I took the girls to IHOP today for breakfast. No bread or milk in the house this morning,easy decision.
When we were leaving we turned the corner and saw two Nuns, dressed in white (head to toe) sitting at a booth. The three year old pointed to them and said "Hey look Mommy, two Angels."
Both the older ladies smiled and said "BLESS YOU CHILD". I told the girls that they were truly Angels for all the wonderful things they do.
They asked us our names and chatted a little bit. When we left the little one said, "they were nice Angels, Mommy". I agreed.
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Please Knock.....
I was recently reminded of a story I told 3 years ago.
Our oldest was just learning to string words together to make sentences. She was very proud of that fact and made LOTS of signs.
One sign posted on her bedroom door said "PLEASE KNOCK".
The younger sister, not wanting to be left out, needed a sign for her room too. One Problem, she couldn't spell. So, she relied on her older sister to tell her what to write. She knew her letters so all she needed was an older sister.
Easy enough, huh?
Maybe not.
When I walked down the hall I found an interesting sign on the door. When I asked the little one what the sign said she replied "PLEASE KNOCK". She was very surprised to learn that the sign she wrote said "POOP ON ME".
She took off after her older sister screaming and waving her arms and managed to land a few blows before I got to her.
I told her from now on, always have Mommy check her signs.
We haven't had another problem.
Our oldest was just learning to string words together to make sentences. She was very proud of that fact and made LOTS of signs.
One sign posted on her bedroom door said "PLEASE KNOCK".
The younger sister, not wanting to be left out, needed a sign for her room too. One Problem, she couldn't spell. So, she relied on her older sister to tell her what to write. She knew her letters so all she needed was an older sister.
Easy enough, huh?
Maybe not.
When I walked down the hall I found an interesting sign on the door. When I asked the little one what the sign said she replied "PLEASE KNOCK". She was very surprised to learn that the sign she wrote said "POOP ON ME".
She took off after her older sister screaming and waving her arms and managed to land a few blows before I got to her.
I told her from now on, always have Mommy check her signs.
We haven't had another problem.
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Bonafide Member of the Driskill Mountain Society
Yep, you heard me right. Driskill Mountain Society.
I bet you didn't know that Mount Driskill is the highest point in Louisiana. 535 feet and I have climbed it. Found in the northeast corner of Sec. 32, T. 17 N., R. 5 W. at 32° 25′ 29.32″ N 92° 53′ 47.90″ W (WGS84) within Bienville Parish for all you legal wingnuts.
I took a Louisiana Geography class my last year at Louisiana Tech. Ralph Pierce was my teacher and he was great! What an interesting man. At one time I could tell you the Louisiana town that received the most rainfall in a 24 hour period. We even visited Poverty Point in Epps, Louisiana to see the Indian Mounds.
He took us all on a field trip to Bienville Parish to climb Driskill Mountain. The path was rough and needed clearing, but we all managed to get to the top and find..... trees. Lots and lots of pine trees. No view. Just a big hill and trees. But, that sweet man made every student who attended the field trip a certificate. You got it.... we were all made "Bonafide Members of the Driskill Mountain Society".
A few years later at the Barnes and Noble they had a book signing of David Brashers book about his climb of Everest. This is the guy who with a crew of 4 or people lugged the IMAX camera up Everest. It just happened to be the same year that they had the worst disaster ever on Everest. Into Thin Air was the story about that climbing season. A crazy number of people died in one 24 hour period.
I went to get my book signed. He was a very nice man. Tall, lanky, scraggly. Looked like a mountain climbing man. I think he was surprised by the number of people who showed up in Shreveport, Louisiana for his book. When I got up in line Mr. Brashers asked if I had ever been climbing. I told him yes. I had climbed the highest point in Louisiana. Mount Driskill at 535 feet. He looked at me, smiled and said "well, you gotta start somewhere".
I bet you didn't know that Mount Driskill is the highest point in Louisiana. 535 feet and I have climbed it. Found in the northeast corner of Sec. 32, T. 17 N., R. 5 W. at 32° 25′ 29.32″ N 92° 53′ 47.90″ W (WGS84) within Bienville Parish for all you legal wingnuts.
