Home Again, Home Again-Doing a Jig

G had a wonderful time on the "bacation." She loved my aunt's dogs. She wore herself out so that by Friday afternoon she fell asleep on my lap sitting up watching a Christmas video and slept about 30 mins or so. The dogs were still napping on Saturday afternoon from her visit and playing with them. Last night G told me that my aunt would def. miss her walking the dogs with her every afternoon. G even said that my aunt would prefer to have G there walking the dogs there than to have my uncle back with her to walk the dogs, heh.

The drive home was roughly uneventful. I say roughly because G periodically complained of being car sick, except that she doesn't get car sick so like any good mom I ignored her was very concerned and rolled her window down and back up several times to get her fresh air. She did sit on the side of the car with the window and the very intense sun. So as I pulled off the interstate onto the road to take us home, G threw up. I drove us home so I pulled over and thankfully we had clean clothes to change her on the side of the road. Dad cleaned the car out when they went home.

They basically dropped me at my car so I could go get the dog and clean up the cats' expected mess. I was not disappointed in the cats; they made a glorious mess! YUCK! Oh and G said, "I can't beweeve we selled ahr dog." I said, "We didn't sell our dog, G." She said, "Well, selling is the same as giving it away and we selled hur."

Boy were all of our animals glad to see us. That night all three of them slept somewhere on top of me. Poor Simon didn't even do his usual kneading, he just plopped down on top of both G and me to make sure we stayed put, I guess.

Going back to school was very hard leading to an after school melt down. Don't ya just love those? Oh but G is ready to go back for Christmas break, heh.

Welcoming Black Friday

Yeah, so I welcomed it in at around 8:00 am. I am no Black Friday girl. That will be the Santa breaker because I will not be going to get things for future Christmases that I will have to purchase on the Friday after Thanksgiving to say Santa brought it!! It is worth the extra price for me to avoid the early morning and all the obnoxious crowds, not that I mean you if you are a Black Friday shopper cause I know you wouldn't be obnoxious!

Our Thanksgiving dinner was pretty traditional but G ate Ramen noodles which was so fine by me. We had a good time helping my aunt prepare dinner and just being together. G finally got the dogs to mind her and play ball with her. A cold front came through but the house is nice and warm.

The big disappointment came with the whole going to Opryland Hotel. About 12 years ago I went to a conference for work that enabled a group of us to go to the hotel and see the Christmas lights/decorations. We had dinner at one of the restaurants and watched the light show. It was magical. But things have def. changed. First, the lights are still wonderful but the actual decorations are not what I remember, there used to be vignettes of snow villages and carolers walked around singing to everybody. Even the events were (today) closed or cost extra. Plus there was a Pentecostal youth something or other and three different shows going on so the people were everywhere. So I would not recommend anyone going unless they wanted to spend the extra money and attend a show like the rockets or what-not; then it really might be magical. For us, not so much.

We may be driving home this afternoon or tomorrow depending. I need to get the dog and had no idea a Friday night stay would be involved thus I left only food enough for the cats for 3 days not and I can't remember about the water situation. Plus I know my cats will have poo'ed on everything just to get back at me for leaving them, never mind all the puppy pads I left out for them.

Plus, I really need to pick up the dog on Saturday which by the way I failed to mention that after G and I dropped her off, G fell apart. She hasn't missed her while we have been here, but while driving home to meet my parents G was very upset. I told my mom I could never get rid of the dog even if I wanted too because G was so upset at just dropping her off for the three day vacation.

Anyway, this has been fun and I am so glad I didn't have to get up early this morning! If you did, I hope you found the bargains of your dreams easily and without a fight! I truly don't begrudge you that!

Happy Thanskgiving!

