So the British teacher that who's class named a teddy bear Muhammad will not be whipped or killed (thank God!!), but she is sentenced to like two weeks in jail and deportation (thank God for deportation or someone would murder this poor woman).
So a bunch of Sudanese "protesters" went to some martyr's square and demanded she be executed in front of a firing squad. Wow. That's tolerant. Okay, so let me be tolerant for a moment and say what's good for the goose is good for the gander. Round up the folks belonging to this previously unheard of Society for Support of the Prophet Muhammad and shoot them all by firing squad since they named their group using the name Muhammad.
Ya know...here in America - we have "tolerance" (or at least so it is said - that's another soap box I could get on to). Also, the same laws (unless you are oh, insanely rich like Paris Hilton) apply to everyone.
How about trying that? Running the laws straight across the board. I am proud of the student that stood up for his teacher. It was not the teacher that named the bear; sure she allowed it - but is it wrong for children to associate something they love with a god or prophet they love?
It is said that children often view God by looking at their parents...can you imagine how most of those students and children in Sudan view their god? Vengeful, angry, and out to get them for any little thing.
They took my cast off yesterday. I had two options:
1. Wear it for another month
2. Remove it and be put in a walking book for a month
Since I so missed shaving my leg and showering, I opted for the boot. It is way more comfortable than the one from the summer. It absorbs a lot of the shock when I walk, but I am hurting badly today (which he said was normal and that it might hurt for the next week rebuilding the muscle). I can only take it off when I shower or when I am sleeping. I could have braided my leg hair...
I don't remember if I told yall about the MRI report - ruptured achilles tendon from my ankle up to my knee on the back side of my leg. I even broke down this morning and took a Darvocet.
I thought that today I would post some Scriptures that pertain to something I struggle with - anxiety. I don't mean just a little stress. I mean I have the kind of stress that requires daily medication so I can function as a normal person and not freak out.
Genesis 21:17 - And God heard the voice of the lad; and the angel of God called to Hagar out of heaven, and said unto her, What aileth thee, Hagar? fear not; for God hath heard the voice of the lad where he is.
Hagar had anxiety and fear, too. Of course her fear was for her son. Yet God took care of everything.
Exodus 14:13-14 - 13And Moses said unto the people, Fear ye not, stand still, and see the salvation of the LORD, which he will shew to you to day: for the Egyptians whom ye have seen to day, ye shall see them again no more for ever.
14The LORD shall fight for you, and ye shall hold your peace.
The Lord will fight for us. We must bring our things to Him and stay within His peace.
Psalm 13:2-5 - 2How long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart daily? how long shall mine enemy be exalted over me?
3Consider and hear me, O LORD my God: lighten mine eyes, lest I sleep the sleep of death;
4Lest mine enemy say, I have prevailed against him; and those that trouble me rejoice when I am moved.
5But I have trusted in thy mercy; my heart shall rejoice in thy salvation.
This is something I have struggled with. Sometimes it is so hard to give everything over to Him when it feels like the pressure is just never going to end. It is so good to know that I serve a God that hears me and that will take care of me. I need only trust in Him.
1 Peter 5:7 - Casting all your care upon him; for he careth for you.
Baby Grace's mother could have easily left her at the hospital, signed over her rights, and walked away. Yet no, we have one more tiny angel in heaven - she left this world with three skull fractures, after being beaten with leather belts, and held under water.
I think she should be sterilized - and her boyfriend, too. What I really want to know is why no one looked harder into this "Ohio" mystery social worker. Had I been that child's grandmother, aunt, etc etc (insert female relative here) - I would be calling every DHS office Ohio has to see if it was true...and then I would have called the police and reported her missing myself. Sadly, you can't leave all parents to be parents...especially ones that shack up with people they meet on the internet at a moment's notice.
2 Peter 2:19 - While they promise them liberty, they themselves are slaves of corruption; for by whom a person is overcome, by him also he is brought into bondage.
I think that everyone should own a copy of Where To Find it In the Bible. It's a great book.
If you are enslaved by anything - drugs, alcohol, depression, cigarettes, or anything - Jesus can set you free!
You are a good person. You do the best you can to be ethical, fair, and moral. And as you know, being a good person means making hard decisions... and following them through. If you're confronted with an ethical dilemma, you will usually do the right thing. Of course you do slip up. No one's perfect. But you do your best to correct your missteps.
