Stop Breaking the Law


I’ve been listening to the DACA problem for what seems like twenty years. I’ve tried to keep my mouth shut. As I watch this tearing our country to pieces, I believe this can be solved. We, as a country just like most countries have immigration laws. They are there for reasons. Yes, we are a nation of immigrants. Just as far back as my grandfathers, were immigrants. They came here on visas, applied for citizenship and became citizens. They did not start families until they accomplished being an American.

I understand that these so-called Dreamers had no choice in this matter. However, it is not the Federal Governments fault or any other citizen’s that this happened. Yes, Dreamers, it was your parents breaking Federal laws of this country that put you in this situation. You should be mad at them, not the rest of the country. I wonder if your parents ever thought about putting up a fight from the country they left to make it a better place to live or did they just come to the land of the free. Free stuff that is.

Dreamers should be made to apply for citizenship and to go through all the steps that so many of our law-abiding citizens have gone through. Not put at the first of the line. Give them green cards until they can pass a citizens test. If they don’t want to do that, including their illegal parents, then send the whole family back from which their parents came.

I suppose that sounds a little hard, but life is hard. If you start your new life as a felon in a new country, then you should expect to be treated like a felon. Instead, the majority of illegals feel we owe them everything. Got news for you and your kids, we owe you nothing.

Not until every American child in Foster Care has a permanent home, not until every American has a roof over their head, not until every American with a mentally ill problem is being cared for properly, and not until all those people who have already started the process of becoming an American citizen has become one, should any illegal receive a damn thing.

I’m proud to think America and Americans should come first. Dreamers if you want to be an American, then American and its laws should come first. Stop breaking the law!


They’re Not Special


Would I like to see my mug in a magazine, on TV or even on the big screen? Of course, I’m human. I have talents. I’m not a total stooge, most of the time. But for the life of me, I can not understand why people idolize celebrities. I don’t comprehend why people think just because someone is an actor, a TV show host, or a news anchor; it makes them wiser and better than the rest of us working stiffs.

Someone works hard to land an acting job, or they just happen to luck out and get that big break, why does that equal in them having a more intelligent opinion on anything?

I have a news flash. Celebrities are not just like everyone else. If you think the person we see as stars and politicians in public are the same when they are off camera or out of the spotlight, you are sadly mistaken.

I would dare guess that 99% of all humans behave better when out in public, at work, or any other time they are in the presence of others. I do it, you do it, and probably everyone you know does it.  It can be as little as being just a bit more polite when you’re out and about.  It’s just human nature. Now multiply those actions by a hundredfold, because your career, your fans, your votes, and your livelihood depends on how people see you in those situations.  Soon you find if you do screw up and act like a total jackass in public, your friends, and colleagues, whose status also depends on their public persona depends on, they are covering up for you and praising you. You can take that to the bank.

My proof is in all the disgraces coming out of Hollywood and Washington DC. And yet, Americans keep gushing over stars and politicians no matter what they have been involved. Praising them because they raised a ton of money for abused women, while they abuse women. Congratulating each other because they finally after 30 years came forward and said something about horrible activities they knew about all along. Acting as if they better than the masses or more intelligent. I ask why?

The sad thing is that so many Americans contribute to this by flocking to their movies, watching their television programs, voting for them over and over again, and finding reasons for their atrocious actions vile speeches.

Celebrities and politicians are cut from the same cloth. Humans that will say and do anything to promote their well being.  It seems that both groups of people have forgotten that so much that they have said and done was recorded. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to look back at old videos to see what celebrities and politicians said in the past. It’s quite entertaining actually.

The next time you state how much you like this personality or that legislator, I hope you will stop and think. They may have once been similar the person next door, but they aren’t any longer. I doubt if any of us would want them for neighbors.



Looking Back with a Smile


I just finished reading Scavenger Hunt by Meg Buchanan that set my mind racing back to my youth.  Made me start thinking of all the things of my youth I experienced, lived to tell the story, wished I hadn’t been so stupid, things that could have changed my life for the worst, and the things I passed up that could have made my life better.

I sit here on this Sunday morning wondering “What was I thinking?” Or maybe even better, “Why wasn’t I thinking?”  Did I think I was truly ten feet tall and bulletproof? The many escapades in which we survived, only fueled our attempts to try even more silly and dangerous things.

We surfed on the hoods and trunks of our cars long before any Hollywood movie set that scene. We were dirty dancing and making out in at the local drive-in theater before that was popular in the movies. Decades before Hollywood started making movies about teens occupying their time around a bond fire, drinking beer, and telling ghost stories, we had that mastered.  Our favorite story was the one about the couple parked on a lonely dirt road, making out when they hear something. Getting scared, they drive away. When the guy stops and goes around to open his dates car door, there is a hook as used for an artificial hand attached to the door handle.  They had just escaped the dying at the hands of the “Hook.”