G's Thanksgiving list (as quoted to me by G):

1. friends
2. family
3. Kleenex
4. mama's love
5. earth
6. God made the earth special
7. water
8. hearts
9. movies
10. bacation
11. Jesus died on the cross
12. pilgrims
13. Indians
14. light
15. planets
16. pictures of mama (not that there are many of them around)
17. The sky because Jesus is up there
18. God
19. books about Jesus
20. poem books
21. disciples
22. animals
23. projects and colors
24. good germs
25. everything in this wuherld (aka: world) for Jesus and God

My Thanksgiving list:

1. My wonderful, fantastic daughter, G
2. wonderful parents
3. friends
4. Jesus salvation offered for free
5. vacations
6. if I have to be unemployed, now is the best time because of the extensions
7. antibiotics and sinus medicine
8. my cameras
9. Christmas coming
10. crafts
11. movies to watch with my daughter
12. books
13. for not having a serious illness
14. for living in a country (for now anyway) that is free and has the best medical care (not health care) in the world which is exactly what the world needs-medical care not health care.
15. a bed to sleep in
16. a place to live
17. clean water to shower and cook
18. shoes to wear not just to wear but to wear for style as much as protection
19. ministries that help the poor and orphaned in the world
20. a currently working car (or SUV, paid for)

It's a Bacation

My very kind parents agreed to pay to board my dog so G and I could accompany them to Nashvegas to visit my mom's sister who is spending (or was) Thanksgiving alone. We are leaving today. G became very stressed about this "bacation" and truly cried because she didn't know where we would sleep (Aunt has lots of beds), with what she would play (bring some games), what she would eat (I reminded her that my aunt has a kitchen and there are grocery stores to buy her "durty wice" and mac n cheese or noodles), what about an accident (in clothes not car-take extras), what about the cats (leaving them with food/water), where is Clementine going? (to a kennel) and all other combination of kindergarten worries.

She wants to take everything including all her "thousands of toys." She said most grown ups don't like "chiwldwen's shows" so what is she going to watch? And what about K-LUB? (KLOVE the radio station). She even asked me what about the clocks? I told her we aren't moving so we don't need to pack our clocks.

So far she has packed two board games, her baby doll's clothes, the tiger that she likes baby doll to ride on, the horse she received as a bday gift, wanted to take all of her cars (ALL. OF. THEM.-I said NO), jacks, two decks of cards, 5 DVD movies, and anything else she could think of that would fit in the "here mama there is some space" part of the suitcase. I packed one suitcase for the both of us last night.

She even has an activity bag for the car. Not sure who is going to ride in the back to entertain. Probably grandad, don't feel sorry for him, he enjoys it.

So we plan on one evening visiting the Opryland hotel to see the lights and just hanging out visiting. I told G this is like her first Bacation she can remember. Literally is the first overnight for me since 2006, WOW! I almost forgot how to pack a suitcase, heh.

Nashvegas, Baby! HERE WE COME!

On a Lighter Note

Or otherwise titled, "The Drama That Is Kindergarten." Sunday morning as G and I ate breakfast she very seriously looked at me and said, "Mama, C is in lub with me."


I said, "C? How do you know?"


She said, "I saw it in his face and asked him."


I said, "You asked C if he was in love with you? Did you tell him you are too little?"

She said, "Yes, and he telled me he is."


I said, "Why did you ask him?"


She said, "I wanted to know because I don't want to fall in lub with him. I hope I don't fall in lub with him. Even when I grow up I hope I don't fall in lub with him."

I said, "I hope you don't too, baby."

Later that morning she was playing with her bitty baby whom she named Gracie Leigh Jane (I think. There is def a Gracie Leigh in it.) and I asked her if she wanted me to fix her to carry her. She agreed so I fixed her to wear the baby. They were going fishing you see and Gracie wasn't wearing socks so G didn't want her to get splinters in her feet.

By the way, this is the "I really want to have my picture taken but I might be just a bit embarrassed and/or proud of what ever the reason for the picture is" look. She can't replicate it on command either, I have tried to get her too. This is pure G emotion showing!

By the way, thanks for the comments on Ms. Cate. Her memorial service was Sunday afternoon and G did not attend. I would have let her, my mom was against it and G didn't want to wear a dress. Decision made, heh.

Three of her classmates were there with their moms. The little neighbor girl, P, and her family sat with us. I ended up holding her as she fell asleep in my lap, too much perhaps? Her little legs were jumpy. I told her mom, L, that she was chasing rabbits, heh.