You are also probably: incredibly honest, especially with yourself
Right now you are on track to being: A respected leader
To be a better person: Be kind to someone who is not very kind to you
By the way, I guess you've probably noticed a couple of changes to my blog in the way of posts. The Lord is really convicting me about some things...
For a while I was really aiming to be a caustic, witty blog (and to some point - that won't change because that is just who I am); however I am feeling the move of the Lord in my life and it is time to reflect the change here.
Let's find out together. I am using a book called Where to Find It in The Bible. I got it at my local Dollar General for about $5.
The kings in 1 Kings 20:16 had a royal drinking party:
And they went out at noon. But Benhadad was drinking himself drunk in the pavilions, he and the kings, the thirty and two kings that helped him.
Esther 1:8 -
And the drinking was according to the law; none did compel: for so the king had appointed to all the officers of his house, that they should do according to every man's pleasure.
Esther 3:15 -
The posts went out, being hastened by the king's commandment, and the decree was given in Shushan the palace. And the king and Haman sat down to drink; but the city Shushan was perplexed.
Proverbs 20:1 -
Wine is a mocker, strong drink is raging: and whosoever is deceived thereby is not wise.
Proverbs 23:29-31 -
29Who hath woe? who hath sorrow? who hath contentions? who hath babbling? who hath wounds without cause? who hath redness of eyes?
30They that tarry long at the wine; they that go to seek mixed wine.
31Look not thou upon the wine when it is red, when it giveth his colour in the cup, when it moveth itself aright
Romans 13:13 -
Let us walk honestly, as in the day; not in rioting and drunkenness, not in chambering and wantonness, not in strife and envying.
Isaiah 28:1-8 -
1Woe to the crown of pride, to the drunkards of Ephraim, whose glorious beauty is a fading flower, which are on the head of the fat valleys of them that are overcome with wine!
2Behold, the Lord hath a mighty and strong one, which as a tempest of hail and a destroying storm, as a flood of mighty waters overflowing, shall cast down to the earth with the hand.
3The crown of pride, the drunkards of Ephraim, shall be trodden under feet:
4And the glorious beauty, which is on the head of the fat valley, shall be a fading flower, and as the hasty fruit before the summer; which when he that looketh upon it seeth, while it is yet in his hand he eateth it up.
5In that day shall the LORD of hosts be for a crown of glory, and for a diadem of beauty, unto the residue of his people,
6And for a spirit of judgment to him that sitteth in judgment, and for strength to them that turn the battle to the gate.
7But they also have erred through wine, and through strong drink are out of the way; the priest and the prophet have erred through strong drink, they are swallowed up of wine, they are out of the way through strong drink; they err in vision, they stumble in judgment.
8For all tables are full of vomit and filthiness, so that there is no place clean.
Jeremiah 25:27 (kinda scary!) -
Therefore thou shalt say unto them, Thus saith the LORD of hosts, the God of Israel; Drink ye, and be drunken, and spue, and fall, and rise no more, because of the sword which I will send among you.
Jeremiah 51:57 -
And I will make drunk her princes, and her wise men, her captains, and her rulers, and her mighty men: and they shall sleep a perpetual sleep, and not wake, saith the King, whose name is the LORD of hosts.
Hosea 7:5 -
In the day of our king the princes have made him sick with bottles of wine; he stretched out his hand with scorners.
Habakkuk 2:15 -
Woe unto him that giveth his neighbour drink, that puttest thy bottle to him, and makest him drunken also, that thou mayest look on their nakedness!
I know, some of you are wondering about the time that Jesus turned water into wine at a wedding. I don't know if grape juice then was equivalent as to what we would consider wine in our day - I just don't know. I am just posting this to show that being a habitual drinker is not a good thing.
Ours was fairly food fight free...except the Coconut creme pie. Bry-onicle, Nana Beachy, and The Cop Magnet all got some of that.
We didn't deep fry the turkey this year (which I kind of missed)...
Tomorrow I will be featured on Etsy (at least my crochet stuff will be). I can't wait for that. Maybe I will sell something and it will pay for the featured fee. LOL
Wednesday I go back to the ortho and maybe get my cast off. The MRI came back and I ruptured my Achilles Tendon. Since the rupture wasn't terribly bad, the cast is the treatment. It doesn't hurt any more so I am thanking the Lord for that.
