Welcome everyone. Mickey's Sanctorum by the Sea is my little place in the world! I am a 56 year old gay man living in Carolina Beach, NC. I am a family kind of guy with grown children and four young grandchildren. I am proud of who I am and proud of my family. Feel free to join me in sharing a part of my life! Comments always welcome!
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Merry Christmas
Hello to all who may run accross this page, I just wanted to wish everyone a Very Merry Christmas and I hope that you are all blessed beyond your wildest imaginings this Holiday Season!
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Thank the GOP, Yeah!
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Impressed with Obama!
Monday, September 6, 2010
Labor Day Monday
Just a quick note to wish everyone a Happy Labor Day. Give yourselves a pat on the back because we employees are the reason American business is able to stay afloat. In these hard times, I know many are grateful just to have a job. And don't forget to take a moment to remember those less fortunate this weekend. It would be a good time for a donation to a local food bank or shelter!
Have a happy and safe holiday!
Mickey
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Just tired of the crap!
Sunday, April 4, 2010
A Safe Place and Easter....Huh?
Hi All. This weekend I have had several wake up calls that have made me question just what I did to be where I am today. I find that I am not completely able to comprehend it all, but I am working to make the best of the messages I have received over the last few days.
Probably the biggest revelation of the week was discovering at 53 years old that I have never lived in a place where I felt safe. It seems that I have either been in a monetarily stable place with the wrong people, I have been too monetarily instable to feel at ease, or worst of all, I have experienced both at once. But I have never lived in a place where I have had the whole package at once.
As a child I lived in a home with an alcoholic father and a hormonal, abusive mother. To make matters worse, I was the youngest of the family and sort of an outcast. My closest sibling was 7 years older than I. Add to that the fact that I was chubby and smart and you have a perfect brew for an insecure maladjusted mess.
Then I made it out of there and off to college. I chose a religious college, not the best place for a young gay man to be. In fact, probably the worst place of all. I constantly felt as though my secret would be exposed and I would once again be the outcast and the villain. I knew that I could not live the kind of life they prescribed for me, but I believed what I was taught as a young man and I really thought that if I had enough of God and prayer in my life I would be made whole. I was not, I was just a gay young man in a bad situation.
Than I moved to New York as a young adult. I was so excited and for the first time in my life I was in a place where nobody looked at me like I had a spare head growing off of my shoulders. I was alive and happy and for the first time, I was feeling like I had a purpose in life. The different ways and peoples and cultures made me feel at home and safe for a brief time. But my old insecurities got the best of me and I got involved with some strictly religious fundamentalist and allowed myself to be taken down the road that I knew so well from the past.
I started to worship in a fundamentalist type of church and started to hate myself again. I refused to acknowledge who I am and lived in deeper denial than ever before about who I was and who I would become. I lived in constant fear of being exposed and being held up as a symbol of evil and sin. After all, I could never be good enough or straight enough to please these chosen children of God, could I.
Later, I made my biggest mistake of all and married a deeply troubled hormonal abusive woman. (sound familiar?) Yes, it's true, for all intents and purposes, I married my mother. I literally scoured the earth until I found a woman who could actually rival my mother's neuroses and ability to abuse. She would even go one step further by being the laziest sloth on the planet.
While my mother may have been a troubled woman, she did her best to care for her home and family with the resources that she had. And my mother got help as she got older and grew in grace. In fact, today she is one of the most kind and loving individuals that I know.
Unfortunately, my children's' mother simply embraced the role of Bitch Goddess of the Universe and worked hard to make it her starring role in life, second only to her role as victim to all things. She made it her business to create heartache and turmoil wherever she goes. Even as I write this, she is preparing to move into a new home that she has purchased for herself and openly brags that she will walk out of her fathers property (the fourth home in a row that the man has purchased for her) without giving him any notice or cleaning up. Great example for our young adult kids, isn't she?
But I digress, back to my point. I married someone who made me feel unsafe in my home again and I stayed in the unsafe situation. After several years and one too many physical attacks from my beloved, I decided to call it quits and I left her. I would rather be alone and gay than to try to live a life to please God that required faithfulness to Atilla the Hun in the flesh! And while I did not divorce her, I left and was perfectly happy to stay away.
