I've become fed up with my kids face book friends.  Lets' see what those kids have  been up to.

My Christmas suggestions for a non eventful day.

(This is a note to myself.)

1) Martha Stewart doesn't live here and our home and  it's contents will  not be perfect, however if  I had 700 employees I could make everything appear to be perfect as well , there by which everyone else could feel bad about themselves. (But in turn, would make me feel bad.)

2) Don't produce a lot of  sweets, they make you feel weepy and cranky and when you don't feel very well everyone else suffers though quietly, and besides those foods  aren't good for the children either.

( And now that you've produced a bunch of unhealthy foods,  your gonna have to stay out of them.... wasn't that smart?!)

3) If Christmas makes you unhappy, (which is does)  then change the way it's done. Who decided that we  have to have a tree or which if any of these Christmas things are necessary. I've decided, I'm having a Mexican fiesta and if you don't like Mexican food , your gonna be hungry when you visit us for Christmas.

4) If you have to buy gifts for  - let's say for about 12 cousins, remember that these same gifts will burden their parents because PARENTS are the ones who will have to pick up the toys and even though we say we  make our children do it. Instead of gifts consider  giving each child a special piece of candy or an impressive  cookie  and a note that reads. "Merry Christmas, I bought you a goat and I sent it to a family in Guatemala. I love you,  Aunt.... (Insert name here) 

This is a win- win for everyone because some parent  in Guatemala will now have something to milk and even though they've told their child to milk it repetitively, it wont be so much of a burden but a true gift.  Your cousin will be happy with the cookie, and the kid's parents will never have anything to pick up again except for the  cookie wrapper and perhaps there's even a tax deduction  in it for you as well.

5) No matter how hard you try, some relatives do not now, nor ever have loved you. It's okay, you can love someone and not be loved in return. It's really okay. Accept the way things are and move on and don't ask why - it is what it is. Jesus loves you and that's enough. Trying to make someone love you  who doesn't is futile.

6) Don't forget to continue saying your prayers and attending Mass, and confession. When you get busy God usually gets put on the back burner and you give him the minimum- just to get by, but this is the worst time of the year to do this because you need the graces more than ever.

7) Pick a soul and make a conscious effort to offer up any and all sufferings from having to be in the presence of people who say hurtful and or stupid things. Let this stuff go as well.

8) Though we've been commanded to love one another as we love ourselves. You really do have an obligation to at least try to be lovable yourself. Don't make is so hard for others to love you in return.

9)  Don't push peoples buttons. This isn't a time to argue about other peoples life choices and besides people don't change unless they want to. Prayer is more effective than arguing and even if your right.

10) Remember to tell each of our children how much they mean to us and that we  love them... A note would be nice.......I  better get started.

*The above photo is of the road in front of our home.

I dreamt about a little girl who sees demons in the forms of witches in her home and they taunt and terrify her. Her parents not only don't believe her but  scoff  and scold her without mercy. Once when their family was outside and standing on the front lawn, the little girl looked  up toward the house and pointing to an upstairs window  said to her parents, "There they are, can't you see them?!" Of course the room which she had pointed to was her own  and the poor little soul gets little relief.

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*Please God help your little children who are part of our communion of saints and who engage  in a very real grown -up  spiritual battle as their parents have checked out and are on some sort of childish spiritual  vacation  retreat - deep in denial..

*Pray hard then walk away. We're not qualified, nor are we asked to do any more than that. I warn you, don't  play in this yard.

I received the Kansas State assessment scores in the mail for our 13 year old daughter Maria and she scored in the exemplary category with mostly perfect scores. When I told her of her achievement she giggled and smiled then said, "Wow, I'm smart!" Then she said sci-five mom!" (What a geek.) (A sci-five is a cross between a high five and a Vulcan hand salute.)  She aced the knowledge of Greek , Latin and Anglo Saxon portion of the test which means she's now smarter than her mother : ) She would'a aced the sci-fi portion of the test too had there been one.

The Vulcan nerve pinch is the only sign I'm familiar with.

 I wouldn't be able to control my temper if someone approached my child looking like Satan's helper.

Reasons why I age disproportionately  faster than you do.

• Our 6 year old son decided he didn't want to do his math assignments over counting money. So he tore his  paper and wrote "no" under the questions he didn't like.. When confronted he said , "I hate money and I will never use money when I grow up!" I asked  him, " Well, how will you buy your food when your older?" He said, "I don't have to worry about that because I will kill everything I eat myself." I said , "Well that's fine and dandy but you forgot about hunting license's which require money and if you  kill an animal out of season you will have to pay a lot of money in  fines and court costs and don't even make me tell you about attorney fees. It's admirable that your trying to figure out ways to get off of the grid but knock it off, besides your going to have to learn how to barter and money is a good starting point. (You know as in- I'll trade my dairy cow for your shotgun. Come to think of it maybe you wont need money.)

