songs, and faces…. he proudly fought for our country in WWII as a pilot in the Army Air Corps. As he put it, he had “a good run” and will forever be remembered for his duck calls, love of the west, exuberant personality, positive attitude in the face of illness, perplexing life decisions, and appreciation of laughter, fresh air, animals, and life.” 
So here’s to you Mr. K, for helping keep our great nation safe, for your sense of humor and for what you left behind….us ALL together! 


BUT with all that said, it was the love in your heart that enabled a peaceful passing for you and for those you needed to leave behind! 
For that Mr. K…
We will ALL be on the West Side, together!
We will ALL be remembering your life, together!
We will ALL be supporting the ones you love, together!
We will ALL be filled with much laughter, together!
We will ALL be missing you, together! 
AND for ALL of that Mr. K., thank you so very much!  For you have left us ALL able to be together in peace!!! 
Asklotta and staff will MIND YOUR BUSINESS today celebrating the life of Mr. K (not a perfect man) but certainly a perfectly loving man.
Again, it has been my pleasure to tell you what to do and what NOT to do!
Kindest regards,
President and CEO

“Eugene Johnson’s First Day of School”

10 Sep
Dear Readers,
Even though Thing One and Thing Two (my neighbor’s children) had the most wonderful first day and days of school sadly there were others in Cleveland not as lucky…and who ever said money can’t buy love didn’t have a five year old in the Cleveland school system!
Unlike Mr. Morris (author “Eugene Johnson’s First Day of School”) I have no faith in blindly pouring more money in the hands of (idiots) Cleveland’s school administrators. They have not proven why they are still in their present jobs much less anything else regarding money (“large tax level”)! If the people in positions of power (Cleveland School Administrators) cannot figure out a school was demolished a year earlier how and why should we have any faith in their ability to manage even more money and more children. 
The Cleveland schools remind me of a quote; “Sometimes forgiving someone is like giving a gunman another bullet.”
You have to understand I am the kind of person that believes when it comes to an education luck should have nothing to do with it. Below is an article about Eugene Johnson’s first day of Kindergarten published in The Plain Dealer (Cleveland’s newspaper). As miserable as it was for Eugene Johnson, Mr. Morris comes to an incredibly inadequate conclusion. 
The article below confirms and reaffirms the knowledge the Cleveland schools need to be taken over without delay. Immediately firing the present administrators, institutionalize accountability, like the rest of corporate America! If you send a client to a meeting in a building that had been demolished a year earlier, you would get fired, as you should. 
Mr. Morris I stand firm in my opinion; pouring good money after bad makes absolutely no sense in fact could even in danger many more children’s lives. My conclusion – Fire all that were responsible!
Please read the article below…
“Eugene Johnson’s first day of kindergarten was a complete disaster: Phillip Morris
Eugene Johnson strapped on his Spiderman book bag early Wednesday morning and headed out the front door with a single thought in mind. Breakfast at the school where he would be starting Kindergarten.
He didn’t care that he and his mother had to walk 25 minutes down Cleveland’s 130th Street in order to catch the No. 22 RTA bus on Lorain Avenue.
He didn’t care that he would have to ride that bus for 10 minute, get off near 99th Street, and walk still another 10 minutes to Almira Elementary.
He didn’t even care that his mother woke him at 6:30 that morning and made him get extra clean for the first day of school.
He didn’t care because he’s 6. And when you’re 6, the first day of school is exciting – especially when you’ve been told that breakfast is going to be served.