Well everyone - I have a Sunday Paper calling my name... I didn't get to go to church today because it is kind of slick out. The boys did go, though. Tomorrow I might have to check them out early and take them to work with me for a couple of hours. Nana Beachy has to take her dad to the doc and might not be home in time to pick them up. I need to save my time for Wednesday.
Oh yeah and if you like sales, my black Friday sale runs through until tomorrow on Usborne Books. If you look in the clearance section, you might even find some as low as .89 cents! Can't beat that for a Christmas present. They ship via UPS.
After you watch this, you might be ready to leave your dead church and come to a Pentecostal church for an experience and a relationship with the Lord!
This was sent to me via email from Pastor Carl Davis. It just makes me want to shout!
~Jesus Is God~
Jesus Christ is God Almighty. Psalms 100:3 says, "know ye the Lord He is God." And in John 20:28, Thomas answered Jesus and said, "My Lord and my God." There are not three distinct persons in the Godhead as it has been taught for many hundred years. There is one and that one is Jesus. Lets see what the bible says, and what it says is what we all must accept, if we are to obtain that one and only plan of salvation.
Genesis 1:1; Colossians 1:14-17 If Jesus Christ is not God Almighty, who created the heavens and the earth, Jesus or God?
Genesis 49:10; Hebrews 7:14 If Jesus is not God Almighty, when will the Lord sprang out of the Tribe of Juda?
I Kings 22:19; Revelations 4:2 If Jesus Christ is not God Almighty, how many is setting on the throne? Psalms 45:6; Philippians 2:11.
Isaiah 7:14; St. Matthew 1:23 If Jesus Christ is not God Almighty, then who is Immanuel?
Isaiah 45:23; Philippians 2:11 If Jesus Christ is not God almighty, who, then shall we bow to? Jesus or God.
Isaiah 45:15-21; Titus 2:13 If Jesus Christ is not God almighty, then who is our savior?
Isaiah 9:6 If Jesus Christ is not God Almighty, when will Isaiah's prophecy come to pass?
Numbers 24:16-17 If Jesus Christ is not God Almighty, when will Balaam's prophecy come to pass?
St. Matthew 4:7 If Jesus Christ is not God Almighty, why, when the devil was tempting Jesus, "Jesus said unto him, Thou shalt not tempt the Lord thy God"?
Luke 1:68 If Jesus Christ is not God Almighty, when will the Lord God of Israel visit his people to redeem them?
Acts 7:59 If Jesus Christ is not God Almighty, why did Steven call God by His name and Said,"Lord Jesus"?
I John 5:20 If Jesus Christ is not God Almighty, who is the True God?
St Mark 10:18, St John 10:14 If Jesus is not God, then we must say that He is not good.
Acts 9:5 Did God lie when he told Saul that he is Jesus?
Deuteronomy 32:4, I Corinthians 10:4 If Jesus is not God, who is the Rock? Jesus Christ or God
St. John 20:28 Did Thomas lie when he said to Jesus, "My Lord and My God?
I Timothy 3:16 If Jesus is not God, when did God come in the Flesh?
I John 3:16; St. John 3:16; I Peter 3:18 If Jesus Christ is not God, when did God lay down His life?
St John 14:9 There is only one Father, Malachi 2:10, and if Jesus Christ is not God Almighty. why did he say to Philip, "When you see Me you see the Father"?
I have used only a small number of bible scripture to proclaim the fact that Jesus Christ is god Almighty and besides He, there is no other God or God like person. All bible scripture beyond Genesis 3:15 including the old and new testaments supports only one fact, and that is, God Almighty was to come and did come (manifest) in the flesh, I Tim. 3:16, to offer that perfect sacrifice. which enabled the human family, through remission and redemption, to once again have God's Law rewritten in their hearts.
For those of Us, who have been given the knowledge to understand the mystery of the Godhead, regardless of where we go in the scripture we see only one God and that one God's salvation name is Jesus Christ of Nazareth.
To further make this thing understandable let me give you some more scripture to support the Oneness of God's Throne:
Isaiah 43:10 "That ye may know and believe Me, and understand that I am He, before me there was no God formed, neither shall there be after me".
Deuteronomy 32;29 "See now that I, even I, am He and there is no god with me".
Ecclesiastes 4:8 "There is One (God) alone and there's not a second.