I took a Louisiana Geography class my last year at Louisiana Tech. Ralph Pierce was my teacher and he was great! What an interesting man. At one time I could tell you the Louisiana town that received the most rainfall in a 24 hour period. We even visited Poverty Point in Epps, Louisiana to see the Indian Mounds.
He took us all on a field trip to Bienville Parish to climb Driskill Mountain. The path was rough and needed clearing, but we all managed to get to the top and find..... trees. Lots and lots of pine trees. No view. Just a big hill and trees. But, that sweet man made every student who attended the field trip a certificate. You got it.... we were all made "Bonafide Members of the Driskill Mountain Society".
A few years later at the Barnes and Noble they had a book signing of David Brashers book about his climb of Everest. This is the guy who with a crew of 4 or people lugged the IMAX camera up Everest. It just happened to be the same year that they had the worst disaster ever on Everest. Into Thin Air was the story about that climbing season. A crazy number of people died in one 24 hour period.
I went to get my book signed. He was a very nice man. Tall, lanky, scraggly. Looked like a mountain climbing man. I think he was surprised by the number of people who showed up in Shreveport, Louisiana for his book. When I got up in line Mr. Brashers asked if I had ever been climbing. I told him yes. I had climbed the highest point in Louisiana. Mount Driskill at 535 feet. He looked at me, smiled and said "well, you gotta start somewhere".
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Acorn gets the vote out!
Just wanted to let everyone know that I voted last week. BUT.... Acorn informed me that I could vote again and again and again...under the following names..... Una Decidedo, Geta D. Voteout, Zeituni Onyango and Van Morrison.
Monday, November 3, 2008
The BRAVO triple feature!
I was giddy when I saw that Bravo had these three shows lined up Sunday night. At 7 p.m. was "I didn't know I was pregnant.", At 8 p.m. was "Purity Balls", and at 9 p.m. was "Painted Babies at 17".
How is that for a great evening with a glass of wine.
I didn't know I was pregnant, really? Women who went 9 months and didn't know they were carrying a child. Mistaking movement of the baby with gas. GAS. That's one hell of a burrito or a serious case of IBS.
Purity Balls.
Now this one was a little freaky. Crazy-ultra-Christian Fathers take their daughters to Purity Balls and have them sign Contracts to stay "Pure" until marriage. They can not kiss a boy. The first Boy they kiss will be their husband on their wedding day.
It was a little weird. These fathers talking about their little girls being pure and clean. As if all teenage boys are evil and diseased.
The girls dress in formal dresses. The fathers are in tuxedos. The entertainment for the evening is a religious ballet dance. Girls of all ages dressed in white long tutus and leotards and dance into the room. The older ones are carrying a wooden cross that becomes the centerpiece of the room. The girls then dance a "choreographed ballet" around the cross. Like a Evangelical Swan Lake. The narrator even comments that the ball "is accompanied by background music from Hollywood movies".
It's a little scary. Almost like the fathers don't want their daughters to grow up. The minister who started this movement meets the young men his daughter would like to go on a date with. She was interviewed and said that on more than one occasion, "they decided that one particular young man was not the one for her". She is now engaged, at 21 years old and will have her first kiss on her wedding day.
What was interesting was that they also interviewed a "sinner". A former Purity Ball girl who (cue the music) got pregnant out of wedlock. She was a former Miss Colorado. Beautiful. Smart. A little sad. She talked about the culture shock she received when she entered college. How socially, she was at least 6 years behind the other girls. Very interesting.
They left the best for last. Child Beauty Pageants!
Painted Babies at 17. Yep, it's a follow up to a documentary from 11 years ago called Painted Babies. It was totally trastastic. One girl quit at the age of 7. She is in boarding school in Tennessee and has a normal summer job. The other (and she would have to be from Louisiana) is still in pageants. She is now training other girls for pageants on the makeshift stage in her backyard.
The best parts are the flashbacks to the earlier days. The Mothers and Grandmothers sitting in the audience doing the dance routines. Telling the girls to smile. Prompting them on when to turn and model. Ya'll, those women were nuts. The Grandmothers of these two girls are crazier than the mothers.
Must See TV!
How is that for a great evening with a glass of wine.
I didn't know I was pregnant, really? Women who went 9 months and didn't know they were carrying a child. Mistaking movement of the baby with gas. GAS. That's one hell of a burrito or a serious case of IBS.
