Dateline: Beauty Queen Death

Last night I watched the segment of Dateline that addressed the murder of a young woman (Nona Dirksmeyer) in Arkansas and the progression of the legal case against her boyfriend and the eventual verdict of not guilty. I wanted to learn a little more so I went to the msnbc/dateline website and found a section that asked what your opinion of the verdict was. I agreed with the verdict and actually had my suspicions about the stepfather. I felt strongly enough about this to fill out the little registration comment section and leave my opinion.

When I clicked back to look at what others had said, I was amazed to see that almost everyone was suggesting that the stepfather did the “dunning” in this whodunit. Today I looked again and all 22 pages of comments pretty much said, “Yo, police, look at the stepdad and the mom.”

So what is going to come of this? Did the story show up on Dateline because someone wanted the court of public opinion to get an investigation moving? Maybe.

Here’s just one quirky tidbit: The stepdad decided to use the murdered girl’s cellphone, found by the body at the murder scene because, he says, “I am frugal.”

Well, now it’s sunny

I woke up this morning to dark and gloomy overcast and the threat of rain. Now –  and I don’t know if it is a coincidence or not –  now the sun has come out just as Bill Clinton has come to town to speak. I hear birds chirping outside. Surely, this is not “a sign”  . . .

This sun thing shakes up my day though, for I had accepted that it was going to be too wet and whatever outside to do anything in the yard work category. I even went out and sawed a couple of branches so I could say, “Well, I did what I could.” Now, the blue sky and sun are calling my bluff and wanting me to go out there and do more??

Are there ferns  that like sun? I am thinking of having a fern lawn with little paths leading a few places. No mowing, just “ferning” – whatever that is. Then each winter the little ferns would turn brown and lean over and be covered with snow. In the spring they would put up their little space monster-like green ball heads on tiny necks and we’d have another go at summer.