• Our youngest daughter has decided that she too wants to pick and choose which assignments she  participates in, so as you may have figured out she too may be  failing a few subjects which she also finds expendable. However I'm trying to reveal to her the ways in which her thinking has become defective. We don't expect for our children to be perfect people and we give them the freedom to be the people who God had intended for them to be when he created them but if your capable of "B's" then the "D's" and  the "F's" aren't going to cut it. This child is now in lock down- crunch mode.... and that  means no TV which doesn't' effect her very much but that includes movies... darn!

• I asked one of our 16 year old twin daughters," Hey sweetheart, how did  school go for you today?" What's going on? She replied, I think my day went pretty well ! - I almost passed my tests! I came pretty close!...... She wasn't kidding.

God is killing me  v e r y  s l o w l e y  but effectively none the less.

(I will be off line today so I decided I would re-post something that had made me giggle.)

Insanity is the new normal and you people drive me crazy.

The time flew by as I exercised and watched "Keeping up with the Kardashians" at the gym yesterday. I didn't even notice the pain as I was too busy laughing - and praying for this family and so  I wanted to share my thoughts from the highlights of the program with my last three readers.

( I lost a follower from Russia this week, perhaps I didn't translate well.)

Okay,  here goes, Bruce Jenner and the current Mrs. Jenner ( wife # 3 - but this time it means something) are seated at a table and waiting for their youngest daughters Kendall who's 14 years old and Kylie who's not quite 13 to arrive for dinner but for some strange reason the kids came separately and were late- go figure. Kylie shows up all busty in a skimpy little dress (insert-"define" dress here) as the little snot-head tries to act all sexy while scarfing down a plate of food like my dog Buster when all of a sudden the man inside of Mr.Jenner begins to show himself and he grows angry and says to his youngest daughter, "Your eating food like your a ten year old but your dressed like your thirty and you have too much makeup on - it's just too much,"

Then the manipulative little twit says to her mother, "Mom, how old do I have to be before I can get breast implants?" and at that point Bruce says , "Let's go" while I'm saying to the TV screen on top of my stair-climber, "Bruce is on it !" (It was beautiful - kinda like watching spring emerge.) Then Bruce repeats himself calmly and politely, "We are leaving, get in the car, " while Kris sits there all crest fallen and teary she says to him, "Please don't make a scene." "Please don't do this." ( I would like to add that if Kris's daughter who isn't even 13 yet , had not been dressed like a teenage hooker from a "Guns and Roses" music video there likely wouldn't have been a scene in the first place.)
After about a dozen commercials we cut away to see Kylie back at home in her bed whining and complaining in a fake cry to her mother, "Daddy doesn't like me". Kris says , "Oh honey, Daddy loves you but he's having trouble letting you grow up." The little girl responds, "But Dad grounded me." Then Kris says's, "I'll take care of it."
Then we cut away to "Mr. Folds".... and his scheming wife in their bathroom as she begins to sweet talk him by saying, "Bruce, honey , you've got to let her grow up, and she needs to learn how to be her own person and sometimes she may fall but we will always be there to pick her up when she does..." ( awww) "She's growing up and we have to let her." Then we see Bruce nod his head in agreement all remorseful and WHIPPED as he says , "I guess your right" , "Fine I 'll unground Kylie" - "but I want to talk to her first." (Empty threat alert!)

So the talk goes like this..... Kylie to her dad, "Daddy, I'm growing up." Bruce replies, "I know and it's hard for your 'ol dad to watch" (I would like to add- it's also hard for me to watch) Bruce continues, "Okay, your ungrounded but you can only wear a little eye liner for now. "Okay Dad" , replied the child....
( But Bruce what about that busty dress with all of the kid cleavage!?! What about those heels!?! What about those implants!?! Exactly WHERE is she allowed to use that eye liner?!?! - You've left open too many variables!! Wake up man!)

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Clearly Mrs. Jenner is the one wearing the track shorts and tennis balls in that family.

I imagine these are the kind of people who Dr. Phil dreams about.

(ka-ching!)

Here's a little home video of our "fun time" activities.

My children have been home since the 17th of December.
They went to school last Tuesday but then the snow days happened.
I see no end in sight. I'm losing it, but at least I'm not this bad yet ;)

*I wonder how much the therapy for her children ended up costing her?
(I'm thinking of a word for her that rhymes with witch.)

Did anyone see those nuns in the crowd ?!?

A twisted tale of a mothers love . Or .... A hot mess is still a mess.

Okay , so I live in a bubble and I just stepped out into the real world and although I normally don't write about gossipy stories this one it has caught my eye.

First off I am shocked and for many reasons.

I watched a few episodes of the Kardashians over on youbube and
Bruce and Kris are are not doing their kids any favors .

Your all a sick twisted mess.

Kim , your mother should have told you to march your a** back upstairs and get some clothes on P.D.Q a long time ago.
My pretend conversation with them would have been pretty much downhill from there.

Secondly Kourtney please reconsider your public dilemma

over whether or not you should have had an abortion .

When your child is older and finds out that you were struggling with the issue of

giving your child life or murdering it

the poor thing is going to have a problem with that.

What your doing is creating a pro- life child.

Every child should know that it's loved and wanted and from it's very begining

and whether it was convenient for you or not.

