The Anthonys on The Early Show

George and Cindy Anthony were on The Early Show today. It was heart-wrenching listening to them.


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Read moreThe one notable element in this video for me was that Cindy is clinging steadfast to the belief that Casey is innocent, but when I watch George, I see indications that lead me to believe that George has come to terms with Casey and Caylee, and the real potential that Casey killed Caylee, but he is unable to share it because either Cindy cannot cope with it, or he doesn’t want to talk publicly about it because it could obviously affect a fair trial for Casey. I get this feeling from the subtle moves George makes when Maggie Rodriquez asks Cindy and George questions about their belief in Casey’s innocence.

RODRIGUEZ: How are you so sure? Why do you say with such conviction that she didn’t do this?

C. ANTHONY: We love our daughter. We stand behind her. We know what kind of mother she was.

RODRIGUEZ: Is it because you love her (ph) daughter that you need to believe this or because you believe unflinchingly that it’s not possible that she did this?

G. ANTHONY: I don’t think it’s possible for my daughter to hurt anyone. And she wouldn’t definitely hurt her own child. I mean, my gosh, I’ve seen the love every single day that she had for her. You know, she took care of her being with us. So, I mean, she wouldn’t hurt her.

George’s answer here also just strikes me as a cover for his real feelings. “I mean”, “my gosh”, and “so I mean” sound like he is trying to convince us of something he doesn’t likely believe. He also shrugs his shoulders several times, which indicates doubt or a lack of conviction for what he is saying. George also seems to be on the verge of breaking down through much of the interview. If he has potentially come to terms with everything, we would expect that he would be very emotional. Cindy, on the other hand, has strength and does seem to get some peace from her beliefs about Casey.

Cindy looks slightly different in this video. Did you notice? There is a heaviness about her here, unlike I have ever seen before. I see it most in her eyes. I wonder if she is facing depression, or if she is just exhausted from a nightmare year. The other potential is that she is on some type of medication to relax her or help her cope with the emotional turmoil in her life.

I can’t imagine being George or Cindy Anthony. I can’t imagine the hell their lives have become. I don’t blame them for what Casey did. I think Casey was a very troubled and difficult woman to deal with, who put George and Cindy in positions that were nearly impossible to deal with. If you’ve never known the fury of a psychopath, you couldn’t possible understand the predicaments psychopaths will put you in. They put you in places where there is no winning solution. I suspect Cindy was ready to kick Casey out and fight for Caylee, and Casey’s ultimate revenge against her mother for that threat was to kill Caylee. How can anyone predict such insane behavior?

The Furnace Saga

Yesterday afternoon, the furnace company sent out two service guys to try to get to the bottom of our leak because the owner couldn’t resolve it on his emergency visit on Sunday night. None of their detectors were picking up on our problem; however, our detector kept going off with stellar precision.

It was a sight to see these two guys, one of them middle-aged, around 50, and another in his 30s, come into my basement with me home alone. They thought for sure they were going to end this matter simply because I was a woman, and uneducated in the science of gases and furnaces. Too bad for them, they didn’t know I am great at reading body language and I know when I am being lied to, or attempted to be fooled with. I knew by the way the owner left the night before, he was convinced I didn’t have a problem, my detector was flawed, and he or his employees were going to convince me of that fact one way or another.

Read moreI showed the guys in, let them test for the leak with their equipment, and then when their equipment didn’t go off, I asked them for the technical specifics of their tester, as I showed them mine. Lo and behold, they didn’t know. So I educated them on average statistical facts about gas detectors and told them they likely had a tester less sensitive than mine (LEL 10%). You can imagine it didn’t go over well. They didn’t say a word.

They quickly grabbed my detector and started going over the room. When my unit hit on a dime, each time over their furnace near where the gas line entered, they were annoyed. It was palpable. They couldn’t explain it. They knew the owner had changed the union three times and all three times my detector picked up a leak, so they were just certain my detector was flawed, but how were they going to convince me?

I asked them if they brought a carbon monoxide detector, and they told me they didn’t know they needed one. What a nightmare. I personally suspect the owner didn’t suspect carbon monoxide, and when he couldn’t blame the water heater on me, because I told him it would still be part of his contractual obligation, he decided not to focus on that anymore.

The second thing these two guys did was bubble test the unions from the night before. They didn’t see any bubbles, but I could see they couldn’t see behind the union, because it was in a tight enclosure on both sides, so I asked if they had a mirror. They did not. It pissed them off even more. How could they be sure it wasn’t leaking then, I asked? “We can see all sides, and there are no bubbles,” the younger man said. I stood and watched.

