Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Austria's House of Horrors

~~Shocking details of what has been called "Austria's house of horrors" emerged as a 73-year-old man confessed to locking his daughter in a soundproofed underground cell for 24 years and fathering seven children with her. Josef Fritzl, an electrical engineer, admitted sexually abusing his daughter Elisabeth, 42, since she was 11. When she threatened to escape, he locked her in a dungeon he built beneath the family garden, covering it with a lawn and wild flowers so that neighbours would not become suspicious.
He confirmed that she had given birth to seven of his children, one of whom, a twin, died in 1996 after surviving three days. He admitted disposing of the baby's body by throwing it into an incinerator. He said he had assisted with the delivery of all the children.
Police said Elisabeth was beaten when she tried to protest at her incarceration, and realised after several years that it was futile to resist her domineering father.
Frank Polzer, the head of lower Austria's criminal affairs office, confirmed that Fritzl was considered the only culprit in the case. He described him as a "sprightly, physically fit and stately" 73-year old who had been "extraordinarily sexually potent" and "led a perfect double life".
His account that his daughter had run away from home and joined a sect was "reinforced by letters" from her, dictated by him, in which she wrote: "Don't look for me." With the letters he was able to convince police of his eligibility to look after some of her children he said she had left at the house, despite the fact that he had two serious previous criminal convictions.
As the horrors of the case unfolded and Austria tried to come to terms with a case of incest on an extraordinary scale, neighbours said they had thought the family strange, but not suspicious. They said they had not considered it particularly strange that the family bought large quantities of groceries which Fritzl mostly delivered to the cellar in the dark of night.
Nor did Fritzl's wife, Rosemarie (now 78), appear to know anything of the prison, accessed via a workshop, which police said had been enlarged several times as the family grew over the years.
"Her world has fallen apart," Polzer said of Fritzl's wife, who had seven other children with Fritzl, aged between 37 and 51, one of whom is a teacher. "She's in a bad way," a local councillor, Hans-Heinz Lenze, added. "She had known nothing of his double life." His children described him to police as being a "dominating tyrant" who frequently beat his children.
Fritzl and his wife raised three of the incest-born children after he told authorities that his daughter had dumped them on his doorstep, saying she was unable to cope with them. They adopted one and fostered the other two. Neighbours described Rosemarie as an "energetic and loving" grandmother. Social workers who were responsible for the family said that they had suspected nothing about the family, largely because Rosemarie had made a good impression on them.
After initially refusing to talk, Fritzl gave police the electronic code which opened a one-metre high iron door into the secret prison. "From that point he started to talk," a police spokesman said. "He's been fairly ready to speak, though initially weak on detail."
Police yesterday released a set of photographs showing the dungeon-like cell, with 1.7-metre (5ft 7in) high walls, beneath the back garden where Elisabeth had been held and where she gave birth to her seven children, three of whom were held there with her. A narrow passageway led to the rooms, including a small bathroom decorated with octopus and snail motifs, and a tiny bedroom. There was also a television - the only form of diversion or contact with the outside world.
Fritzl explained to police how he had habitually accessed the cellar, using a remote control device which he kept on his person all the time. He used the device to lock the door once he had entered the cell, telling the children that as he was the only one who knew the code, if they harmed him they would all die in the cell.
Elisabeth Fritzl was being treated last night in a nearby psychiatric clinic with six of her children. The head of the clinic, Berthold Kepplinger, said they would require lengthy therapy. "We're talking of 20 years of darkness, incest and its effects and other illnesses they might have suffered from."
Elisabeth was said to be white-haired, frail and traumatised. She only agreed to speak to police about her ordeal after being assured that she would never have to see her father again.
Felix, five, the youngest of Elisabeth's children, was said to be "bowled over" after being allowed to ride in a police car. "This was something he had only known from the television," Polzer said.
Fritzl appeared in court in St Pölten yesterday. He faces up to 15 years in prison if convicted of raping his daughter.
The case only came to light after Elisabeth's 19-year-old daughter, Kerstin, was taken to hospital suffering from shortness of breath and cramps. A note from her mother was found with her by medical staff, who alerted police. Elisabeth was later brought to the hospital by her father; they were intercepted by police and taken for questioning.
It emerged that as Kerstin's illness worsened, Fritzl had released Elisabeth and her other two children from the cellar, telling his amazed wife that their daughter had returned. Kerstin was still in a critical state in an intensive care unit last night.
In an interview with Der Standard, a schoolfriend of Elisabeth said: "Her brother once said to me of his father: 'He'll kill us all one day.' "
Neighbours in Amstetten, a pretty town 70 miles from Vienna with a population of 23,000, expressed a mix of bewilderment and horror. "It's a catastrophe," said one. "It makes my hair stand on end."
Results of DNA tests which would confirm Josef as the father of Elisabeth's children are expected in a couple of days.
The case has drawn parallels with Natascha Kampusch, the Vienna schoolgirl abducted in 1998, aged 10, who finally escaped from her captor in 2006.~~