There’s no way Eugene, a smallish boy, who dreams of owning his own computer, could have know that the Cleveland Metropolitan School district was about to teach him an important lesson, a lesson that will likely remain with him for sometime:
Life doesn’t always come with a breakfast.
“When he found out that he wasn’t going to get breakfast, he just started crying. I wanted to cry too,” Shanesha King, the mother, said Friday morning.
Eugene Johnson didn’t get his eagerly anticipated school breakfast Wednesday morning because the building the school district told him to report to at 3375 West 99th Street no longer exists.
He was instructed to report to Almira Elementary School, which was built in 1916 and demolished in 2010.
The place where the school once stood is now a large hole in the ground — the scene of a fresh construction site and home of a future Cleveland school.
Mistakes happen.
But try explaining that reality to a boy on his first day of school. Try explaining bureaucratic errors, like non-existent buildings or phantom addresses, to a kid who had spent days debating whether to carry the Scooby Doo, or the Spiderman book bag on Day One.
Try explaining to a boy, who had been dreaming of new friends and breakfast, that his first day of school is one he’s likely never to forget, for all of the wrong reasons.
Cleveland remains a sprawling district, filled with transient families that often move multiple times throughout a single academic year. It’s a difficult task to track students.
With a mobility rate of 30 percent, children can easily disappear within the system as families migrate throughout the city, and in and out of the district.
But how do you send a boy – and 293 other students — to a school that was closed in 2009 and demolished a year later?
No one seems to have a good answer. Roseann Canfora, the district’s communication’s officer, said the mistake was realized Tuesday, the day before school began. A phone message was hastily recorded and dialed to the 294 families that had been instructed to take their children to the vacant lot on West. 99th.
But it’s not at all clear how many children, like Eugene, still showed up at the wrong site, because the district didn’t have working contact telephone numbers for all of the parents.
Interestingly enough, no signs were posted at the erroneous address redirecting people to the proper location off of West 117th street. No district employee was assigned to the hole in the ground, to point parents and their young children to the building that now temporarily housing Almira elementary, some two miles away.
In the big scheme of things, the mistake of sending nearly 300 Cleveland school children to an active construction site is far from the worst thing that could happen to the district.
There’s no reason to believe that this embarrassing mistake need distract from the district’s stated goal of becoming “a premier school district in the United States of America.”
But still, one cannot help but wonder the following:
If the administration figured out, belatedly, that it had directed scores of families to the wrong address, why didn’t it simply have someone waiting at the hole in the ground with coffee, fruit and cookies?
That simple measure would have stopped one little boy’s first day of school from being a complete disaster. And it would have made an impoverished Cleveland mother feel a little bit better about the $5 she was needlessly forced to spend on an all day bus pass.
It’s simple things like that — and getting children graduated — that help get large tax levies passed.
By Phillip Morris, The Plain Dealer – Friday, August 24, 2012
Asklotta and staff will MIND YOUR BUSINESS today fed up with “bureaucratic errors” and “large tax levies” because putting money in the hands of the stupid and the entitled only creates a hot mess, as poor Eugene Johnson knows all too well!
Again, it has been my pleasure to tell you what to do and what NOT to do!
Kindest regards,
President and CEO