Getting frustrated, I wasn’t the uneducated housewife they had hoped for, they both put their backs to me and started scouring the room with my detector. I knew exactly what they were up to. They were going to find another leak, they thought, because my detector was so sensitive. They were sure they could blame it on something else, even though there was clearly a leak at the site of their new furnace. It was funny to watch. It was ridiculous.

They tested all our old gas unions and values. I was confident they wouldn’t find anything, as we had done it all already. Nothing. They then tested the rest of their work, and nothing, at which point I reminded them, it was a good indication my unit performed perfectly. They couldn’t blame my detector for being faulty at that point. They stood there, with their backs to me, dumbfounded, sharing glances at each other, not acknowledging me. If only you could have been a fly on the wall. It was priceless. I knew exactly what was going on.

So the guy covers the detector with his hands, and it goes off. He turns around and comes right up to my face. He says, “See, anything will set this thing off. It’s not dependable.”

I quickly corrected him. “Actually, no, you emit carbon dioxide,” I said, “and that is what is setting off the detector. It picks up on carbon dioxide and monoxide. Breathe on it. You’ll see, it will go off.”

You should have seen them slump. They weren’t doing a good job of convincing me, and they knew it! I just smiled back, politely.

Frustrated, they put their backs to me again, all the while exchanging what they believed to be non-obvious eye-rolls. They are thinking hard, how can they convince me, it is my detector. I continue to watch intently, wondering what the next thing will be.

Then the older guy pipes up and says, “I know! It’s picking up on the bubble liquid that we just used.” He quickly opens up the bubble soap, and the alarm goes off.

“See, this machine isn’t reliable,” he says to me.

I grin and say, “Not so fast. The owner was here last night, and it alarmed over his unions, and there was NO bubble soap used then. Sorry, that’s not it. He even tested his pipe dope/teflon. It didn’t go off. It’s obviously picking up on a gas, perhaps alcohol (which it is rated for), but not the gas we are looking for.”

If looks could kill…

They turned their back to me a third time, and they continued looking around the room. Within a minute, I see one flash a grin to the other. They must really have thought I was clueless. Next, I see the older guy go to our sewer lift station, and put my detector there. It alarms slightly, very slightly and as he goes up the pipes, the alarm gets more intense.

“Of course it will alarm when you go up, ” I speak out. “Natural gas is lighter than air. We have a natural gas leak. We’ve pinpointed that already. No surprise there. I’m telling you, my unit works flawlessly.”

Without even acknowledging me, the guy then goes to the bathroom vent pipe, and my unit ticks faster there, and it slowly goes into an alarm. He is about ready to turn around and say to me, “See. This is your problem. This is leaking, and this is causing the problem.”

It was absolutely rubbish, and I knew it on multiple levels. While my detector picks up on multiple gases, it is easy to figure out. So I don’t give him a chance. I say to them as they are exchanging glances between themselves again, and still have their backs to me, thinking they are going to pull the wool over my eyes, “Of course it is going off, you are picking up hints of methane. That’s to be expected. You’re testing the plumbing pipes. I may have a leaky vent pipe, but we are dealing with gas, so let’s stay focused.”

Their body language tenses.

It is clear that they getting mad at me. I know they want to tell me to go to hell. I stood there wondering how often these service guys and all the other workers who have come to me over the years get away with their B.S. at other homes. I can only tell you from the reactions I get by calling people out, they must get away with this behavior frequently at other homes, because when I am done with most of these guys, they don’t know what hit them. They’ve never experienced anything like me before. I can see the bewilderment in their eyes once I get everything resolved.

Totally frustrated, the guys come up to me and say, “If our detector doesn’t detect a leak, you don’t have a leak. Period.”

I quickly remind them that my whole house was alarming the other night, that this problem is much larger than than a faulty tester. I explained if my whole house didn’t test positive and react appropriately to the airing out steps we took, I might consider it is my detector, but in light of that, they were wrong and needed to get to the heart of the matter. I confirmed I know my detector works like a charm.

They turned around, totally hopeless, and didn’t know what to do. Then one got a call from the owner, and walked outside, and then the other excused himself up the driveway. They ran into my husband and gave him the lousy excuse, because they forgot their CO detector, they were going to go to Home Depot to buy a wall unit by Night Hawk with a readout. They’d be right back. My husband told them not to, this wasn’t about CO, it was about natural gas. They ignored him and left anyway. I was not surprised at all. It was just so unprofessional. They wanted to get away from me! That was clear.

