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Madame Tussaud's

A place I won't get to see for quite awhile that just opened up is Madam Tussuad's Washington, DC.

It is at the corner of 10th and F streets NW in the building that housed the former Mattress Discounters. It contains painted wax figures of the dead as well as the living.

Thomas Jefferson sticks his hand out in greeting and J. Edgar Hoover invites you to sit down.

The new Madame Tussuad's, the London Institution's 7th location, includes the visual array of showbiz and sports idols. But this wax museum is designed primarily for people interested in history.

There's the expected quota of Kennedys, Clintons, and Bushes.

The emphasis on politics actually returns Tussuad's to its roots. The Strasbourg-born madam came to prominence while crafting death masks of victims of the French Revolution. Later she moved to London, where the first Madame Tussuad's opened in 1835. The original attraction included a chamber of horrors that makes today's facsimiles of Beyonce and Tom Cruise seem tame.

The museum costs $25 to get in.

Ramen Noodles at Night

I had group. I didn't talk much because they talked about drugs and I know little about them.

I have to do my admissions poster this weekend.

Mrs. Shade gave us lots of homework to do, reading stuff and writing about it.

Lunch is soon. I will take my peanut butter and jelly out because yesterday lunch was good and today I am sure it won't be. You can't have god lunch two days in a row here. I hope no one wants to borrow my peanut butter and jelly because I can't be lending it out. It gets gone and no one gives me any more. I'm not giving out food anymore so people will like me. I'm just going to stay in my room and write. No use trying to socialize with them. I have nothing in common with them anyway.

My favorite commissary food is beans and rice. I eat a little everyday. It comes in a bag and can easily be divided into three or four servings. I put hot sauce on it and it reminds me of Chipolte. I also eat ramen noodles at night with everyone else (trying to be a part of) I get two servings out f every package.

Anxiety Rising

I finally got my canteen and I have been eating a bunch of it.

I went to ACT. I had many more or one continuous anxiety attack.

Mrs. Shade sent me to the 11th floor. It is for the crazies.

They give me ativan and the attacks are going away and I sleep a whole bunch.

I have been on the 11th floor for four days now. I talked to the doctor here and I told her I am ready to go back. I even participated in a group. She called Mrs. Shade but she hasn't come up to see me.

It is Friday. Mrs. Shade came up and I get to go back tonight or Monday.

The doctor made sure I can go back tonight.

It is Saturday and I am back in ACT. They sent me back at 12PM. I am scared because the anxiety attacks are starting again. I hope they go away - if it is this Monday and I am still having the attacks I will try to hide them.

I've done a good job and no one suspects them.

It is Wednesday and they have pretty much stopped.

Off Lockdown

We are off lockdown. I couldn't exercise for two whole days. Turns out it wasn't MSRA after all. The girl had an ingrown hair under her arms. She is fine.

Today my walking buddy was taken to Stafford for court. Hopefully they will bring her back. I already miss her. I feel bad for her cause she will have to sit all weekend down there and it is not only a nasty jail but she is a snitch and she is scarred to be in jail down there.

I had two anxiety attacks yesterday. They were really bad ones. I walked them off. MY counselors thought I handled them well.

I am going to ACT on Monday. My days will be full then. I won't have to stay in my cell all day. But the good thing is after I finish the four months of ACT I should be released. My judge said to come back and see her after I complete ACT and she lets everyone go. It should happen in January. Last Xmas I spent at Demeter House treatment center. This year I guess I am staying in jail.

Bloggerwave

There is a new pay you to blog service out there. Based in Copenhagen and beginning operations in March of 2007, Bloggerwave is paying bloggers for writing articles about their advertisers. There are three categories of opportunity, Review, Buzz, and Opinion.

It looks like Bloggerwave caters to new blogs as in their FAQ they talk about what a blog is and how to set one up. It only took a few days for them to approve my blog. I'm new and there were three opportunities for me on the first day. They had an opportunity for Coke Zero (though it required video), for Bloggerwave itself, and for a company that provides database information on different companies.

Hotel Reservations

I'm once again looking out my window from my jail cell and thinking that there must be a better place to be staying than here in the Arlington County "Hilton". I do have a private room. I've got a window with a view.

I live like a Queen. I'm awoken each morning as the sun rises and brought my breakfast in bed. All I have and need is within a few feet of where I sleep. I have dozens of uniformed servants who attend to my every need. But still, I long for something else. Maybe something with a bit more freedom.