My First Stab at Fiction…please be kind

20 Aug
Dear Readers,
My interest in writing fiction has become stronger and stronger and I am the first to recognize all my limitations or more harshly put, lack of talent but my mother would say, “Nothing ventured, nothing gained.” So in my mother’s memory and in the spirit of all her love, I’m throwing caution to the wind, here goes it!  
Ally woke to her husband deep rhythmic breathing in their large king size bed to an overcast sky with threatening clouds looming above as she started her day. She awaken to a bad feeling, so far only a couple minutes into the morning and nothing about her day felt good. She thought about lying in bed for a few more minutes with her eyes shut it had been a late night with friends but Ally pushed those feelings aside and got out of bed. She stood straight for a moment motionless listening for sounds from her children’s bedrooms ensuring no one was awake. Ally tiptoed out of her bedroom for she feared if her husband woke-up, he would not be able to go back to sleep and it was he who had stayed up even later to clean up after the last guest left.  All she wanted in this moment was some peace to keep her precious morning quiet without her thoughts being interrupted, time to think about last night and all the cast of characters in last’s night get-together.
Rising early and turning on her coffee machine is something Ally looked forward to without fail except for this morning a nagging feeling kept rising up in her chest, something wasn’t right. It felt more like an anxiety attack but she couldn’t put her finger on it. Why today much less at six in the morning. Last night’s conversation with a friend was still being played over and over. Did he mean to blab all that information? Did he have a motive for saying what he said, was he just drunk? There are no secrets in this town he does not know and the town knows it. But yet his words still clung to her like a damp t-shirt, it was upsetting and he knew it. Why, why? She didn’t know if she was embarrassed, angry or empathic but then again did it really matter? She wished she could push the re-set button and not know what she now knows…what was that saying, “ignorance is bliss?” 
Ally walked down the back stairs and as she got to the last step she could see her neighbor Jim White out her kitchen window peeing on the bushes. Three years ago she had those bushes planted exactly there for a purpose, to separate her driveway from his. But in retrospect a fence would have served her better but at the time had not wanted to spend the extra money it would have cost. Not only would it have solved her first problem but it would have certainly taken care of her second problem; Jim White’s boorish male habit of peeing outdoors while facing her house. Disgusting act she thought, as if he didn’t know peeing outdoors for his neighbors to watch wasn’t acceptable. Jim knew he was on display from her kitchen and he didn’t care. His dog immediately sniffed Jim’s morning deposit and quickly lifted his leg in the exact same spot…revolting she thought.
But the smell of the brewing coffee quickly distracted her and drew her attention back inside the walls of her own home. The sounds and smell of coffee brewing in the morning gave way to a calm and serene feel…ahhh, coffee is always so calming she thought and she began to feel maybe everything was going to be OK today regardless of her neighbor’s animal frat row behavior. At least she knew her two daughter’s day would be OK. They were both looking forward to a birthday party at a friend’s pool. It would give her a couple of undistracted hours to herself.
On good days Ally was able to keep herself busy in a complete state of denial or rationalize her behavior was actually helping her family. But today she knew was not going to be one of those days (a good day) and in her heart of hearts she knew that was the source of her anxiety (it always was). Ally feared she wasn’t going to be able to stop the consequences from happening, not this time, not after last night’s conversation…why, why did he have to tell her? Ally knew she had seen too much and now knows too much, the brutal reality of truth forced upon her like the pain of a migraine. Ally knew better then to entertain such childish fantasies of remaining in the dark; it would only lead to more unwanted disappointments and heartaches.
With coffee in hand she leaned over and turned her computer on. It beeped and flashed brightly and in a minute or two Ally would be connected to her other world that she could escape into; her sister’s and friend’s emails, wonderful loving emails of inspiration from her mother, plus informational updates from clubs and organizations she donated her time.
She blinked twice making sure her mind wasn’t playing a mean trick on her, the email she saw brought a smile to her face, maybe Ally thought, just maybe today, she would check her sanity at the door just one more time, ignore reality for she had gotten very good at fooling herself or maybe just very good at rationalizing her behavior. All she really wanted was a chance; a chance to pretend everything was exactly the same, just as it was before.  She thought, Com ‘on now…. really is that too much to ask? Not for today she softly whispered not for today!
Asklotta and staff is MINDING YOUR BUSINESS today feeling very brave!
Again, it has been my pleasure to tell you what to do and what NOT to do!
Kindest regards,
President and CEO

“What’s Wrong With My Hair?”