The next big step will be cleaning out the classroom. They are not going to make a decision until after Christmas. Another Ms. C will be the permanent sub to help the principal make a decision.

November 20, 2009, RIP, Mrs. Carol Cate

Glenys' kindergarten teacher passed away this morning. She was pronounced DOA at the hospital but more than likely she was already gone when the ambulance arrived. Due to the swelling caused by the tumor it appears that the fluid may have caused a stroke.

The school called all the parents of the kids in her room or told us as we dropped off children at the school. I was called as G usually rides the bus. I arrived as the principal was still talking to the kids.

I had actually gone back to bed feeling rather poorly due to the sinus infection. When I got the message I immediately left the house to get to the school without having had ANY coffee. By noon my head was hurting so badly, and I HAD NO clue as to the reason. The no coffee thing didn't occur to me until after 2pm as I was taking G to spend the night with her grandparents. Two aleve didn't relieve my headache so my dad made me coffee at 4pm, and that is helping (not that you are asking). I love my dad.

Anyway, Mrs. Cate's husband and children will need MUCH prayer to get through this time. The photo is deceiving, as she was much younger than she looks. The cancer unbeknownst to any of us at the taking of the picture was already growing. Services are this Sunday. Thanksgiving is next week.

The little neighbor girl who was also in her class (I will just call her P) will need lots of prayer as well. She lost her dad last Christmas to cancer, and Mrs. Cate was like a second grandma to her.

Pray for the kindergarten kids who will have an indefinite sub for the time being (probably until after Christmas). There will be a time to revisit the loss when someone removes all of Mrs. Cate's things from that room which will make the room itself look different.

Pray for the sub as she is coming in mid year needing to pickup and not lose any of what has already been learned. This is going to be a tough year.

This picture was on the first day of school.

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Welcome to the Home of Hack and Spit

Cough and wheeze. We both have a sinus infection. YIPPEE! The sounds at bedtime made by G and me are interesting to say the least. G is on antibiotics for ten days as well as flonase before bedtime and a codeine based cough medicine for night only. I am on the self prescribed sudafed which will take longer but will still clear me up. Sleep here is short and tempers for us both are shorter.

I kept G home yesterday because I felt she needed the rest to heal but she didn't rest. I did. I took a morning nap from 8 to 10:30 while she interrupted not much and played with her legos. Then she brushed her teeth and washed her face by herself without my help at all. She said she even used hot water to wash her face. I usually get her wash cloth ready for her to wash her face and then I put toothpaste on her brush for her but in the a.m. she brushes her own teeth.

G is in school today even though she was quite grumpy this morning too and told me she didn't want to be absent yesterday! Well, sorry babe, won't happen again for a long time if I can help it. She complained about all the work she will have waiting for her, heh. She said, "I only wike to play!" And that was said with the head moving side to side, hmmm, wonder where she learned that?

G has a desperate need to control and it is in controlling the little things that cause the battles to rage between us. They all seem to be such minor battles but built on top of each other creates many tears and really bad attitudes for us both. Hard to explain as no one really sees it outside of our house so therefore no one believes it or understands how it is not good to be that controlling as a child. It shows a lack of trust and not very good attachment. How do you explain to someone who isn't experiencing it or doesn't want to see it?

Around the World by Noon

We traveled all through Europe this morning seeing works of the Masters all before noon today. One of the art museums had a free admission today with some art projects like making a postcard or a picture frame as well as the Masterworks exhibit as a scavenger hunt. They arranged the paintings so that each room was a different country like Italy, Spain, Netherlands etc. One of the theaters even performed several songs from Narnia play/musical being performed in our area this season.

It was kind of fun but taking a 5 year old to see some of the Renaissance paintings, you know, with the women not truly clothed like in Susanna and the Lecherous Men painting, or Venus holding her exposed breast, well, let's just say we had to talk a lot about the body today. Of course lots of the Biblical paintings with Christ on the cross were difficult for her too. She knows the story but really hadn't seen or thought about what would that look like. As we looked through the paintings I talked about them with G so much so that one lady stopped me and said, "I thought you were a curator." I wasn't sure if it was a compliment or an accusation.