I often wonder if I could go back, would I change any of the shenanigans we were lucky enough to live through? Probably not. Looking back, these experiences, good or bad, made me who I am today. Maybe they made me a better parent, or a better friend. Maybe they gave me my love for life and my strange sense of humor.

I do not regret my past. It’s just compiled memories that I can look back on with a smile on my face and appreciate that I lived this long. Today is a new day and tomorrow will be another new day, if I’m lucky enough to still be here.


#The Last Friday of 2017

Send off 2017, welcome 2018 Fireworks

As my friend says, “Woop tee Do!”

This is exactly what I thought when I just saw a post on Twitter. I did stop to think, I wonder what I did last year on the last Friday of the year. I have not a clue. And in that respect, unless something major happens today, I will probably not have a clue next year as to what I did today.

I suppose I can get on Face Book and check out the memories from this date a year ago, but that wouldn’t be the last Friday of 2016.

Being honest with myself, I had to stop and think of what I did last Friday. We drove to Alabama to pick up the newest member of our family, an eight week old Boston Terrier. The rest of this week has been a blur.

Being honest again, this year has been a blur. Sold a house. Bought a house. Moved from Arizona to the mountains of North Georgia. Made new friends. Had old friends visit.  Furnished and decorated our new home. And just like that, the years is almost over. Bam!

Does it really matter what we did the last Friday of any year? I believe all that matters is that we treat each day as if it is our last. That we treat every friend as if today will be the last time we talk to them or visit with them. That we treat everyone like we want to be treated.  You don’t have to like a person to be kind to them. And just because you don’t like them doesn’t mean you have to spread hate about them. Like my mother use to tell me, “If you can’t say something nice, then don’t say anything at all.”  Shouldn’t that apply to our tying messages and post on social media?

Make today the best day you can for yourself and everyone you come in contact. You will all enjoy happier days, whether it’s the last Friday of the year, our your last day on earth.


Never Miss an Opportunity

peace love and kindness

It seems that I ask myself the same question every single Christmas. As humans, why can’t we extend our kindness during the holidays throughout the year? Too busy? Too greedy? Too what?

The holidays are a bit depressing at times for me only because the feeling of abandonment after the first of the new year. People going back to their everyday lives. Forgotten are the well wishes to others. Forgotten are the wishes for peace to our fellow man.  Forgotten are the promises to visit again soon.  Forgotten are the promises of phone calls or future dinners together.

What if tomorrow never comes?  Will you have made that phone call? Did you have dinner with people you care about? Did you send that email?

Never take for granted there will always be a tomorrow. Never take for granted your loved ones. Never ignore the opportunity to made someone smile.

The smallest gesture can make someone’s life better.

A little bit of loving kindness goes a very long way in this busy world we live in. Don’t miss a single opportunity to spread some love to everyone.

By the way, Merry Christmas.

Who Am I?


Looking at this promo banner this morning I questioned ‘Who is that woman?’  You would think after almost sixty-eight years on this earth I would have had that figured out long ago. The fact is, I might not have a clue.

I know where I have been and all the things I have endured, experienced, seen, heard, and wondered about, but is that who I am? I know all the things I try to be good at, although throughout the years there have been some epic fails.  On the flip side, I’m a good friend to many, a pretty good mom and wife, I like to think I’m a good writer, painter, decorator, dog trainer, marksman, fisher, boater, and a few dozen of other things. Again, I ask still, who am I?

If I should die today, I wonder what people will say? I also wonder if I really care? Will they talk about all the good things I have done in my life or ponder over the stupid things of my youth? Maybe they will talk about my crazy sense of humor. I’d like that the best.

Maybe I would like to be a world wide best selling author so I can have my fifteen minutes of fame? After all I haven’t experienced that as of yet.

Maybe, it’s just best that I do not think about these things. I am ME. There is no other one like me. I’m a limited edition, the only edition. Good, bad, indifferent, what you see is what you get.

Sometimes I’m too loud, other times I’m too quiet (mostly when I’m sleeping.)  I can be lady like but I can also cuss like a sailor. I know how to dress like a princess but I prefer blue jeans and a shirt. I can walk and dance in heels but prefer mules. I know I should exercise more but talking myself into doing more seems to be a waste of time.  I do eat healthy but I would rather munch on chocolate anything.

I do know that if you call on me for help, I will do my best to be there for you and try my best to do what ever you need done.

So if you wonder, who is this K. D. Bloodworth, just wrap all those thing up in a neat package and that’s me.  I guess I know who I am after all.


Release Date December 19, 2017


I’m so thrilled that I’m under contract with Junction Publishing. They have taken me in, critiqued, coached, and supported me in my journey to make the best book I could have written.

I’m so excited to announce that will be released on December 19th, not only in the U.S. but also in the UK and Australia.

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