I want to tell you what I found in my quest for more. I found this website that offers Hotel Reservations and much more. They have hotels, motels, resorts, and more. They also have flights, cars, vacation rentals, vacation packages, and cruises. They offer what you need for beach hotels, family fun, gambling, golf, and spa.

When it comes to beaches, they have Corpus Christi from $69. Jacksonville from $69. Monterey from $100.

They have the Best Western Beachcomber Beach resort and hotel in St. Pete Beach, Florida from $89. The Resort Is Situated On More Than Five Acres Of Lush, Tropically Landscaped Gardens And Has Its Own Private Beach. Guests Can Unwind At The On-site Player's Sports Bar & Grille And Watch Sports On Three Wide-screen Televisions. This Resort Features Two Crystalline Pools Nestled Among The Expansive Gardens. Music Lovers Flock To The Live Music On The Adjacent Beach. Other Convenient Amenities Include A Small Fitness Room, Game Room, Wireless Internet Access And Guest Laundry.

The website also has a activities search that lets me know that if I am in the area what I can do. For instance for St. Petersburg the site tells me I can also visit Universal theme park as well as Busch Gardens, Seaworld, and other places I have not heard of such as Nature's World, Captain Memo's Pirate Cruise, and Wild Waters Park.

Try out the site now.

Walking Like A Caged Animal

My old roommate from general population got out last Saturday and now she is already back. She was out for three days and got picked up for drinking again. I see her in the other section with a really puffy face (from the alcohol) and walking like a caged animal.

Last night my new friend, April, made burritos using ramen noodles and cheese. She gave me one and it was good.

We have decided to treat each other every week with our food.

April is turning out to be a good friend. We walk an hour a day in the rec yard. And we talk a lot.

My Story, Part 3

My Story, Part 1, 2, 3

One thing I haven't mentioned was when I was about 12 I found myself fantasizing about women. Just wanting to be around them, not doing anything sexual. Just wanting to be good friends. I started to shy away from the other girls I thought were cute, ones I had infatuations about. I didn't know what or why I was having these feelings.

When I was 16 I read a book about Janis Joplin and I figured out I was a lesbian. I didn't know what to do about this. I kept seeing my boyfriend (who I didn't like sex with). We didn't drink or drug.

So I went to college and got married to my boyfriend. (I told him I was a lesbian and he said I'd grow out of it.)

I started working a job in the carpet industry as an industrial engineer and went to school nights.
I did really well at work and school. I kept getting promoted at work. My last promotion was to a department run by a man named Jeff. He introduced me to crank/crystal meth. We also had an affair. We would constantly go to clubs downtown drinking and drugging. I thought for the first time in my life that I belonged. But I still wanted women.

My Story, Part 1, 2, 3

My Story, Part 2

My Story, Part 1, 2, 3

After this first buzz I would sometimes find wherever my Mother's Dad was hiding his liquor and me and my brother would drink it. Sometimes I would also drink the beer that was in the tool shed refrigerator. But I would just only drink til I got a buzz, never enough to get drunk.

My Mother got cancer when I was a freshman in high school. She had surgery then got chemo and radiation. She never was exactly well after that. She had a remission period but was always sickly after that. I had to cook and clean after that and it didn't give me time for many extracurricular activities at school.

The last Christmas she was alive I was 17 and we went to my grandmother's house for Christmas eve. My uncle poured me a drink and I drank it and a whole lot more. I got really sick from the booze and stayed up all night. My Mother had been sleeping on the couch for days. She would sleep sitting up because she had lung cancer and couldn't lay down and not cough. We sat together and watched "The Trouble with Angels" a movie on TV. We talked and my mom was honest with me that she would die soon and I had to go on to college and have a good life.

She died in the middle of January (the 17th). I had to pick out the coffin, arrange for the service and pick out clothes for my Mother to wear. I had to go shopping for my brother so he would have something to wear to the service. My aunts helped me. My Dad couldn't be bothered.

After my Mother died my Father started coming to my door and scratching on it to try and get me to open up. It scared me. So I moved in with one of my cousins to get me through high school. I graduated with a 3.9 GPA.

That summer I spent with my Aunt in Florida. They owned a fishing camp with a boat, cabins, and some convention store.

My uncle taught me to drink beer. I got drunk a couple of times.

When fall came I went to my grandmother's and started college.