Purity Balls.
Now this one was a little freaky. Crazy-ultra-Christian Fathers take their daughters to Purity Balls and have them sign Contracts to stay "Pure" until marriage. They can not kiss a boy. The first Boy they kiss will be their husband on their wedding day.
It was a little weird. These fathers talking about their little girls being pure and clean. As if all teenage boys are evil and diseased.
The girls dress in formal dresses. The fathers are in tuxedos. The entertainment for the evening is a religious ballet dance. Girls of all ages dressed in white long tutus and leotards and dance into the room. The older ones are carrying a wooden cross that becomes the centerpiece of the room. The girls then dance a "choreographed ballet" around the cross. Like a Evangelical Swan Lake. The narrator even comments that the ball "is accompanied by background music from Hollywood movies".
It's a little scary. Almost like the fathers don't want their daughters to grow up. The minister who started this movement meets the young men his daughter would like to go on a date with. She was interviewed and said that on more than one occasion, "they decided that one particular young man was not the one for her". She is now engaged, at 21 years old and will have her first kiss on her wedding day.
What was interesting was that they also interviewed a "sinner". A former Purity Ball girl who (cue the music) got pregnant out of wedlock. She was a former Miss Colorado. Beautiful. Smart. A little sad. She talked about the culture shock she received when she entered college. How socially, she was at least 6 years behind the other girls. Very interesting.
They left the best for last. Child Beauty Pageants!
Painted Babies at 17. Yep, it's a follow up to a documentary from 11 years ago called Painted Babies. It was totally trastastic. One girl quit at the age of 7. She is in boarding school in Tennessee and has a normal summer job. The other (and she would have to be from Louisiana) is still in pageants. She is now training other girls for pageants on the makeshift stage in her backyard.
The best parts are the flashbacks to the earlier days. The Mothers and Grandmothers sitting in the audience doing the dance routines. Telling the girls to smile. Prompting them on when to turn and model. Ya'll, those women were nuts. The Grandmothers of these two girls are crazier than the mothers.
Must See TV!
Saturday, November 1, 2008
The Holiday Tri-fecta.
I am spending this weekend trying to cram all three holidays into three days.
Friday was Halloween. Saturday is my birthday/Thanksgiving. Sunday is Christmas Morning.
Dr. Husband will be leaving this week for pre-deployment activities and then to Afghanistan via South Carolina and Kuwait. I know, S.C. But that's the Army for you..... Yes, I said Army. My Navy Doctor husband will be going to Afghanistan with the Army. Go Figure.
So. We just had Turducken, Dressing, Sweet 'tater casserole and a pumpkin cheesecake. Dr. Papa read The Night Before Christmas to the girls and we will all get up in the morning and open one gift before church.
So, welcome to my schizophrenic world.
Friday was Halloween. Saturday is my birthday/Thanksgiving. Sunday is Christmas Morning.
Dr. Husband will be leaving this week for pre-deployment activities and then to Afghanistan via South Carolina and Kuwait. I know, S.C. But that's the Army for you..... Yes, I said Army. My Navy Doctor husband will be going to Afghanistan with the Army. Go Figure.
So. We just had Turducken, Dressing, Sweet 'tater casserole and a pumpkin cheesecake. Dr. Papa read The Night Before Christmas to the girls and we will all get up in the morning and open one gift before church.
So, welcome to my schizophrenic world.
Why is it Relevant?
Why is it relevant? That's the question I got when I posted an article about Obama's Auntie. You know, the one who has been living in the United States, IN Government Housing, illegally for 4 years.
So... I stopped and thought about that question. Why is is relevant? She's not his mother. She's not his sister. I have read about Barak Obama. Vanity Fair had a very good story about him about 8 months or so ago. I know his background. He didn't have that much contact with his father's family. His Maternal Grandmother raised him. God Bless Grandmothers. They are raising way too many grandchildren in this country. I'm not voting for him. I don't like his Tax Issues. I agree with some of his philosophies, but that's not enough for my vote. I read as much as I could about both candidates and made my informed decision.
But the question is Why is it Relevant?
I rolled this around in my brain for a good 30 minutes. Why is it relevant? I re-read the article on CNN and ABC News online... and my answer is ....