Isaiah 42:8 "I am the Lord: That is my name and my glory will I not give to another".
Isaiah 44:8 "Is there a God beside me? Yea, There is no God; I know not any".
Isaiah 46:9 "I am God and there is none like me".
I Corinthians 8:4 "There is none other God but One".
No, there is not two, not three, not four, there is only one and Jesus said, "If you don't believe that I am He, ye shalt die in your sins". Our Lord Jesus told the devil "For it is written, Thou shalt worship the Lord thy God and Him only shalt thou serve. Dear reader if you will just consider the Apostle's Doctrine, then God will give thee understanding in all things.
There were three manifestations of this ONE GOD, but many preachers do not understand them. "Howbeit, there is not in every man that knowledge". That one God was manifested as Father when he made everything. Some say that this is the first person of the Godhead, bur it is not so. When this same one god was manifested in the flesh as the Son of God, many say that this is the second person in the Godhead, but this also is not so. When he was manifested in the church as the Holy Ghost, others say that this is the third person in the Godhead, this is not so and is absolutely unscriptural, as there is no bible to support three person Godhead teachings.
If the human family could only understand the very first commandment given to Israel, they would also understand that there is only one person in the Godhead and that the Lord our God is ONE LORD. But, this wisdom and understanding is missing among the people, who have not been sent of God to preach the Gospel. Jesus said "I thank thee O Father, Lord of heaven and earth, because thou hast hid these things, from the wise and prudent, and hath revealed them unto babes". Matthew 11:25.
Psalms 90:2; Revelations 1:18 If Jesus Christ is not God, then who is He that liveth, and was dead; and is alive evermore (everlasting) ?
Revelation 1:8 "I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the ending, saith the Lord, which is, and which was, and which is to come, the Almighty". To God Be The glory, honor, and Praise Forever!
Because I would hate for this to be all my daughter would aspire to be...of course me and her daddy and her brothers probably wouldn't even let her date until she was 35..but this? Really? This is a real competition? A beauty pageant - I am not even all that crazy about those...but this.....
I have an MRI this morning to find out about the tendons and ligaments or whatever they are in your foot. This should tell me how long I have to wear the cast. The boys only have two days of school this week and I have three days of work.
I am ready for a nap already. Don't know where I'll park at work - the parking lot I usually park in will no doubt be full. It will be a LONG walk to the building with crutches. Parking is the only thing I don't like about my job.
The Cop Magnet is taking psychology...we celebrated (if you want to call it that) seven years of marriage...
Yeah I know - I took it last semester, but they are trying to cram all of that in his head in one month as opposed to a semester (10 weeks for me)...and I am being dragged into it (kicking and screaming I might add).
UoP stinks because of group projects - that's why I never went. Whomever is the group leader this time is trying to make crap ten times harder than it needs to be.
Was a flop...out of everyone she invited (and I invited a few) only 1 person showed (the one being my co-worker - so the rule is true...only 1/10th of the people you invite will show up).
SO if you are feeling like doing some Christmas shopping (and I have a list of books made by someone with a Masters degree in Education for autistic, gifted, and delayed children) please visit my site and click on her name (Patsy Christian) to help her reach her $85 dollar goal so she can earn some free books. Even if you don't have kids, nieces, or nephews you could always donate your book to Toys for Tots or some other deserving charity for the holidays.
Surely you jest!! Nana Beachy held her Usborne Books at Home party tonight. So I thought a little science experiment was in order... I have the 100 Science Experiments book. So I decided to do the foaming monster - which is essentially the volcano trick but you use a water bottle and make a monster...except you know me - I had to take it a step farther.
I gave my monster a green tail and arms...googly eyes (because what is a monster without googly eyes?) I used Print Shop and found pictures of scared Japanese people, a scared rat, a Tokyo style building (with the word Tokyo underneath), and I put it all on a cookie sheet with Godzilla in the middle. I added red and yellow food coloring to the vinegar.
Of course, what's a good experiment if you don't add background music? Mr. Frosty had a copy of Blue Oyster Cult's Go! Go! Godzilla. So of course I had to play that during the entire experiment.
It went over really well - even if Nana Beachy thought I was twisted...