13 Aug
Dear Readers,
Below AOL from the Huffington Post regarding Gabby Douglas Hair …It originally struck me one way as, oh how I wish all girls would have Gabby Douglas attitude. But then it struck me in a different way (confirmed by her mother’s comments) which is the bigger story a story all about the perfect example of the ugly, the jealous and the stupid. 
LONDON — Women’s gymnastics all-around champion Gabby Douglas likes her hairstyle just fine, thanks.
The 16-year-old said Sunday she was a little confused when she logged onto her computer after winning her second gold medal in three days and discovered people were debating her pulled-back look.
“I don’t know where this is coming from. What’s wrong with my hair?” said Douglas, the first U.S. gymnast to win gold in team and all-around competition. “I’m like, `I just made history and people are focused on my hair?’ It can be bald or short, it doesn’t matter about (my) hair.”
Douglas uses gel, clips and a ponytail holder to keep things in place while she competes, a style she’s worn for years.
“Nothing is going to change,” she said. “I’m going to wear my hair like this during beam and bar finals. You might as well just stop talking about it.”
The bubbly teenager is the first African-American gymnast to win her sport’s biggest prize. She had no idea she was lighting up social media until she Google herself hours after winning her gold medal.
“I don’t think people should be worried about that,” she said. “We’re all champions and we’re all winners. I just say that it’s kind of, a stupid and crazy thought to think about my hair.”
-Huffington Post
But then a few days later her Mother Natalie Hawkins spoke out:
“How ignorant is it of people to comment on her hair and she still has more competitions to go. Are you trying to ruin her self confidence?” Hawkins told Fashionista.com. “She has to go out there and feel good about herself, and if she feels good about herself on that floor, who are you to criticize her? What have you done to help contribute to her dream, that you felt it necessary to put it out there so that she could see it.”
And Hawkins adds there’s more to why her daughter’s hair may look unkempt to the critics (who Hawkins assesses have mostly been African American women).
“She lives with a white host family and they don’t know anything about taking care of her hair,” said Hawkins. “And there’s no black salons in their area [in Iowa] –- not one. We had to work really hard to find a stylist to come and do her hair.”
“Gabby’s coach Liang Chow agrees. He told Hawkins — “She’s beautiful. You don’t need to change her hair. We need to focus on training. Hair is secondary.”
Here is the bigger story, Why does our society feel it is OK to criticize others for doing nothing wrong but yet a man who shoots innocent victims in a movie theater is called “an alleged shooter” commanding more respect then a hard working 16 year old girl who has sacrificed so much to represent her country with honor and dignity.
It is NOT OK for people to attack young girls about their appearance much less the ones who have made wonderful choices in life and who are doing incredible things to better their life and others! They put themselves out for the world to see without any guarantees?  Trying their hardest in front of millions to witness the slightest error and never to be forgotten, now that takes guts that only a few own! 
Let me make myself perfectly clear, it is NOT OK to say what ever you want just because it is on your brain, you need a filter between your brains and your mouth and people should rise up and protect others from the jealous, the greedy and the envious… This only comes from minds that hate! AND have no place in a (good and decent) society. Mean and critical words breaks hearts, rocks the once confident and jade the young…stand up, unite, do not tolerate the mean and nasty spewing from the entitled and spiteful.
AND by the way…
…Did I have the only Mother in the world that said, “If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all.”
Personally I never noticed any of the girl’s hair in any of the Olympic events (completely blown over by their ability and everything they did to get to this point) but now that I’m staring at their heads, I think Gabby’s hair and everyone else’s looks great! They all are incredible athletes with a job and a purpose and not one of their responsibilities entails caring about what their hair looks like (thank goodness!) 
Asklotta and staff is MINDING YOUR BUSINESS with wide accepting arms for all those who work hard at life, trying their very best to live a life with honor, dignity and completely un-entitled…regardless if they have any hair at all.
Again, it has been my pleasure to tell you what to do and what NOT to do!
Kindest regards,
President and CEO

“There’s No Place Like Home”… There Is No Place Like Home!

20 Jun
Dear Readers,
This time of year Boston’s day light begins around 4:30 AM. If by some chance you forgot to pull your bedroom curtains closed the night before, around 4:30 in the morning the light will start to stream in to your bedroom, making it near impossible not to wake up. Personally I love the morning light and I will agree with anyone that 4:30 IS a bit early but it is still lovely to see daylight and to enjoy the longer spring days!  
I felt like Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz….Clicking my heels together, “There’s no place like home” and there is no place like home!
I was leaving Boston on a 1:40 PM flight out of Logan Airport so I had the morning to enjoy! My daughter met me for coffee at 6:50 AM. It was the end of my visit and we had a great sense of accomplishment. We not only settled her in to a new apartment but also had tons of fun in the process. As we drank our coffee and laughed (about silly things) when all of a sudden it came to an abrupt end when my daughter said “we need to leave, don’t want to be late for work.” So I sprang in to action, threw on my sneakers and off I went absorbing all the sights and sounds of Boston’s busy Tuesday morning! 

Once outside of my hotel and walking smartly towards her office I began chattering and clacking again with nothing but nonsense as my arms swung back and forth by my side. I was smiling from ear to ear, loving every second…. You see my daughter does this walk every Monday through Friday and is very knowledgeable of the morning routine and didn’t seem as excited.  A friend once said to me “life is all about the minutia” (sitting having a glass of ice tea with a friend.) What my daughter didn’t realize in that moment in time due to other thoughts bouncing in her head, for me it was just one of those joyful parent moments of doing nothing out of the ordinary (nothing monumental) but I was so thrilled my adult child made room in her life for me! Which I will forever be thankful (please see photos below) 
Ahhh the simple joys of life!  I believe the huge events in one’s life is barely remembered, but life’s minutia, all the small insignificant non-eventful events (that I too didn’t recognize), I hold securely and guard with all my love and gratitude…for these are the precious stories of my life! 
Asklotta and staff will MIND YOUR BUSINESS without a care in the world today!