Dear God, Please help us to be the kind of parents that you intend for us to be.

Parenting like this is not okay.

Say, where is this bus headed to again ?

I had this dream where I found myself sitting on a bus . It was very much like the bus pictured above. It was an older bus from the time period of my youth even though it had been an older model than the 1960's .

As I sat on the bus the sun began to set, and the colors of the suns rays that shown inside of the bus were beautiful. The dream was sort of sepia toned in color. I looked at the driver and I wondered why we were parked and what were we waiting for. I was told that we were waiting for the people of the neighborhood that had lived on my street during the 1960's and earlier to die and that the people chatting with me on the bus had already died , even so we were waiting for more souls.

I was very excited and happy to share my faith and the kind of life that I had lived with these people. (although I didn't realize that it was probably too late) I was delighted to tell them about the influence that they had had on me as a small child. Even though they're influence was passive in nature and they couldn't have cared any less.

I was sitting in the back of the bus in front of an angry old woman and I turned around to face her and to listen to her. She began to tell me that she had been (and still was - even in death) angry with the Catholic church over a Priest that hadn't done something that she had wanted him to do. She said , "that's why I quit going to the Catholic church." She was also angry with God over a sick baby of hers that had died and all the while as she kept speaking with me her evil son who lived a life full of sin sat in the seat in front of me and as he leaned over he began to breath down my neck as he whispered something evil about his activities and then directly upon my ear. He took delight in his sins and had no apparent remorse. He was bragging about his deeds and I had seen some of his activities as he was describing them to me.

The old woman complained that God had never helped her and that her son(s) turned out so poorly and she was angry with God about that too. She had blamed God for everything bad that had happened to her and she didn't take any personal responsibility for these problems much of which she created herself.

I said to her , "how can you be angry with God when your the one that told him that you would not serve?" When a parent tells God that they wont serve you are also telling God that your children won't serve either . You made that decision for your sons too. These decisions effect generations and you can't blame God for the results of your wicked son (s). If you reject your faith how then can a life produce good results?

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Then when I woke up I said to myself , "oh, crap", " I was on that purgatory bus too!"

And people who turn their back on Christ and their faith make me profoundly sad.

*Disclaimer. I don't want any wacky followers and I don't have church approval

and I don't think that I'm all that .

Even so God does speak to us sometimes through our dreams now doesn't he?

And lastly there maybe a bus parked somewhere that's waiting for you too.

Dear God , I can't believe that you gave me the gift of parenthood. Please help me to do a good job.

My daughter and I drove to the store to buy groceries and the first thing that I needed to purchase were razors. Check out our conversation below.
Me...Which razors should we buy? Which one is the better value?
My Kid... I don't know.
Me... The one on the right has 12 razors in the package and the one on the left has 16 razors and the razors inside are exactly the same.

My Kid... The one on the right.

Me... The one on the right is $6.29 and the one on the left costs $2.27 now which one is the better deal.

My Kid ... The one on the right.

Me... No the one on the left is . Now if the one on the right costs $6.29 and the one on the left is $2.27 which one is the better deal.

My Kid... The one on the right.

Me...Which one would YOU buy?

My Kid ... The one on the right.

Me... Okay the one on the right has 12 razors and it costs $6.29 which is a full days wage for me and almost all of the poor South Africans combined and yet the one on the left has 16 razors SIXTEEN RAZORS and is cheaper now which one on the left is the better deal?

My Kid .... The one on the right.

Me...Thinking........ (I'm buying the ones on the left and I hope that they're good and sharp cause I'm going to kill myself with them.)

Me.... The one on the left is a better deal. Now which one do YOU think is a better deal?

My Kid... The one on the left?

Me.... YES , LET'S BUY THE ONE'S ON THE LEFT.

Me....Now let's see which box of tissues are the better deal.

Me....thinking ....( because I'm going to cry.)

Poor parenting continued..........

Worse yet are parents who skip the park all together to stroll through cemeteries.

(that would be me)

Our children always seem to enjoy our walks though.

We try to find the oldest person buried in the cemetery.

You know, just because you can have sex maybe you could ask yourself

SHOULD I be having sex.

This child's counseling fees are gonna cost you out the wazoo.

Honey , Where are your Parents ? I wanna talk to them for a sec....

I suppose that it's not much different than a child with a television that has full cable hook up ,

and a remote control with some quality alone time,

and the computer is even worse .
The creature pictured above is just more overt.

Dare I say honest.

I don't like adults who use covert behavior to manipulate children for their own agendas.

I am talking about twisted adults here.

Not Parents who try to reason with their children , and teach them how to be responsible using ingenious methods - mind games with love.

*This photo makes me angry .

Who doesn't love to run to the store with their children ....

Please Dear God. Protect our children this day.

Parenting with instructions. Yeah, that should help.

Dear God please protect our children, and keep them safe.

Dear God, Please protect our children.

Some guardian angels have to work harder than others.

My new series.....I can't believe that God gave you the gift of parenthood.

Dear God, please protect, and defend our little children.