So I tried to get in to the ortho today instead of waiting til tomorrow, but the doctor was in surgery. Urgent care told me to go to the ER because of the pain (no sleep for three days - the pain is a LOT worse at night). The nurse asked if I take any medications and I told her that I do take Klonipin, but that I hadn't taken it today. I'm in tears from pain (she'd already asked the on the scale from 1 to 10 how do you rate the pain question). Then she starts going down the psych list. When she asked, "Are you feeling the urge to hurt yourself" I wanted to say, "Yes, actually I'd love to cut my foot off." I figured she would take my sarcasm seriously so I just left it alone. I got back pretty quick and I had my x-rays with me from urgent care.
The male nurse asked me what I wanted them to do about it - oh gee. I don't know. I'm crying. I'm at the hospital. Pain medication prescribed didn't help. No sleep in three days. Gee - Hmm..let me think about it. Oh wait! Light bulb moment! Make it quit hurting!
The doc comes in and says that there is no ortho on call and that he had no intentions of "narcing" me up. See? You tell the truth to people - about why you don't like certain drugs (Loratab - it didn't work anyway) because your father overdosed on them and you get treated like YOU are the addict.
Look - just because my dad was an addict doesn't make me one. I started with Darvocet. I *asked* for Darvocet at urgent care because I know that it is a lot less potent (and I have a pretty high pain tolerance). Sunday comes and I am crying so I call my primary physician's answering service and he tells me to take Loratab that I had left from freaking February from my last dental excursion. THAT doesn't help.
Keep in mind at this point - the doctor looked only at the x-ray but had not taken the splint off to LOOK at my foot. I had to tell him to take the splint off if he didn't believe me. My foot is still black and purple. He said, "I don't see anything on the xray to justify you hurting this much. SO I have a hard time believing that you are having this much pain." He did end up writing a prescription (that I can't take because a. it isn't here yet; Nana Beachy took it three hours ago to get it filled. b. I have class in 30 minutes and c. I have two children that MUST be supervised (they are only 9 and 7 for goodness sake and I am not about to take something that I don't know what kind of effect it will have on me).
Yeah, and yet people call me judgmental..I'm judged the minute people find out that my dead father was an addict and that my mother is an alcoholic and prescription abuser. How's that for justice and legacy? I don't beat my kids - I broke the damn cycle...yet I am judged. I'd rather walk around on a torn up ligament or tendon or whatever and ask for the weakest drug possible so I can take care of my children...yet I am judged.
I am a million times better than my own parents - I could make a list...but at the risk of sounding not only "judgmental" but snotty, I won't. Let's just say I'm sober, I don't beat my children, I am a Holy Ghost filled child of God, and I do my best to take care of my own (and others for that matter). Yet I am judged because of the people that raised me.
Okay, so apparently I don’t have shin splints, like I said earlier, but the way it hurt all freaking night long (to the point that the pain nauseated me), this thing has to be broken.
We had a great time at Jim’s and Terra’s house.The kids had a great time.The only thing I hated was that they were already showing “How the Grinch Stole Christmas”.It isn’t even Thanksgiving yet for heaven’s sake!!So now I am catching up on my DVR again…watching Cops from last night.I was up all night on the couch and finally went and got in bed about five this morning to no avail.I started with a $700 pay check, but as of right now I am down to $19 after paying bills.I am pretty sure I have enough gas in my car to make it until The Cop Magnet gets paid next week, but I am not sure about The Cop Magnet’s car or groceries or anything else.
All I have to do is ask and I know that my in laws will help us out with groceries.They are so great.I love them so much.I love them more than my own parents, but you have to understand – I am the product of two drug addicts (one of which was an alcoholic).
Here is another Sunday that I will be missing church.My foot just hurts too much.I really do think that the devil is out to get me. I am not the type of Pentecostal that says or thinks that the devil is hiding behind every bush or tree either.Yet since I published my short book on how to witness to a Wiccan, things have just gone to crap.I’ve been in a car wreck, the power cord to my lap top burnt up, and now on top of it all I have a broken ankle.We can’t even figure out exactly how I managed to break it.
I didn’t even get to go to my niece’s birthday party yesterday because it hurts so bad.Coming back from Jim’s I puked twice and puked three more times once we got home.The Darvocet just isn’t helping so I broke down and took a loratab and that still didn’t help.I just don’t know how much more pain I can take.
I only have a four day week (yeah!) but I have to walk (well hop since it’s crutches) from the parking lot to the OMU.Now that is going to stink.Can’t they just cut my foot off?I can’t afford to park in the garage (that’s like $14 a day).