After the divorce, my life began to transform. But I ended up trading one kind of unsafe for another. Now I was away from the demons that literally daily tormented me, I was away from being physically and mentally abused. But I lived in worse poverty than I had ever known. I moved from place to place trying to survive and I age five pound bags of rice to hold me from paycheck to paycheck. I would buy regular groceries and enjoy real meals for the weekends when my kids were with me and the rest of the time I would live off of plain white rice seasoned with salt if I could afford the extra that week.
I was fortunate to have good friends and family who would send lots of meals and treats my way during those first two years after the divorce. They made it possible for me to have weekday treats of full meals at times and to get the occasional night out. Otherwise, I would never have survived.
The challenges in my life changed radically. I no longer lived with anyone who was physically hitting me or who was abusing me. I did not have to deal with anyone who would degrade me for sport or to have tolerate any negative attitude at all in my home. I lived at peace with myself and that was a treat I had never experienced in my life. But it came at a substantial price.
Fortunately over the years life has gotten a lot easier. I can now enjoy both eating meals and having a reasonable degree of peace in my home. I can not say I have a safe situation, in fact, my lifestyle is quite fragile and could easily fall apart fast under the right conditions. I am quite grateful for what I have even if it is a long shot from what I would consider ideal!
Friday, April 2, 2010
My DMV Trip
Hi All. Today I made my annual pilgrimage to the DMV here in Chesapeake Virginia. It started off like a normal day. In fact, It is sunny and bright here and I was quite happy to see that the lines were reasonable and the people at the facility were nice. (Which by the way destroys my theory that they are not paid by the hour, but rather are compensated by how many people they can piss off in a day....but that's another story!) I got my license renewal and photo and went to pay for my tags, two years mind you so I don't have to go back next year. Life was good. And then it happened. When I went to make my payment I discovered that the city of Norfolk (did I mention I live in Chesapeake) had decided to put a hold on my license and registration because I did not pay them taxes for the time I lived in Chesapeake. Norfolk claimed that they did not know that I lived in Chesapeake. I countered that they had sent the original bill to me in Chesapeake at my address and when I called them back when it happened and asked about it they told me to ignore it as it was sent in error. They even admitted that my Chesapeake address was the address on file! They assured me that it would all be taken care of in just a half hour or so. I got very upset. I already waited for my turn in line at the DMV and now I am sitting here waiting for some bureaucrat to correct their error and all I have to do is wait another 30 minutes for no reason. It did not take them 30 minutes to screw up my life! They were even warned ahead when I called and said I was billed in error and they still did not correct the problem. Their representative then put me on hold and never came back. I got upset and called in asking to speak to their supervisor. The supervisor assured me that the correction was in and I could get my tags, so much for the 30 minute wait. But you know what set me off more than anything. I never once got an apology from anyone in Norfolk for their mistake. They treated my case as if they were entitled to screw with peoples lives and acted like it was my civil duty to just tolerate being treated poorly and being ignored. Even when I pointed out the the supervisor how lacking his employee was in social skills and how poorly I was treated, he simply corrected the problem and dismissed me without any attempt to be kind and accept responsibility for their actions. I have decided not to let this drop. I will be sending an email and a letter to the city of Norfolk demanding an apology and I will make sure everyone I know is aware how the city of Norfolk treats people!
PS, the car in the pic is not mine, but I can dream, can't I? Just like I dream of being treated well by Norfolk employees! hahahahahaa
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Gay "Liberation"
A couple of days back I read an article about a lesbian couple who had broken up. The couple had a child together and raised it as their own with two mothers. The birth mother no longer wanted the marriage and left her partner. She decided to go to another state and start a 'straight' life.
The adoptive mother is now involved in the courts trying to get access to the child that she raised as her own daughter. I find it interesting that an avowed lesbian claims to magically be straight to avoid her responsibility as a parent and as a divorced person. Straight couples work out custody issues every day and children are allowed to see their parents. It sickens me when we as gays scream and whine about wanting equal rights, then we use 'straight' law to avoid our responsibilities.