My Story, Part 1, 2, 3

Not the sharpest pencils in the box

Some of the people I have met here in the jail are, well to put it bluntly, not the sharpest pencils in the box. And I don't mean just the inmates. Things might have been different had they had an Innovative Tutor like can be found at SCORE! I know I don't want my kids to turn out that way, so I intend to take advantage of the programs SCORE! has.

There are special programs in reading, writing, math, and study skills that can help my kids out. I intend to sign my kids up for these innovative tutoring programs.

My Story, Part 1

My Story, Part 1, 2, 3

I was born at Fort McPherson in Atlanta, Georgia. I grew up in a middle class family. My Dad was a postman and my Mother stayed at home. I had a brother Chuck, who was 2 years younger. We lived in the suburbs of Atlanta.

My Mother always told me I wasn't good enough. She was always comparing me to the other girls in the community. She called me "backward" a lot which I guess is true because I have always been an introvert.

My parents didn't drink and there was never any alcohol in the house.

As far as alcoholics in my extended family go I had one grandmother (Dad side) of the family and two grandfathers that drank to excess. My Father's brother was a big alcoholic as well as two uncles on my Mom's side as well as one of my Mother's sisters. I guess you can say I come by alcoholism naturally.

When I was 12 or 13 my grandparents celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary. My relatives were celebrating with pink champagne. I got a glass. that was leftover and this was my first drink. I drank maybe three leftover cups and I got my first buzz.

My Story, Part 1, 2, 3

Jail Math

When will I get out? Jail time is a hard thing to add up in my head. It is as if we all need Math Tutors to help us figure out how much time we will spend in here.

I have a friend who spent 30 days in jail on the weekends, so he had 10 weekends to serve where he spent Friday and Saturday night in jail with each stay lasting 48 hours. At first glance I counted 10 times 2, or 20 days, but apparently I was wrong and it was 30 days. If I had a misdemeanor DUI and had six months to serve, then I would be out in three months.
As it is, I have 12 months to serve and I think I am supposed to serve every day of it. I just can't figure out the math.

My children will go to SCORE! so they can have a math tutor who can help them figure all of this out. I would not want them to be stuck and not know how to figure out the length of time for their sentence in jail.

My Friend April

Today is Saturday. I slept til 11 am. On Saturdays and Sundays we get to sleep in. Then we watch movies. This unit is so much better than General Population.

Today I learned how to play rummy. I found it to be pretty boring. I like poker better.

I started my canteen requests today. I have to stop ordering so much stuff. I ordered ramen noodles, a hair removal cream, and a comb. I also got a bag of pretzels and some oatmeal.

I walked for over an hour today with my new friend April. She is also in here on a DUI charge as well as a possession charge. She is a lesbian (as I am) and has a girlfriend she is desperately afraid will dump her - They met each other in jail and have been together for four years. The girlfriend Lisa has done three years in prison.

It scares me that most of the women here keep coming back to jail. We have 14 people in the community and only two of us have never been to jail. I think I will kill myself before I come back to jail.

Well its 6:30 pm and time to lock down.

Alzheimer's Walk Team Captains

Remember to sign up early as a Team Captain for the Alzheimer's Memory Walk for Charity.



I'm concerned about Alzheimer's disease not only because I know one day I too will be old, but because I know what it is like to have memory loss. As an alcoholic I have blackouts where I remember nothing. There are many gaps in my memory now, and I don't even have Alzheimer's.

Alzheimer’s disease is a brain disorder named for German physician Alois Alzheimer, who first described it in 1906. More than 5 million Americans now have Alzheimer’s. Although symptoms can vary widely, the first problem many people notice is forgetfulness severe enough to affect their work, lifelong hobbies or social life.

It is a common and serious brain disease. It gets worse over time. It is the most common form of dementia. It has no current cure.

The Alzheimer's Association Memory Walk® is the nation's largest event to raise awareness and funds for Alzheimer care, support and research – and it calls on volunteers of all ages to become champions in the fight against Alzheimer's. There are walks in more than 600 communities. A typical Memory Walk is a 2-3 mile walk held on a weekend morning in the fall.

By teaming up with the Alzheimer's Association, you can walk with a purpose – and move us closer to a world without Alzheimer's. Together, we can MOVE a nation.

You want to sign up early as a Team Captain so that you have time to complete your fundraising. This year more than 200,000 people will be participating in the Alzheimer's Memory Walk. There are walks in more than 600 communities. A typical Memory Walk is a 2-3 mile walk held on a weekend morning in the fall.