Sunday, April 27, 2008

Happy Birthday Baby Sister

Yeah, my baby sis is now 36 ! Almost my age. We had a nice dinner at mom's and sat outside while some played goofy golf, and rode bikes, and marked with chalk on the pavement. It was a beautiful day.

I remember finding out that mom was going to have a baby. She told me and my brothers, and she had tears in her eyes. I asked " Mom, why are you crying.?"

"Well" she replied, " I thought I was all done having babies, but it's going to be OK. When you get older you'll understand".

And she was right on that one. No wonder she was crying ! But the years went fast, and I could not imagine my life without my sister. We share so much, and are so close. I am thankful for her.
I mean, who else would offer you the folded kleenex in the crotch of her underwear to blow your dripping nose in Frenchy's change room? Only a sister would do that!

Friday, April 25, 2008

Truck nutz

Wow, the law makers in Florida can't have much on their plates.

They are concerned , however, about these nuts hanging under the license plates. They dangle from trailer hitches. ~~Motorists would be fined $60 for displaying the novelty items, which are known by brand names like "Truck Nutz" and resemble the south end of a bull moving north.~~

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Ah, seeing green today

Golf greens... went golfing today with son#1 . He did very good, and beat me on #9. It was beautiful, and there are no flies yet.

Looking forward to going swimming this summer. Think we should all get together for a swim, supper, and a cold one. Some, you know, are better swimmers than others. Some are experts.

Loverboy came in the bathroom tonight, to find me standing naked in the tub, with my head out of the window . " What are you doing?" he asked. Well, I replied with a little smile... I just saw a UFO. Something went passed, lit up in white, but travelling awfully fast.
"Oh, yeah, " he said. " Satellites can travel fast", and he turned and left. He thinks I am nuts. I can tell.

I saw La Girl's new pad this week. Pretty nice. Nice bay window to sit in. She's settling right in, and even had tea bags on hand. Saw her seaweed yarn project. Nice socks. Loose furniture piece.

Poor Brenda Martin, if she is actually truthful. Real shame to be so depressed in Mexico. Lesson to be learned: watch out for internet fraud. If things appear too good to be true: they probably are.

Bedtime at the LeBlancs.

Friday, April 18, 2008

Camping in Nova Scotia

is a wonderful website that allows you to pick and reserve your site online. Some parks even have pictures so you can see what you are getting. Awesome.

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

April Blog Smog

Polygamy... I just don't know what to say. I feel bad for the mothers of the children that were hauled off that ranch, but boy, they sure seem brainwashed to me. Imagine the husband, with all those wives. You gotta give him credit, for servicing all those women, not to mention dealing with all that PMS. Cook all day, and have a nice roast beef supper ready, and have him go somewhere else to eat.... oh, there would be a price to pay.
Dairy Queen ..... my favorite commercial right now. The one with the Parents Day at school, and the dad who makes blizzard treats, and disappoints the astronaut, and lion tamer.

Ants, and tweet tweets .... are out. Sign of spring.

Card Withdrawal.... been a while since the last card game. Haven't heard of anyone hospitalized for treatment of withdrawal symptoms.

Telemarketers ... is there any need for calls on Saturday evening???? weird numbers too... like 0-123-456-7890, and 0-000-000-0000. Free cruises too!

Junk food and strokes......Eating too much junk food may contribute to cancer, dementia, stroke and other diseases through a lack of vitamins, minerals and other micronutrients in the diet, according to a new theory.

Got Gas ? ...... in your tank. Well, if you don't , a fill up will be costly. Check out http://www.novascotiagasprices.com/ for the highest and lowest gas prices in NS in the past 60 hours.

Pope visiting Bush .... I just love Jay Leno. Here's what he had to say about the pope visiting Bush .