Then it was back near home for a bit of horse riding at a birthday party for one of G's classmates. I had to tell G she would never ever get to ride a horse if she didn't take the chance and do it today. She had told me she wouldn't ride it at all then when she did she rode it twice saying it was fun. Sometimes the whole battle is in getting her to try something new.

A Picture of a Picture

If one pic is worth a 1000 words then a picture of a picture must be worth 2000 or would you half that? Just kidding. Anyway, this is G's kindergarten picture. The first time they took the pic G had molluscum on her face so I waited for the re-take. We got the pictures back Tuesday and I was so pleased. The colors and her smile, I just love the pic.

Kindergarten Teacher Update

Ms. C does indeed have cancer. She has an aggressive (apparently) lymphoma but she didn't say it was non-Hodgkin's or not. She did say her doc is very pleased with whatever it is because of his belief that chemo and radiation will wipe it out. Ms. C is being wiped out by the cancer already. She has decided that she is going to take off Mon-Wed(her oncology appt) because she is so tired. She is wearing support hose to help with the swelling in her legs. Ms. C has really aged in these three months of school even.

G was trying to explain them to me last night and got frustrated for me not understanding what she said; although, I did understand or figured I knew what she had and I was right. G had to ask her today what they were and Ms. C gladly showed them and let her touch them. She said that G touched them like they would bite her, heh.

Yes, I did go again this week (non-intentional third time) to have lunch with G and was asked by the distar teacher to come visit them when I am there next week (she knows I go once a week for the whole day). I haven't gone to sit in on G's distar group because I wasn't sure how G would react or if she would participate with me there. She can be very funny about participating when I am around.

Today I met the pre-school teacher, Ms. E, there to introduce her to the principal and Ms. C so Ms. E can use her break time to tutor some and try to get a job there soon. The principal said next fall there would be openings as they are adding 4 new classes onto the building. I appreciate Ms. E's faith in me to help her get a job there but really I don't have a job so how does she think I am going to help her?

Ms. E is going to have to quit the daycare in order to get into the district, first as a sub then as a teacher. While she waits her two weeks out she is going to volunteer on her break to help some of the more behind kids. Her hubby wants her to quit but she is the reluctant one. I think she thinks it won't keep her busy enough nor pay well enough. On the pay she is right but the busy she is wrong. They always ALWAYS need subs. And no I don't want to sub.

Thanks, Tartan Marine

When The Ta-Li-Ban Come Back
When the Ta-Li-Ban come back,
Then we girls will quit the school
For the acid they would throw
Would our faces burn away.

When the Ta-Li-Ban come back,
Women will not doctors be,
Jobs are not for such as us,
Worthless creatures owned by men,
They may beat us as they please.

When the Ta-Li-Ban come back,
I will marry old Rashid,
I must make a good third wife,
For I’m nine and just the age
Of the Prophet’s youngest bride
When she graced his marriage bed.

Peace should be upon his name,
He is perfect in all things.
Baby-wives obey and serve,
Keeping tears from off our cheeks.

When the Ta-Li-Ban come back,
Women then will know their place,
Mother must the burka wear,
Never show a man her face,
Father must go out with her,
Or they’ll whip her in the street.

When the Ta-Li-Ban come back,
Girls must not report a rape.
Lacking four Believers who
Testify it was by force,
They would scream beneath the stones,
Dying for adultery.

When America goes home,
And the Ta-Li-Ban come back,
We will know to thank you for
Living as our mothers lived,
All subservient to men,
Thirteen centuries ago.
~Robert A. Hall, Former SSgt, USMC Permission to publish this blank-verse poem is granted to anyone with the courage. But remember Theo van Gogh and the Danish cartoonists.

From the Bottom of My Heart

A Million Thanks and Deep Gratitude for those men and women who have sacrificed their lives for our freedoms.

Thank you, men and women of the military for your service.

Thank you to the families for your sacrifice as well.

Tell me, Have you thanked a soldier today?

