I know. It has been a very, very long time. And I see that people are still popping in once in a while which is really cool!

SO, I am down to about 220 pounds! I KNOW!! crazy. Um. part of it because I am on a medication that has pretty much forced me really watch what I eat and I don’t have much of an apetite most days.

What do I do for work. Well…You are looking at it, really. I have another blog I work on http://www.redwhiteandcountry.ca – so if you like country music, you should head on over there! I have interviewed some big names already and have had a lot of fun.

I am an AUNTIE!!!! My niece Presley is THE BOMB!

I would fight all of you for this kid. I absolutely would. She has made a huge impact on all of our lives over the last 7 1/2 months, I will tell you that!

The crew on Frank’s side are growing like weeds! Oi vay. I don’t remember being so difficult when I was a teenage girl but I guess I was because I was a teenage girl. LOL! It goes with the territory. You can’t help it. And Easton, I feel bad for the boy living with those girls. He just wants some peace and quiet.

I kind of wanted to talk about the kids in my life a little today because I have been thinking about them a lot. I try not to get to political here and I SURELY do not on my other blog. But I came here because the Parkland Shooting, even though I am Canadian, has affected me in a more profound way than I ever thought it would.

First of all, you are going to say, “This is an American issue. Stay out of it.” Well, I can’t. And I will tell you why. Have you ever lived in an apartment where you had REALLY loud neighbours? Like they were a couple who fought all the time? Or they were a couple of guys living on their own for the first time and partying all the time? They were loud and obnoxious and REALLY irritating to live beside, right? Yeah. Ok. THAT is what is like living beside you right now and quite frankly, you are fucking up our chi. We were good. Things were great. Now people are even questioning the validity of Roll Up The Rim To Win, alright. THINGS ARE NOT GOOD! So you really need to get it together. We need a break from you, America. We need a break.

Now. There are some things you should know about me. I grew up in a family where the men hunt(ed). I joined the Canadian Armed Forces Army Reserves at 17. Yes. 17. I was still in High School. Ma and Pa had to sign off the paperwork to put a machine gun in their baby girl’s hands. I am not now, nor have I ever been afraid of any kind of firearm. Why? Not because I know how to use one but because I was taught to respect one and I was taught what the consequences of misusing one are. I am not a vegetarian or vegan and am a big supporter of Ducks Unlimited. I believe in harvesting (hunting) because it keeps animal populations healthy. If you have never gone shooting, I recommend it, it is very relaxing. And to my veg friends, before you get on me for the hunting, you need hunters more than you think. Bambi doesn’t just eat leaves you know…they eat lettuce and alfalfa and all sorts of great things YOU survive on. If there are too many “bambies” kicking around, they either a) die from starvation or b) eat YOUR food. So. I am just going to leave that there. Harvesting is also different from game hunting. It is also different than how animals are treated on commercial farms. I am not going to apologize for it. It is good sense. Period.

All of this being said, I DO NOT believe that the gun laws in the United States are strict enough. I DO NOT believe that the average civilian requires an assault rifle. What I DO believe is that there needs to be change. I DO believe that the NRA needs to have less control on what is happening in Washington. What is happening right now is unbelievable and how people can stand by and let it happen astounds me. I don’t understand how as a responsible gun owner you can’t see that some kind of gun reform is needed. Now!

If you want to leave now, by all means, leave. I will not be responding to any kind of “Um actually…” comments either. Why? Frankly, my blog, my opinion. You don’t like it. Read something else.

Incidentally, I’ve asked several of these people what they seem to need this weapon for. It was all based out of want. No need. Lighter. Easier aim. Faster. yep. yep. So basically you are a shitty shot and lazy hunter. You don’t need an assault rifle for coyotes, deer or hogs. If you do, you are in the aforementioned groups of hunters. Man up and get some real rifle practice or stay home on the couch.

Most importantly, I DO count my blessings every day that I live in Canada and that my nieces and nephew can go to school every day and feel safe and protected. What has affected me the most out of all of this is seeing these parents. More parents. Burying their kids. Reporters trying to speak to an inconsolable mother as she screams at Donald Trump,”WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO?” and knowing he isn’t going to do anything to help her. I want to hold this woman and tell her it’ll be fine. But it won’t. Because tomorrow some other kid, in some other state can walk in to a store and buy a gun. Why? Because he can.

Frank and I can’t have kids. Having our nieces and nephew are the closest we will ever have. I am so thankful that the odds of me ever getting this kind of a phone call or that they will ever have to worry about going to school with armed guards and teachers with guns are slim to none. They can go to school and be kids and learn. It breaks my heart that there are people who don’t want that for their children. That having a “thing” means more to them than that. When I see what @Emma4change and the kids from that school are accomplishing, it gives me hope for the future. It gives me hope that maybe there are young people who give a shit. But it makes me think, “Damn…how much greatness was wasted that day? Was there a President? A Nobel Prize winner?”

I hope these kids accomplish greatness on March 24th. I wish them all of the best and I will be with them in spirit. To Emma Gonzalez – rock on sister!