~~"It was a huge, huge, big deal. Although I don't think President Bush is too familiar with the Catholic religion. There was one awkward moment when President Bush kept looking behind the pope going, 'So, where's Mrs. Pope?'" --Jay Leno

"President Bush also told the pope that he has prayed every single day since he became president. Hey, since Bush became president, we've all prayed every single day." --Jay Leno

Got real Gas? ..... ~~A company called The Pond Inc. is now selling a product called "Subtle Butt", billed as a fart neutralizer, to eliminate smelly flatulence.It's an activated carbon fabric pad, measuring 3.25" x 3.25" square, and adheres to the inside of your underwear with two self-adhesive strips. As the wind breaks, Subtle Butt filters the flatulence, absorbing and neutralizing its odor. Now you can eat as many burritos you want and still have a social life. Available in a five pack, they retail for $9.95 per pack...~~ I 'll have to get some for Christmas gifts. Yes, that 's right, hostess, they're for you.

Saturday, April 12, 2008

What's with that?

I had a bath, and put my favorite nightie on. Come down and took my favorite spot in the lazy-girl chair, laptop on my lap. Next to me is my Archie Bunker, the silent one, clicker in hand. He's got a toasted sandwich of some kind, and a tall glass of milk. He's watching a race, a hockey game, and the Masters (golf), all at once. I've got the cosmopolitan magazine, a cup of tea, and that knitting project, by my side.

It's Saturday night. What happened to me? When did I age so? When did I decide that Saturday night is just another night? Never today did it cross my mind that we should do something special to celebrate the eve of the day we get to sleep in.

Scariest part is that I feel like being right where I am, right now.
Before you know it I'll have a night time dose of exlax to take and I'll be keeping a glass of water and flashlight on my nightstand.

Wednesday, April 09, 2008

Fort Knox

Yup, my office, with the door locked, and keys inside, is about like Fort Knox. But, myself and a helpful staff/partner in crime, did succeed at a break and enter. We hurt all our fingers in the process. I was thinking, .... Great, how do I explain her broken fingers to Worker's Compensation.

Oh, I need a vacation.

Tuesday, April 08, 2008

I am not losing it afterall

Yes, it has been determined today. I am not losing my mind.

For the past 6 months, I have constantly been losing letters, notes, bills, etc... I know my desk is not the cleanest, but you really feel like a loser when you have no idea how much you owe, cause you can't find your bill. And you can't find stuff like letters from the Fire marshal, and other important stuff. Even little grocery notes are missing. Well today, I could not find 20 t4 slips for 20 people, and all the necessary forms. I was sick. How could I lose so much stuff. Did I throw it out?

With a little woman's intuition, I got a bright idea. maybe someone was taking my stuff.

And I was right! And I found a bag full of stuff in someone's closet! Just like a little squirrel was busy hoarding my stuff ! My god, there were so many things from past few months. There was the missing phone bill, the VON files they called me about, etc, etc... And there was a lot of t4 slips !!

So, for all who thought I was careless, had a poor filing system, and was on the verge of losing it.... rest assured, I am just fine.

Monday, April 07, 2008

Could you smell it?

I sure did. Today , it smelled like spring. Very nice indeed. I cleaned around the yard , collected Christmas wreaths, and built a little fire. Nothing like an illegal fire to feel like spring. I even checked for mice in the camper. No signs, yet.

The longest weekend of the year was last weekend. (Although I did have a card game Sunday afternoon. Sorry , I had to win both games...chuckle, chuckle.... And to Mr. Neighbor, thanks for all the wild cards and thanks to The hyper one who kept score and kept beat.) Loverboy was gone fishing, and still is out. Kinda miss him. Saturday morning the kids weren't home, and with Loverboy gone, it was very weird. What did I do with my time before children? Before children, when I was alone at home? I have no idea. Children have ruined my own sense of individuality. Does that statement even make sense? I am lost without a hamper full of clothes, a dishwasher that needs to be unloaded, and the eldest looking for food at 30 minute intervals.

Getting back to the dishwasher. Now, I think if homeowners installed 3 dishwashers, and fewer cabinets, a real trend could be set. Clean dishes could be kept in dishwashers, after all, that's where they always seem to be.

Saturday, April 05, 2008

Sable island Raffle

~~Ticket raffle by Read by the Sea.
Each winning ticket will take two people to Sable Island for a day. 350 tickets are available at $50/ticket. There will be two winning tickets and these will be drawn on July 19th, at Read by the Sea.
August 25th has been reserved for this trip, however, airplane travel to Sable Island is always weather sensitive; the trip may be changed to the first possible fair weather date after the 25th. Winners will be notified approximately one week in advance if there is a foreseeable change.
The trip will start the evening prior to the adventure at the Hilton Garden Airport Hotel (lodging is included in the raffle prize). The group will be driven early the morning of August 25th (weather permitting) to the charter airline at the Robert Stanfield International airport. The flight is approximately one and a half hours, depending on winds. Timing is planned in hopes of spending ten hours on Sable Island. A delicious gourmet lunch, as well as snacks and beverages, will be provided.~~ email suleah@pchg.net to reserve yours.