Linda's Random Dozen

1. What was the last song you listened to? How He Loves by David Crowder Band

2. Have you ever had “buyer’s remorse” over anything? Everything and I have not-buyings remorse over a skirt that I didn't buy when I should have. I think that is worse, heh.

3. What is something in your life that you are thankful for now that you didn’t think you would be at the time of the event? (Something that seemed ill-timed, inconvenient or hurtful which turned out to be a good thing) I am not sure I wish to think that deeply today, in a bad situation right now can't see the light yet.

4. Do you watch the Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade every year? If so, do you have a favorite float or balloon? Yes every year. Underdog I think is my fav.

5. Share a quote, scripture, poem or lyric which has been an inspiration to you lately. Jermiah 29:11-12 I am clinging to that right now.

6. This is meant to be a fun question, and this is a G-rated blog, but please share a “guilty pleasure,” something that you enjoy that’s probably not the most edifying, time-worthy or healthy thing you could be indulging in. Did I mention--G rating? reading blogs, they are better than books!

7. What Thanksgiving food are you looking forward to? I have never liked traditional Thanksgiving foods. My grandmother then mom makes different foods for me (not because I ask because I don't) but fried chicken with mashed potatos and sawmill gravey and bisquits was my grandmother's treat to me and mac n cheese with shake and bake pork chop is my mom's treat

8. What is your favorite book to read to children, or what was your favorite childhood book? just about all of them as I read them to my daughter. I do really love Olivia books too though.

9. Do you collect anything? (Feel free to post a photo.) I collect precious moments, coffee mugs and museum books of places I have been. I relatively new collection is Santas of the world but I think I have missed most of those. I would like to have the Santas of the places I have visited though.

10. Gift bags or wrapping paper? what ever is easiest or I have in the closet.

11. Share an after-school memory from when you were younger. What was your routine like on an average day? we would walk home to my grandmother's home to wait on my mom to get off work. On Fridays she worked late so we all ate dinner at my grandmother's home and watched Donny and Marie Osmond. I remember literally rolling on the floor laughing at that show. I was roughly kindergarten or first grade.

12. True story: Once, in a job interview, I was asked this question and told there would be no clarifying; I simply had to answer the question: “When you’re fishing, do you feel for the fish?” So what about you? When you're fishing, do you feel for the fish?? yes I feel very sorry for the fish who die a slow death but I don't fish and I don't like fish other than fried catfish and not the meat but the fried crust part mostly and tarter sauce.

We Should NEVER Forget

The victims of communism lest we become those victims now. This week was also the 20th anniversary of the fall of the Berlin wall. Thanks in large part (all part) to Ronald Reagan who never was honored with a Nobel peace prize. Maybe we should come up with an alternative prize the Ronald Reagan Prize for World Peace and Justice because military strategy will keep the world at peace and not communism. That is a failed (over and over and over again) government system that the Obamas of the world want to force on their own people. We must stand up to big government to stop the tyranny of the world.

Time To Do Away With Unions

I had to post this from Instapundit's site. Very important to understand the dangers of big government! Stand up and call your senators and congressmen to stop big government. It is for the very future of our country.

Semper Fi

Happy Birthday to the Marines!

Thank you for your years of service to our nation

and the world!

A Lot of Things and Not So Much Really

I am debating about taking a nap and probably will soon. First off, our church has a methane gas leak and the numbers were so high that explosion was imminent. The gas and power folks turned off all the power and we had 1 service in the gym today. No word on how long it will take to fix as they aren't sure where it is. It had been leaking and smelling for a bit now, but someone called for help to find out what the smell was and discovered there was quite a bit of danger in the wings. Thankfully no one was hurt and the church is still standing. It is a new church building and really has had problems already but this is a BIG problem.

Second, G and I attended a Chinese tea ceremony at a botanical garden near here. It was nice. We toured the gardens and learned of different varieties of plants/trees that are native to China/Asia generally. The peach originated in China even though some people think it originated in Persia. I didn't know but now I am glad I do. I learned that the very stinky tree next to my old house was a Chinese chestnut tree. American chestnut trees were all or mostly all damaged during a chestnut blight several years ago. The Chinese chestnut tree wasn't susceptible to it so it survived. The guy who did the plant tour was very cute knowledgeable so I videoed him talking about some of the plants.