So I thought and was told that I had shin splints. It got so bad I could hardly walk so last night my MIL drove me to urgent care. They did a tib/fib x-ray that came back clean. So I dropped her off and picked up 1/3 of my children (Monkey Butt spent the night with Nana, Beachy and my step son was with The Cop Magnet). Going up the ramp to my trailer, my ankle snapped. It swelled up, turned every color of purple and black that you could possibly imagine and even a few more colors you can't imagine. My MIL came to look and said it looks broken or at least a very bad sprain.
Went back to Urgent Care today and the swelling is still so bad they can't really see anything via x-ray. They casted me up and treating it as a broken ankle. It could just be a really bad sprain, but we won't know until the swelling goes down. I have an ortho appointment next week.
So we thought that I just had shin splints.Nana Beachy took me to Urgent Care this evening because I can barely walk.The pain in my shin is just unbelievable.Well, according to the PA my having Lupus throws a whole new loop into things.They x-ray my fibia and tibia and see nothing wrong there…of course x-rays can’t see muscles or ligaments.So they want me on steroids and on anti-inflammatory medication.That was it – we left.Other than the typical, “Stay off your feet, elevate them…etc”.I was thinking, “Lady it is pretty apparent that you have no children – I have three and that just aint gonna happen.”Don’t get me wrong – my kids are very VERY good compared to a lot of kids I’ve met…speaking of…Bry-onicle pulled up the stool, got my cell phone, home phone, cup of water, my crochet, the TV remote and two pillow to put my foot up on.He even went and found my crutches..
When we get home, I tried walking up the ramp and I heard my ankle (and felt it) snap.Now I can’t flex my foot in either direction and that makes me wonder if the problem hasn’t been in my ankle all along.Nana Beachy just came and left (Monkey Butt is spending the night there) and she looked at my ankle and it is swelling right in the middle.She thinks I might have torn a tendon or something.So now I don’t know if I should go back to Urgent Care tomorrow or not.Urgent Care is just way cheaper than ER.$15 versus $50…hmm..let me think about that one, right?
The Cop Magnet’s Z should be fixed tonight.I am waiting on him to get back from the big city.I need to balance the check book and he gets to play Mr. Mom all weekend.I am kinda bummed out because now I might be missing my niece’s birthday party.I would love to see my brother and just rub it in his face that he now has a teenager in his house!!Ha ha ha ha!
It sucks – I’m hungry and I can’t stay on my feet long enough to make me anything to eat.I had fish sticks so Bry-onicle was fed (he loves fish sticks) by his own efforts.He is playing on neoshifters.com right now and I am watching the DVR.I am really wishing I had something to take the pain away.I don’t know what to do about the pain.
To this special late-breaking edition of white trash news. I am your special reporter, the Hi-Empress of White Trash AKA PRACTiCAL CHiCK.
This morning’s first story is not white trash, but rather a tiding of good cheer. Lakshmi, the four armed and four legged little girl in India came through the 24 hour surgery to remove a parasitic twin and is recovering and considered to be in stable condition. She is expected to be able to live a relatively normal life. (Source: Foxnews.com)
Polygamous sect leader Warren Jeffs tried to hang himself in his jail cell back in January (source: Foxnews.com). Sadly, this was unsuccessful. Although one has to wonder why he didn’t try to hang himself for taking on too many wives (one is typically more than enough for any man). He could be sentenced to life in prison later this month and he may become the wife of a harder and more forceful criminal named Bubba who misses his kissing cousin and his sister terribly and will need lots of consolation from his new cell mate.
In other news, feuding spouses James and Lia Boldt are in court arguing over whether or not their 12 year old son should be circumcised. The father argued that he should be allowed to have the boy circumcised since he converted to Judaism back in 2004. The mother is against the procedure. This brings a whole new meaning to the hurt divorce brings to a child.
DC Children’s Museum Executive Director was arrested on charges of child porn. Wow – what a great place for a pedophile to work. The Hi-Empress will now avoid any and all children's museums at all costs…I’m just going to lock the young princes in their room until they turn of age. On the plus side, the museum cooperated fully with police (the dirt bag used his work computer for sending out child porn) and barred the director from the property. While you’re at it, I say chemically castrate him…but hey – what else would a mother say about a sex offender who obviously took the job just to get his rocks off by watching little children?