Four Weeks of Monarch

I feel really strange today. I am feeling anxious and nervous I am thinking about the past too much.

We had a fight in the women's general population the other night. They shut the whole jail down when that happens. Fortunately it was at night so just went to sleep.

In our unit the other night a girl had one of her pictures picked up and destroyed (tearing it into little pieces and throwing it in the trash.) So we got locked down because no one would own up to it. The deputy thinks it was the girl who tore up her own picture.

Then we to a group of really young (early 20's) girls who sit and joke and make fun of people both in and out of the meetings. They are especially cruel to some of the women who bring Alcoholics Anonymous meetings into the unit. So we all got a long lecture on behaving properly yesterday. - Then we went to another group and they started acting out again. I just hope only they get in trouble instead of the whole unit.

Well, I have completed four weeks of Monarch (comes before ACT) now. Only four more to go. They say when you hit ACT time really goes by fast. I hope so.

Reading Tutors

Have you ever thought your child needed help from Reading Tutors?

I would not know how to live if my child did not have the ability to read fast with great comprehension of the material. I read all the time. Here in jail I sometimes read four books a day. I could not live without being able to read. I want my child to have good reading skills as well.

Score uses fiction and non fiction materials to promote reading skills. They have a multi-level program that starts with their Advantage program, and if needed moves to the SCORE! Personal Academic Tutoring.

Even though my child has a basic grasp of reading fundamentals, the tutors at Score can help my child exceed the basic levels and achieve academic success.

Looking out my window

Today I am really feeling like I'm not going to make it in here. My mind is still foggy from the alcohol and I know I need about 6 months of uninterrupted sobriety to stay sober when I get out. I'll probably have eight or nine months when I get out of here. That is a good amount of time to have under your belt. Still when I think of the time it seems so overwhelming.

Three people are about to leave and go home. So we have three new people in. One of them likes to read so we have been exchanging books.

I tried to call my cousin Robert, but he does not answer the phone. He hasn't come by for a visit since a week ago yesterday. He was going to Atlantic City the past weekend. I hope nothing is wrong.

I've been looking out the window a lot. I'm not keen on the summer months, the heat always bothers me but fall is coming and I like the fall. There really aren't any trees in my view so I won't get to see the changing of the weather. At least I'll be able to see the snow in the winter. Hopefully I will be out in February.

Cheap Flights to Canada

If I were to beak out of jail here, where could I go? How about Canada? It worked for the folks who wanted to avoid Vietnam. I've only got a DUI. Surely the good folks in Canada can be forgiving of my crime.

There is a company called DialAFlight that offers Flights to Canada, apparently cheaply. They commonly have flights to Toronto from London. All I have to do is figure out how to get from Washington, DC to London and soon I will have my freedom and enjoy the first of many Holidays to Canada.

Even if I can't break out of the jail here, I can still use flights to Canada to avoid my probation. DailAFlight offers Cheap Flights that will allow me to not only visit Toronto, but also see the
nearby Niagara Falls. And the Arlington probation office will not supervise me if I am living out of state. So I am looking forward to using Toronto Flights as a way to escape my legal difficulties here.

If I get lucky, they will have good Holiday Offers available the month I get out, (that means vacation offers to those of you who don't speak British.) Since I am from Georgia, I can visit Calgary, the home of the Atlanta Flames Hockey team. It will be new and exciting and maybe they will even let me have a driver's license since I can't get one here.

Another Day in Paradise

Well today I got in trouble for not having a bra on. I hate wearing bras but I have been wearing one on & off. The trouble today was I was washing it. Still they are going to try and get me another one from property. There are no men anywhere in sight so I don't know what the big deal is.

I am feeling especially nervous today. I try to put things in perspective but it doesn't work. I have to do 8 weeks in Monarch then 4 months of 16 weeks in ACT. Then it will take me another 3 weeks to get out of here. So far I am on the 3rd week so I will be 1/2 way through Monarch at the end of next week. Then after I do 1 month in ACT I will be 1/2 way through.

I haven't cried since I have been here. They are making me write an autobiography which is the same as telling your story. Considering all the treatment centers I have been through I have written an autobiography many times & it usually drives me to tears. This time it is like I am just over it, like I have no regrets.

Today is Monday so we just finished the weekend. The weekends here are pretty good cause you get to sleep in til 11:00 am both days. We have only a couple of groups & they bring in movies to watch. They don't do that in general population.

Anyway its just another day in paradise.