Third, I attended on Friday, thanks to my therapist arranging it, the adoption conference. I wasn't as excited about it as last year's but the speaker was actually really good. Michele Borba who is a former special ed teacher now author and frequent guest on CNN, NBC, FOX News, CBS. She was really good, and I was glad to hear her.

Prayers Needed

Ms. C, G's kindergarten teacher, has a tumor that is suspected to be lymphoma but the doctor won't know until Tuesday for sure. She has a hard mass (rapidly growing) in her side pushing on all of her organs (liver, kidneys etc.) causing her to lose weight (she can't afford) and basically trying to take over her insides. The doctor is very positive that chemo and radiation will knock it out. It is inoperable maybe due to where it is as well as the size of it but he is almost certain that it will be wiped out with chemo/radiation.

Anyway, she has two children (grown, youngest in her late 20s) but no grandchildren yet. This was probably going to be her last year anyway but now this sort of forces it. Her husband is also a teacher and will be retiring with her I believe at the end of the year. She has 90 days of sick so job-wise she should be fine.

She is scared and uncertain about what all this means. The kindergartners will def. be effected by this having a sub and all. It will be a permanent sub for sure but still very difficult for learning. Ms. C is a very sweet teacher that is extremely patient!! I am very glad G has her this year. So please pray for a miracle for Ms. C. Barring a miracle, pray for wisdom for the doctor and treatment team, pray for the peace that passes all understanding, pray for the sub that will come into the room, pray for the adjustment of the kids, pray for Ms. C's family to support her.

Linda's Random Dozen

1. It's early morning, about 2:00AM, and you're driving home. You come to a red light and sit there. There is no one in sight for miles around. Do you wait it out or run the light? Depends if I get spooked 'cuz too many scary movies will mess with my mind and I don't even have to watch them.

2. If you had the chance to re-do the last 24 hours, would you change anything? Yes I would be working or something.

3. When you reply to someone's comment on your blog, do you reply in your comments or go to her blog and comment? (Or email her) e-mail if it is attached to the comment or to her blog rarely do I comment on my own comment section.

4. Your favorite Disney movie is: Mary Poppins

5. Do you recycle? No much to my daughter's chagrin

6. Games of strategy or games of chance? strategy

7. Do you have any recurring dreams? Yes either of snakes in the yard or of failing high school

8. What did you learn from your first real job? not to go into the stock room or I might walk in on a moment of indiscretion, ick.

9. Do you buy or borrow most books? buy, that is why I am so broke, heh.

10. What fashion trend of the past did you say you'd never wear again but did? Haven't yet.

11. When do you start Christmas shopping? as soon as possible. Done for my daughter except for cheap stocking stuffer stuffs.

12. Have you ever been so happy that you literally jumped up and down for a few seconds? If so, what was the occasion? Not that I can think of. Not an extremely emotional person.

Got It Back

My phone that is. No job offer of the century though. Two calls from my mom which makes me laugh since the phone was at her house the whole two days, heh.

Last night was the Upwards basketball tryout to place the team together. These are just two of the videos I made of G. She also had to walk bouncing a ball first in her right hand and next in her left around some cones. G was timed walking around cones in a square (4 corners) but was supposed to only walk around two cones in a line of sorts. So she had the tougher job not noted for it being tougher. Have I ever mentioned how glad she doesn't have my genes? Well, this is the reason, at 5 she plays better basketball than I did at 10. She is so much more coordinated than I ever thought about being.

Now onto a funny G story from Sunday night. I was putting G's clothes away in her bedroom and the dog barked to be let in. I asked G to go let her in which she did. Well, at least I heard the door open and shut. G came back in the room and I promptly forgot about my request regarding the dog. A few mins. later I heard the dog bark to be let in. I said, "G did you let the dog in?" She said, "Yes." I said, "Then why is she barking?" G said, "I guess she wants out."