I feel sorry for the child that is being denied access to her loving mother. I feel sorry for the adoptive mother who is now forced to fight for family time with her child. I also feel sorry for the gay community because the behaviors of the birth mother bring shame and ridicule on us. I feel sorry for everyone involved except for the selfish cruel birth parent who has taken a loving child away from her loving mother.
If we as gays want equal rights then we need to live appropriately. We need to accept the responsibilities that come with those rights. If we are to raise children together, then we need to be adults and share parenting if we decide to end a relationship. Not for our own sake, but for the sake of the child. We do not need to act the fool and use the weaknesses of the 'straight' system to defend our actions.
The simple fact of the matter is that this woman is using the flaws in the 'straight' system to keep her child away from it's mother. She as birth mother is claiming that there is no legitimate relationship between the child and her adoptive mother and she is using the legal system to allow her to do what would land any straight parent in jail. She is using the inherent flaws in the 'straight' system to be cruel to her child and to the girls adoptive mother.
When my ex wife tried to deny me access to my children a very stern judge told her point blank to her face that if she interfered with our together time again he would put her in jail and then I would have all the time I wanted with my children. I wonder who will act as an advocate for this adoptive parent? Will the courts do what is right and make the birth parent share parenting time with the adoptive parent? Or will a vindictive angry lesbian get away with using the unfairness in the straight oriented system to treat one of her own community poorly?
I think we all know what to expect. The child will bear the consequences of her unfit birth mothers actions. And to make matters worse the heterosexual oriented court system will be a partner in the destruction of this little girl's life when they are instead supposed to do what is right for the child. But the political agenda's of an angry lesbian and the religious right will be intact so I guess that makes it all right.
Friday, March 5, 2010
Common Decency
Yesterday I was watching a court show. I admit, I am guilty, I love them! On this particular day, there was a dispute over a dog. One person claimed the dog was stolen by a neighbor and neutered, the neighbor said the dog was given to her as a gift by a breeder friend. As the story unfolded the audience discovered that the dog got into possession of the current caretaker because the person literally walked up and took the dog away from a little 8 year old girl who was walking the pet at the time.
What upset me even more was that the adult who grabbed the dog from the child and left her sobbing on the sidewalk had no remorse or sense that she had done anything wrong. I was also upset that someone I was watching the show with agreed with the offending adult, after all, it may be their property and they were 'RIGHT' to get it back. I am sorry, but I just can not agree.
To me, there is a right way to do things and a wrong way to get them done. While I understand that the person may have been 'RIGHT', I do not believe they proceeded in the correct manner at all. The fact is that the issue of ownership of the dog remains unresolved. However, even if the person who took the animal is the true owner, shouldn't there be room for human decency in the way she conducts herself. Or does being right absolve you of all responsibility to be a good human being?
This woman could have taken note of the child and which home she came from. (They were neighbors and were familiar with each other.) She could have spoken to the parents of the child to try to resolve the dispute. She could have called the police or she could have started a lawsuit when the family was unwilling to give the animal up. All of which would have been much more civil than taking the dog from a small child and running off like a common criminal and all of those choices would have given the parents time to prepare the child for the possibility that the neighbor may end up getting the dog. But instead, she chose to traumatize a small child and act like a total ass. She then went on national television and bragged that she was right to behave as she did.
I believe that people should pick their battles as wisely as possible. I believe that children should be treated reasonably. I believe that in any situation that involves and adult and a child, the adult should act like an adult.
There is a Bible verse that simply states that love covers a multitude of sin. Maybe if more people acted in love with tough situations happen, less people in the world would be walking wounded carrying old traumas around. Sometimes being 'RIGHT' should take a back seat to being a good human being!
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Sometimes Life Surprises Me!
Every now and again life hands me a little surprise. As anyone who reads this may recall, I had not one, but two bad roommate experiences over the last couple of years. I moved into a new place with new roommates over 8 months ago. I am pleased to say that the honeymoon is not over and we still get along famously. And, because we live in a large house, my daughter and her boyfriend and baby are living with me too! So I have the best of family and friends all under one roof. I would have never thought that it would all work out so I could be close to my grand baby and still have great roommates too. I am glad life handed me what it did. I learned a lesson about people and managed to end up in a much better place over time!
Lesson Learned is simple "KEEP THE FAITH"