The problem with having the ability that I have is that I can keep people on the straight and narrow, like I did above, but finally, they don’t know how to cope and they just bolt. And that is exactly what these two men did. I immediately called the company secretary and told her to tell them not to bother with the CO detector as that was useless. We didn’t hear from the furnace company the rest of the day.

Clearly, these guys couldn’t figure out the problem and had hoped to put the blame on my ignorance, but it didn’t work.

Frustrated, we called the local gas company, because we could smell slight hints of gas. The gas guy came out, and within 10 minutes, we pinpointed the leak. When the gas company worker took off the sealed burner cover on the furnace, my husband ran our detector over the values at the same time, and nothing! We then knew the leak we were detecting was coming from the values inside the furnace and out over the union, which was supposed to be sealed. The gas company confirmed it, and wrote up a report for us. The leak is minor, but there.

Today, I immediately called the furnace corporate customer service number and asked if this area on our furnace should be sealed where the gas line enters the closed chamber, as I suspect it should be and she said “Absolutely”.

Today, we called the owner and told him to get out here tonight and fix it! He now says it all makes sense to him, and he understands why our detector was picking up gas. He suspects it is a value that is leaking. This guy probably thought I was a nut job Sunday night. I wonder what he thinks of me today…

Off Topic: Worn Out

Remember I had a gas leak (three) that were found in November due to my good nose? And just a few weeks ago, we had a carbon monoxide leak, and replaced our furnace?

Well, I had bugged my husband twice after the furnace was installed (part fear, part intuition?) to test it again. I asked him the day after the install, and the following weekend, twice. I honestly did have a nagging feeling, but kept writing it off because I figured I was just sensitive and afraid after all we had been through.

I hit the couch last night early after a light day, and I was so exhausted, I couldn’t keep my eyes open. It was 6:30 PM. By 9:00 PM, my husband said let’s go to bed early. My dog was stone cold out when my husband picked her up. We went to bed. I laid there and thought this is spring, when I usually am bouncing off the walls. What’s up with me? I was mad and annoyed. Is it stress from an upheaval month? Or is it something else?

Read moreWhen my husband came upstairs, I said, “Please go run the meter and test everything again. Please?” After hearing me ask four times now since the furnace guy left, and having heard me ask him multiple times before we discovered the previous carbon monoxide leak, this time, for whatever reason, he leaped into action.

As soon as he calibrated the hand held tester, and walked in the front door –wham! The alarm blared. We reset it, aired out the first floor and did it again. It didn’t go off until we held it at the floor in an area that didn’t draft. As we went downstairs, it alarmed again. It went off the highest in our utility room, and at the furnace.

We had had enough. We called the furnace guy, who didn’t show up until 10:30, and he was here until well past midnight. He found two gas leaks from his crew’s work!! And after refitting them several times, he was unable to get a good seal. They never freak’n pressure tested the gas lines after they moved them. We are still detecting a very small leak.

Can I scream?

Now the guy is coming out today because he fears the water heater may not be getting enough draft to vent properly now that the furnace has moved. I’ve done my homework now, after the fact, and he should have done calculations and done a back-draft test which he never did. And if the venting wasn’t sufficient, he should have installed a smaller chimney liner. That was all part of why I hired this guy, and this work, if necessary, is still part of our original contract obligations!

I’m in for a long day.

I’m just worn out with this stuff. I need a break, don’t you think?

I highly recommend this gas detector we bought.

Susan Boyle: The Study of Expressions

Last night, my mom showed me this clip of Susan Boyle from a show called “Britain’s Got Talent”, the equivalent to American Idol. She told me I just had to see Boyle sing, and expected me to be blown away by the experience.

But what blew me away and what was so much fun for me were all the reactions of people watching Boyle as caught by the camera crew. I saw a heap of body language and emotions. Simon Cowell had me laughing with his incredible eyebrow raise, but there is just so much more in this video. I could probably write an incredibly long post sharing all that I see.

So give it a watch and see what expressions and emotions you see. The faces and reactions in this video tell us heaps. You feel a wealth of emotions, and you can even pick up on peoples’ thoughts by their expressions in this video when you watch it, without ever having to consciously think about it. How does that happen? Could it be mirror neurons (thanks, Mary, for introducing them to me)?

This video is truly a special moment on so many levels. I just love watching it and I want to say a big Wow to Susan! You are amazing!! Way to go! You give me chills (in a lovely way), and you bring tears to my eyes….

I, too, have a dream…