Again, it has been my pleasure to tell you what to do and what NOT to do?
Kindest regards,
President and CEO

50 Shades of bad writting!

21 May
Dear Readers,
My sister and I were talking one morning (as we always do) and she wanted to know why we haven’t discussed the book 50 Shades of Grey that became an overnight Internet success and a national phenomenon.  I said calmly with clarity, because I haven’t read the book due to some pretty bad reviews. TT said, don’t you think its our responsibility to read a book that has swept the nation, a book that has become more popular then any other “romance novel” don’t you want to know why? She went on, The Twilight books got teenage girls reading again, Harry Potter got children and adults reading again. She said what is it about 50 Shades of Grey do you think that is making it so popular and keeping women up to all hours of the night reading… even women well in to their 70’s and 80’s? Well when she put it that way, O.K. (I do love current events)…. Let me warn you, I made a bad mistake regarding my sister’s idea!
50 Shades of Grey
By E. L. James
Genre- Erotic Fiction
First – The book is simplistically written.  Not a well-written book by any great stretch of the imagination, lacking in character development, lacking a plot and redundant to boredom…. Basically, the literary equal to the Kardashian’s
Second – As a mother of two daughters it is greatly disturbing that this book is so popular. 
Third – As a woman I find it disturbing that this book is so popular.
Fourth – My oldest daughter said, 50 Shades of Grey has benefited from the Internet “jumping on the band wagon” mentality but the popularity could be based on stupid people mistaking the feeling of uncomfortable for great works of art…. it is just poorly written.

Fifth – If I had to read Ana saying “my inner goddess” one more time I thought I would lose my cookies all over the book
Sixth – My sister is on MY “book recommendation” probation list…AND please knows this is not the first time I’ve placed HER there!!!
Seventh – The second book in the trilogy I’ve been told by a friend is even more boring and even more redundant then the first. As my friend said, “I’m half way through and I probably won’t finish it because it’s so boring.”
The book begins with the first six chapters like any other romance novel.  The virgin girl (Anastasia Steele) who is just a few days away from her college graduation meets the most handsome, extremely wealthy (billionaire) man (Christian Grey) by mishap. Ana’s roommate Kate comes down with the flu and sends Ana in her place to interview Christian Grey for their college newspaper. It took Kate months to get the interview and she didn’t want to pass up the opportunity plus as luck should have it Mr. Grey is the college’s largest benefactor and will be handing out the diplomas at graduation.  Ana literally falls in to Mr. Grey’s office and in spite of her lack of coordination and her lack of sophistication the billionaire becomes fixated with her.
The relationship is literally and figuratively defined by Christian Grey (Ana needs to sign a non-discloser contract per his lawyer’s advice) Once the non-discloser is signed another contract is presented for her review (mutually agreeing to different acts of bondage and submission) This is by no means a romance by any stretch of the word, clearly just sex between two consenting adults. It is also consenting acts of domination, manipulation and S&M. Ana has to be completely submissive allowing Christian to control what she wears, what she eats, when she sleeps and of course his painful and humiliating sexual pleasures. Philip Galanes (Social Q’s) of the New York Times so eloquently states, “Why would a woman want a man to truss her up like a Christmas turkey, and never do any trussing in return.”
In my opinion 50 Shades of Grey has less to do with sexual (erotic) content (though there is a lot) and more to do with the extreme and life long damage of abuse and rape.  An older woman (his mother’s friend) used Christian Grey when he was a young teenager to play out her sexual fantasies. The “Mrs. Robinson” of the BDSM world. In my opinion she did raped him and hence became as his character said, “ I am 50 shades of fucked up.”

It truly is a boring book! I am scratching my head even more confused regarding my sister’s original question…why is 50 Shade of Grey so popular?…Not a clue! 
Asklotta and staff will MIND YOUR BUSINESS today advising everyone to not waste fifteen dollars or time on this garbage, but if for some reason you still want to read 50 Shades of Grey (even though I am sure there are better written erotic fiction to read) then just look in the trash…because that is where I threw mine as I am sure other copies have gone.
The one thing that did surprise me the most regarding this book, the author is a woman.  I guess women have reached true equality with men in the literary sector…the true lack of knowing what women truly want!
And as for my sister please know, as I say with a smile and with all the love in my heart, I WILL get her back!
Again, it has been my pleasure to tell you what to do and what NOT to do!
Kindest regards,
Present and CEO
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