On your mark, get set, did you remember the …..
“We have a flat tire.”
Better him driving it than me and better in the driveway this morning than 4am tomorrow between Jellico and Lexington.
So while honey was in the driveway digging out the jack and spare and whatever, I showered. Hey… I just got a new haircut. If you’re a girl, you understood that.
As it is, he assigned me the task of dropping off the trash. Gotta run. Tune in tonight for more from
Grandparents Trying to Get to the Kids Without Falling Apart.
15 days out, still clinging to the gun and the Bible
The first fire of the cooler season burns in the fireplace. I hesitate to say fall/winter when as recently as this weekend our daytime high was under 70. I went in to work 50 minutes early this morning and stayed an hour late. My feet are up on the footrest and I am in front of the fireplace.
The Feast of Tabernacles is over tomorrow, and I managed to attend the first night and the two of us went on Friday, a one day attendance improvement over last year. There are a few pictures of us in the decorated open air booth and if any of them is good enough, you’ll be seeing it in our Christmas letter since we are now convinced Jesus was born the first day of the festival and was conceived during the celebration of lights, Hanukkah, in December. So, yes, the two holidays are tied together, just a little turned around.
Fifteen days from now we will have a total of the votes for the next president, genuine and fraudulent. The Supreme Court said we have to count the fraudulent just 8 short years after the same Court confirmed we don’t have a constitutional right to vote in a federal election anyway. Go figure. Maybe before we head up there I will post again to In Case You Missed It with a recap of why BHO and Michello are the wrongest, the most dangerous choice for our future and our children’s future we could possibly make. Oh, dear God, have Your Way and help us live with B&M if You need to hasten our nation’s demise for Your purposes because they will.
Until then, I’m taking a bit of a break from what is in God’s hands. We’re going up north to see the grandsons……and their parents, of course!! It’s Honey’s big 6-0 and all he wanted was to hunt pheasant with the son. So off we go at 4am Thursday. I may post, I may not. I may keep track of Rush and Hannity, I may not. Kids take priority when they live a thousand away.
More good news. The Seattle kids are coming for Christmas. The way fuel prices were going, air fare was a nail biter for a while, but they finally found a good deal.
Man, that fire smells good and is so relaxing. I wanted to stay up for Boston Legal but may have to crash and save tonight’s episode for reruns. Psst, hey kids……. season 1 is on the Christmas list.
Sharing
The daughter had just completed her first gruelling year of college. Having breezed through high school, she had to buckle down and study the hard stuff. After long hours and sacrifice, she achieved a final A- average and was very proud. So was daddy when she came home and proudly announced her accomplishments.
Along with the excellent grades, the daughter reported to daddy that she had joined the ACLU. She believed it was the responsibility of every good citizen to help lift up the helpless and downtrodden.
At dinner, daddy asked about her best friend who attended the same college. The daughter reported that her girlfriend got off to a good start but was more and more attracted to the party circuit, started missing classes, turning in poor quality work and ended up with a failing grade point average. She promised to do better when questioned and intends to return and pursue her degree.
Daddy waited for a while and finally suggested that in order to assure that the girlfriend was enrolled the next year and receive all the help the responsible students could give her, he suggested that his daughter should determine the difference between her grade points and her girlfriend’s points and average them.
“You can sacrifice for your fellow student, can’t you? She needs your help.”
The daughter’s eyes widened and her face turned red. “Are you kidding me? I worked hard for my grades! I stayed up late, I was exhausted! I didn’t miss one class and all my work was mine with no help from anyone. All she did was party, party, party. What did she do to ………..”
“How about this? Find some time to sit with your friend. Help her learn study skills, fill up some of her party time in the library or a coffee shop. Kind of a reformation process,” suggested Daddy.
“I can see that. Then she can earn her own grades without taking mine. That can work.”
Daddy smiled, put down his napkin, and gently said, “Welcome to the core conservative movement.”
from the pulpit, as is proper
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For the Uncle Toots in your family
Every family has one. Admit it. Are you he? My kids have a loveable uncle whose favortite children’s game is Pull My Finger. See also, Look and See If My Pants Are Torn. Read the rest of this entry »
Just put me in a home
I’m to the point this evening that I need either home health care or a maid. Neither should I be allowed to drive. Our dishwasher broke down a couple weeks ago. Read the rest of this entry »
If My People..
..who are called by my name will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.” 2 Chronicles 7:14. Read the rest of this entry »
Liar, liar, pants of fire, Joe — at least 14 of them
I detected them as he — what’s the new term? “Mis-spoke”? He lied, Virginia. And Sarah called him on at least some of them. What caused me to declare the mission a yawner was first, my fatigue so late in the evening, and second, my unfulfilled hope that Sarah wouldn’t be quite so soft spoken and polite, that she might adopt some of the intensity Biden used to lie.
It’s a given that the ‘Bamabats in the mainstream media wouldn’t give an inch that Palin had any credibility after Couric’s rubber stamp interrogation. But what they really hate is that what they call the alternative media, conservative talk radio and half of the programming on Foxnews, are paying attention.
For tonight, I’m ready to throw in a Netflix after TBN’s report on finding Noah’s ark. Tomorrow I’ll find the sources and sound bites showing Biden to be the typical old line, 30 year jaded Washingtonian. So much for change, change, change.
I will also cover that idiot YouTube of the Baby Brown Shirts being brainwashed with that “yes, we can, can, can” propaganda comparable to Chairman Mao’s tactics.
See ya!
The VP debate was a yawn
I wanted to hear dates and bill numbers but it didn’t happen. I wanted to hear Palin rebutt Biden’s statement that Obama supports Israel with a reminder that he takes money from Hamas, but it didn’t happen. I wanted to hear the names of the executives of Fannie and Freddie who left with millions in bonuses and are now in the senate and house, but it didn’t happen.
I wanted to hear some of this. Read the rest of this entry »