A burglar was charged with breaking into a church and using the phone to call sex lines. The church treasurer found him both times he was caught. You know, even if you aren’t a church going Christian, you have to draw some line of respect for someone’s place of worship. Ever heard of a Christian go into a Hindu temple simply to call the Beef Producers of America on what to cook for dinner? No? Well that’s because cows are sacred to Hindu followers. Find a payphone, pervert, or better yet go to sprawl mart and buy a $20 cell phone and feed it full of minutes.
Pregnant woman killed in what was described as a 30 women pre-planned brawl in Los Angeles. It started when Unique Bishop, 21 jumped into her car and rammed it into the victims. The woman that was killed was eight months pregnant. Dozens gathered to watch, but no one had the cajones to step up and do anything about it. Imagine that.
Thank you for watching and good day…and now you know the rest of the white trash story. This has been late breaking news of the Hi Empress. Over and out.
And counting of course...I am so looking forward to the 16th.
I have to take off early again to pick up the kids. I don't mind (since they are my kids), but it would really help if I had more than, oh, 2 hours notice. So today I get no lunch so I can take off at 3:30 and take 30 minutes personal time.
When we get home, we are behind on laundry, dishes, dusting, and vacuuming...and I have class.
I know, I know...gripe gripe gripe. It's early - what can I say?
Bry-onicle is going on a field trip today to the capital and tomorrow going on the VIP lunch with the 4th grade teachers to Taco Mayo. I have to remember to get some money for that.
Sometimes I go by the Hi Empress of White Trash, but after meeting some of my husband's old school mates at his 10th reunion last weekend...I think I've been dethroned.
When the most memorable moment is the time you put a decaying cat under someone's hood, you are white trash...no two ways (or kissing cousins) about it.
Frankly, I don’t know who is happier – the young princes or myself. It’s kind of a long story, but I’m behind on my word count and even though I said I wouldn’t pad….
So, Bry-onicle has always possessed this infatuation with baseball (he gets that from me – I love baseball). Sadly, the young prince has lousy fine motor skills. While he is smart as a whip, branded gifted and talented, and can write a story like nobody’s business – it takes a lot of hard work for him to catch on to a sport. So I figure off season ball is the best kind of baseball for him. He can learn the game, it isn’t as competitive, and he gets a cool uniform.
Alas! Monkey Butt feels left out because he missed soccer sign up (he is a speed demon on that field, I tell you what). So, I pay an extra $25 so he can play off season baseball too.
So – to try and keep up with the math…that’s now $50 and it is right around the first week of school, mmmkay? I’m cool with that. Bry-onicle is excited and Monkey Butt just loves any sport he gets involved in.
Bry-onicle is on a kid pitch team (meaning the kids pitch the ball) and Monkey Butt is on the coach pitch team (which is the step above tee ball). Good news! They have the same coach! Bad news – we were practically living out at the fields.
Okay, so I have to pay for a bat so now that is $28 dollars. They already have gloves and a ball. So now, keeping up with the math we are now up to $78. I’m still cool with it. You can use the bat for other forms of entertainment like bashing in knee caps of would be home invaders. It’s a family investment, right?
Next I have to buy pants and socks (so that is $10 per pair of pants and $5 per pair of socks so that is a total of $30). Keeping up with the math, we are now up to $108. Oh, and Bry-onicle has no cleats at all (Monkey Butt was allowed to wear his soccer cleats). So those cost me around $20 on sale. Keeping up with the math - $128.
Good news! Since both teams have the same coach they get the same name…The Yankees! For two shirts and two caps it was $75. So keeping up with the math we are now up to $203.
I have to pay a gate fee for every game - $2 per person for regular games and $3 per person for tournament games. Plus, you know – if you get hungry (which can happen) you go broke at the concession stand.
So games for the young princes are held on Monday night back to back. The stupid thing was since Monkey Butt’s team played first, they wanted to charge me not only the $2 gate fee for me (which I didn’t know about until like the first game) and $2 for Bry-onicle even though he is a player. I had to argue that one. Wasn’t like he was wearing his uniform for fun though I threatened them both with being ball players for Halloween. First game – Bry-onicle freezes his tail off and the coach’s wife gets mad at me because it is 9:30 PM, windy, the game isn’t over, and I say sorry but I am taking him home.