Friday, April 04, 2008


I hate the wind. I like rain, and I love thunderstorms, but boy , do I hate that noisy wind. It's always so spooky-sounding.

Here are some wind facts:

~The atmosphere moves the earth's temperatures from one place to another creating wind.
~Warm air moves to the poles where it cools down.
~Cold air moves toward the equator (the middle) where it warms up.
~When winds blow really hard they're called: hurricanes, tornadoes, microbursts, zephyrs, sirocco, sharav, mistral or monsoons.
~Wind moves from areas of high pressure to areas of low pressure.
~When a storm needs a ride it hops onto the high-speed wind, that is above 30,000 feet, "jet stream"
~Trade winds (winds that move from east to west) get sailors on ships at sea from one place to another.
~The westerlies blow west to east.
~Ships need winds to avoid the horse latitudes, areas of calm or no wind.
~Doldrums are calm and light baffling winds that exists north of the equator between the northern and southern trade winds in the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans.
~Watch the water drain from a filled sink, the water spins in a counterclockwise direction in the northern hemisphere and clockwise in the southern hemisphere. The airflow around the spinning Earth does the same thing.
~Wind direction is always the direction the wind comes from. The EAST wind comes from the East.

We all know Chicago is called the windy city, but is it really? I did a little research and found that
~~In 1990, Chicago ranked twenty-first in the list of 68 windy cities, with an average wind speed of 10.3 miles per hour. Cheyenne, Wyoming, with an average wind speed of 12.9 miles per hour, ranks number one. It is closely followed by Great Falls, Montana, which has an average wind speed of 12.8 miles (20.6 kilometers) per hour.
The highest surface wind speed ever recorded was on Mount Washington, New Hampshire, at an elevation of 6,288 feet . On April 12, 1934, its wind was 231 miles per hour .

It's a heartache

We had our first trip to the vet. Myself , the 10 week old terror, and son # 1. Actually, our dog was a star client. She behave, and sat, and gave paw , and wanted to play with everyone who looked her way.

There was a sick cat, who was there to be put to sleep, and then the owner was going to take her back home for funeral services. Well, that was a bit sad.

Then there was Petey. The 14 year old dog, who could hardly get around, and had very poor eyesight. An elderly couple brought him in. It was to be a one way trip for Petey as well. Everyone was a bit teary eyed. They said Petey's name and the wife patted the dog, and the husband and dog walked down the hallway. It was pretty sad. A middle age man then quickly entered the clinic and looked around. He spotted the wife sitting alone. He went to her, and kissed her on the cheek, held her hand and said "Ahhh, Mom. "

Hallmark can hardly beat the scene at the vet today.

Thursday, April 03, 2008

Fifth Estate

So, what the heck does the words " Fifth Estate" mean? Is there, for example , a fourth estate?

Well there sure is.

~~Fifth Estate is any class or group in society other than the clergy (First Estate), the nobility (Second Estate), the middle class (Third Estate), and the press (Fourth Estate). It can also be used to describe media that sees itself in opposition to mainstream (Fourth Estate) media.~~

and now you know... ; )

Tear in my beer?

Which will it be?
Will it be a tear in my beer.....

or pop open the champagne?

Tuesday, April 01, 2008

Been keeping busy with dog, and family. The silent one built a dog house. Really surprised me at the hidden skill. Turned out good. Now I can threaten to put them in the dog house, literally.

Played cards a few nights past week. Luck hasn't been on my side, but it was on someone 's side, when they choked and I had to do the Heimlich maneuver. Oh, well, it works! I joked that the hostess didn't even stop dealing cards through it all. It happened really fast, and was over fast too, with the second thrust. Too much excitement really. She thanked me, and God too. And her luck continues with a winning streak that must be stopped.

It's hump day tomorrow, and that's a good sign. Weekend approaching. Yahoooo... i might need a gin and tonic or two after Thursday. I am so contrary and hard to negotiate with.
(Quote from Hon. C.D.)

The silent one left for fishing last night, & is returning tonight. Too windy. No way???