So I called the dog's name which in normal circumstances results in said dog running to me all wiggly and happy wanting to be loved but in this circumstance no dog. I in turn stepped into the dining room to look out the back door and saw the dog on the opposite side of the door than I was. I said, "G I thought you let the dog in?" She said, "I did." I said, "Then why is she outside?" G said, "Well, I opened the door." I said, "If you didn't see the dog come into the house then you didn't let the dog in."

Last night while telling my mom about the being let in or not on the newly retrieved phone G said, "Well I wanted to be first." Then it all clicked. You see, G opened the door, the dog jumped off the step to come through the door but G wanted to be first in line and let the door shut thinking the dog came in right behind her but not leaving it opened long enough to actually let the dog in. Sometimes my head just wants to explode from the kinder-logic.

Weekday Ramblings

If you are wondering where the Halloween pictures are I will put you out of your misery right now. There are none! That's right. NONE! You see, G doesn't really like to dress up and after the last year's undressing right before entering the whole trunks of treat fair I decided we wouldn't do any Halloween-ing this year.

Two, much too old, kids stopped by Saturday trick or treating (literally we had been home 5 mins) and being the anti-halloween-er I am I gave them Easter candy. YEP you read that right, EASTER candy from G's Easter party back in April. Now it was not opened and probably still good but we never or rarely have trick or treaters since our area has not one but 4 churches doing the whole trunks of treat dealio that very few, read that NONE-houses actually keep candy or are home for the trick or treating tweens.

Oh and after spending the day, Saturday, at my parents playing on the computer (G not me, I watched) I can't find my cell phone which is the only phone we have. I texted via my e-mail both parents for them to see if it is there but neither are technically savvy enough to know I texted or figure out how to answer me, maybe!?!?!?! 'Cuz I haven't heard from either. AND I can't text again because I get a message that since they haven't answered the first text it won't accept my other texts.

I did remember that I forgot to tell them who I was but I figured that since I am the only one out of their 4 kids to lose things regularly at their house they may know already who I am. Who'd a thunk I would have needed to remind them?!?! Plus I am the only one within driving distance of less than 15 mins so you know they should know, right?

I usually don't lose things like cell phones, except for that one time I lost my very favorite phone at a concert where many bottles of the vine had been opened and consumed at a concert waaaaay before motherhood struck. Oh and then there was that other time I left it on the table or by the computer at my parents' house needing outside intervention of a friend to call them and tell them they had it, or that one time I lost it in my car only to be found the two days later next day. But other than THOSE times I am not a regular cell phone loser.

You know what will happen now? I will get the job offer of the century but will have no way of responding because I won't know I will get it and then it will be past the deadline to call back from the message and the phone battery will be run down too. It seems to me the older I get the less responsible I become.

I will admit barring the thoughts of desperately needing to call people now that I don't have the phone, the silence is a bit nice.

The Pedophile Protection Act

otherwise known as Hate Crime Legislation was signed into law. The Dems put it on the Defense Spending Bill because they knew it wouldn't pass on its own merit as it creates a special class of citizens and will not treat people fairly. It is totally against the 14th Amendment of our constitution that guarantees fair and unbiased treatment under the law. A person can now be charged with a hate crime based on some one's feeling like they have been threatened whether or not they have. It is a thought controlling law.

If a pedophile attempts to grab your child and you scream or hit that person to stop them you will be charged with a hate crime because your action is against the pedophile's action which is based in his own sexual orientation, that being toward children. Dems wouldn't allow any wording that would stop the protection of sexual deviants.

So we have a higher class of citizen now protected by federal laws. Don't get me wrong, it def. panders to the very extreme liberal left of the Democrat party but it harms America. This is nothing but politicizing crimes.

Starr Parker has a wonderful piece about the wrongness of this bill. Senator Harry Reid is the responsible party and I hope he pays in 2010.

Here is an excerpt: "Can we really believe that someone capable of murder is less likely to do so if the victim is a homosexual and the penalties are greater?

"It should be clear that hate crime law has nothing to do with improving our law but rather with creating favored political classes. It is something that should be hateful to everyone who cares about a free society, and particularly hateful to those, such as blacks, who have been victimized by politicization of law."