The kind of fun thing is that Bry-onicle was number 11 (his favorite number) and his best friend (also on his team) was number 7 so every time they would get together they would sing the 7-11 theme song. Back to the story though…
Games are Mondays, Tuesdays were set aside for practice for Monkey Butt, Wednesdays was set aside for practice for Bry-onicle, Thursdays back to Monkey Butt, and Fridays (until football started) back to Bry-onicle. I told you – we practically lived on that field. When my new semester started, I told them we wouldn’t be able to live on the field. I had class on Tuesdays and Wednedays. Apparently other parents were complaining besides me because practice was cut back to Tuesdays and Wednesdays and then the Tuesday was moved to Thursday (which we have church on Thursday).
So for several weeks, I am either finding someone to pick them up for practice or what have you….and then I got sick with a sinus infection and Bry-onicle’s best friend’s mama came and picked him up to play on Monkey Butt’s team because they were short. The coach’s wife again got angry when I said that Bry-onicle could not stay through his game (because for the most part is for him to learn better coordination and because he just wanted to try it out). By this point in time, Monkey Butt cries because it is time to go to practice and I can tell that Bry-onicle is wearing thin.
Monkey Butt did finish his tournament (and in soccer, that means the end of the season but apparently not for baseball). Bry-onicle gets bronchitis and pretty much if we had waited any longer he would have ended up with pneumonia. I am sure the cold night air did not favors, but I didn’t let him play any games or go to practice when he started coughing all the time. I thought it was probably allergies, but it just kept getting worse and worse. Poor kid was sick over the entire fall break.
I found out last night through Bry-onicle’s best friend’s mother that the season is officially over. He breathed a huge sigh of relief. He said it was really stressful on him to have to come home and rush around every day to get ready for practice and that he doesn’t want to play next year. I told him that was just fine…now on to the fun stuff: the other parents.
My young princes played a total of about 10 games (so there’s $20 + $3 for the tournament so keeping up with the math we are now up to $226….not counting Monkey Butt’s tournament) and I’ve come up with a few things about those parents:
If you are so big that Omar the Tentmaker would have to fashion your baseball britches, you have no business yelling at a kid who ran for the base instead of sliding (he was still safe either way). I know I've told yall that before...
If you have four children (two of which have lingering defects), you need to quit trying for that girl. You lament and lament (yes I am talking about the coach’s wife) about how sick your kids are / was (one is partially deaf, one is a little person, the baby may be hard of hearing, and your oldest is the only one that is physiologically normal), it is time to quit. Who cares that your husband’s favorite slogan is “I’ve still got two more seats in the Suburban!” Get a hobby besides baby making. Might I suggest crochet? Look, if your kids came out okay and did not have defects (or you didn’t whine and complain about the defects and just loved them for them) have as many as you can afford to support. Don’t have them because you want a girl. I think I read a statistic some time ago that said every time you have more than one child (in a row) of the same sex, you more than double your chances for the next one being the same sex.
Don’t go out and party because your National Guard husband is deployed. Look, you seemed like a nice mom and a good mom. You kept your girls under control, they were polite, and well behaved. They seemed like model young ladies – so why on earth are you out partying? What I really want to know is who you have baby sitting them and instilling morals into them (maybe while dad is home he rubs off on them)?
Don’t be so quick to judge someone based upon the fact they want their kids in church or won’t live on the baseball field. My kids have other interests…both are fantastic readers (and love reading), involved in church, and have numerous friends and a nana with a swimming pool and swing set. Baseball is a fun hobby – it isn’t life.
The kids on the team, though, were all very good and sweet kids as far as I could tell. One was truly gifted at the game and he took up for Bry-onicle (from players on other teams) several times because it was his first season and because he would often strike out (he could catch a mean pop fly though). He would pat him and tell him what a great job he did and he would even help correct his stance or just anything he could do for help. That boy may go far in baseball, but I sure hope he goes to college too.
1. My cell phone 2. A Raytheon blue squishy chair cell phone holder 3. My water bottle 4. My camera 5. My work phone 6. My Franklin Covey planner 7. Two yellow notebooks 8. Brownielocks weird holidays calendar 9. File folder holder 10. OCI worksheet that I am about to take care of 11. Purell hand sanitizer 12. Stapler 13. Waffles the cat from Cat Scratch