It's all relevant when you want to be President, BUT and that's a BIG BUT.... I am more concerned with his answer.
I was not aware she was here. OK people, what kind of chicken shit answer is that?
Then I started looking up other questions to Sen. Obama. That seems to be the answer de jour.
The obviously mentally challenged, hate spewing minister from Chicago... He wasn't that way when we were in church. People, you don't develop that kind of hatred and contempt over night.... unless you have developed a BRAIN TUMOR!
The bomber and member of the American terrorist group, Weather Underground, of the 70's, Mr. Ayres.... He was just a neighbor. Neighbors gossip. I would bet my best pig on the fact that EVERYONE in the neighborhood knew exactly what Mr. Ayres had done and was a little freaked out by him.
The former PLO spokesman, Rashid Khalidi.... He was just a colleague and I attended his party. A colleague is a colleague, but he had ANY political aspirations, EVER, it was probably not a good idea to attend the party.
Why is is Relevant?
Guilt by Association.
For YEARS my parents have told us, be careful who you hang around, you may be judged by their actions. We would argue that WE are good people and wouldn't do the things those people do.... but my parents would always say...USE YOUR GOOD JUDGMENT.
And maybe that's where I am going. JUDGMENT.
I don't think George Bush used great Judgment. I think his advisers were Power Hungry Beasts. So, we know what happens when you surround yourself with advisers and defer to them.
JUDGMENT.
That's why the Auntie is relevant. This should have been handled MONTHS ago. Someone in his camp should have gone to her and explained the problem. Explained that she was going to be an issue and then if she decided to stay..... he could say that he spoke with her and told her the options..... if she failed to leave the country then he had done what he could she was on her own. NO ONE would have faulted him for that and NO ONE should have asked him why he didn't turn in an Aunt.
Now that would have been what a Born Leader should have done.
So... I stopped and thought about that question. Why is is relevant? She's not his mother. She's not his sister. I have read about Barak Obama. Vanity Fair had a very good story about him about 8 months or so ago. I know his background. He didn't have that much contact with his father's family. His Maternal Grandmother raised him. God Bless Grandmothers. They are raising way too many grandchildren in this country. I'm not voting for him. I don't like his Tax Issues. I agree with some of his philosophies, but that's not enough for my vote. I read as much as I could about both candidates and made my informed decision.
But the question is Why is it Relevant?
I rolled this around in my brain for a good 30 minutes. Why is it relevant? I re-read the article on CNN and ABC News online... and my answer is ....
It's all relevant when you want to be President, BUT and that's a BIG BUT.... I am more concerned with his answer.
I was not aware she was here. OK people, what kind of chicken shit answer is that?
Then I started looking up other questions to Sen. Obama. That seems to be the answer de jour.
The obviously mentally challenged, hate spewing minister from Chicago... He wasn't that way when we were in church. People, you don't develop that kind of hatred and contempt over night.... unless you have developed a BRAIN TUMOR!
The bomber and member of the American terrorist group, Weather Underground, of the 70's, Mr. Ayres.... He was just a neighbor. Neighbors gossip. I would bet my best pig on the fact that EVERYONE in the neighborhood knew exactly what Mr. Ayres had done and was a little freaked out by him.
The former PLO spokesman, Rashid Khalidi.... He was just a colleague and I attended his party. A colleague is a colleague, but he had ANY political aspirations, EVER, it was probably not a good idea to attend the party.
Why is is Relevant?
Guilt by Association.
For YEARS my parents have told us, be careful who you hang around, you may be judged by their actions. We would argue that WE are good people and wouldn't do the things those people do.... but my parents would always say...USE YOUR GOOD JUDGMENT.
And maybe that's where I am going. JUDGMENT.
I don't think George Bush used great Judgment. I think his advisers were Power Hungry Beasts. So, we know what happens when you surround yourself with advisers and defer to them.
JUDGMENT.
That's why the Auntie is relevant. This should have been handled MONTHS ago. Someone in his camp should have gone to her and explained the problem. Explained that she was going to be an issue and then if she decided to stay..... he could say that he spoke with her and told her the options..... if she failed to leave the country then he had done what he could she was on her own. NO ONE would have faulted him for that and NO ONE should have asked him why he didn't turn in an Aunt.
Now that would have been what a Born Leader should have done.
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