That stinkin’ dissertation…

At 4:20 p.m. on December 6th the Honey-do hit the send button on his email program. He has been working on a stinkin’ Computer Science dissertation for a few years and finally, FINALLY, he sent in his package to be reviewed by his advisor. It felt too good to be true. It was almost as though I was in some time bubble where my mind was completely fogged over as in a dream.

Is it truly almost over? 

Almost. Almost. Almost. There will be some feedback, some more writing, and then, of course, there will be a scheduled time to defend his work with his committee. The stinkin’ dissertation process is not over. It is merely in the pipeline. 

Hallelujah. Close enough for me.

The Honey-do came home around 5ish yesterday. We sort of wandered about the house in a stupor, as if not knowing what to do next. For the last two years all we have done is talk about IT on a daily basis, well except on Sundays. (Ours is a no-homework-Sundays house.) We regularly talked about how much effort, energy and focus he needed to exert to get IT finished. And feeling the intense pressure of staying focused to get IT done he has, for the last six months, giving me a nightly recap of his day regarding how he was or was not progressing on IT getting done. 

It took about 30 minutes of discussing our shock and awe about IT being sent through the electronic delivery system until we discussed his need to remember to call his advisor to let him know IT was sitting in his inbox. (He sent it after school hours.)  Then we started to breathe. 

It was not until about 7 p.m. when Honey-do realized the day’s date. He was  commissioned in the Air Force on December 6, 1996. He served 11 years and 2 and 1/2 months enlisted prior to that so realizing that he had turned in that stinkin’ dissertation 33 years after he signed up as a little Airman No Class, well… he fell asleep with a wonderful sense of satisfaction. After all, he accomplished his goal at a point in his career when many others have already retired. 

#NeverQuit #OldDogsNewTricks #GoldHawks #GoVertical #5yearPayBack

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I WON! — Chicken Salad Chick

 Yesterday I got a telephone notification that my business card had been pulled as the winner for a lunch, on the house, at Chicken Salad Chick on Zelda Road. So today we, Charlie Ross, Honey-do and I, went there for lunch.

I am sorry that I did not take a photo before we chowed into our lunches. Guess that is the best commentary on how delicious the food is! Mine is the soup and Old Fashioned chicken salad scoop. The reason for the three cookies?  One, to save the 2 and half year old from himself. The Honey-do put his cookie on my plate in solidarity so the little one did not have a fit over having his cookie held hostage until he ate mac-n-cheese and fruit cup first. Honey-do had the turkey-bacon-club with a scoop of the Buffalo chicken salad.  Each meal came with a crisp slice of dill pickle.

The crew is always kind and attentive at the Zelda Road location. The food is, as previously mentioned, delicious and consistently so therefore winning a complimentary lunch at a place I, and the We, enjoy going to made it taste that much better!

It is just as the Chicken Salad Chick says:

Good Food Brings People Together.Serving Chicken Salad and Nourishing the Soul.

41: My moment with G.H.W. Bush

Former President George H. W. Bush came to Great Falls, Montana in 2000 to stump for his son’s campaign for President of the United States of America. It was fortunate for me that I was very involved with the Great Falls Pachyderm Club, the Cascade County Republican Party and actively volunteering in the local campaign headquarters to elect conservatives at the local, state, and national levels. Those connections afforded me the opportunity to attend the special campaign event that took place on 4 November. It was my good fortune to have been invited to stand front and center at the event with my homemade sign.

Crammed in the room like sardines, standing side to side and practically back to belly, it seemed like an eternity waiting for the event to start. I had worn a cotton velvet blue dress. It was a great looking color, very comfortable outfit but it certainly was not a good choice considering the temperature in the room with all of the body heat sucking up the air, not to mention the incredible energy and excitement that naturally heightened the experience.

Finally, a lean man, he seemed much smaller in person than I had imagined, entered the room. I thought he would be taller. Still, I watched 41 stride in to wave to the thunderous crowd, working his way across the stage to take his place on the stand. I was gobsmacked. He was every bit as delightful and charming as he appeared to be on television.

When it was time for the former president to leave he began to work his way downstage right of the front row, it was with great anticipation that I looked forward to shaking his hand, hoping he would have time to do so without being rushed off before getting to me. Having used up my camera, the kind that used film, I put its strap on my left wrist in preparation to shake his hand. 

Quickly he moved down the line. It was my turn! I looked Bush 41 in the eye, shook his hand mentioning how my husband served in the Gulf War, that it was a true honor under his presidential command and that Dean was unable to be at the event as he was still active duty.

The former president surprised me with a most sincere reply as he reached for the camera swinging on my wrist, saying we should take a picture. When I informed him I was out of film his smile turned down saying, “Oh. That’s too bad.” 

His shoulders drooped for a moment. He tilted his head. His face seemed pained that he could not do that small act of service for me, emanating a sincere sorrow that I had not expected. He seemed, perhaps, disappointed that I was out of film to take that photo.

George H. W. Bush accepted my comment with the utmost humility. He wanted to serve me in return. There was no arrogance. His was not the photo op obligation response. It was a sincere, genuine act of kindness to take that moment with me. I will always remember him touching my life as a #PointOfLight.

Cut the losers and let the winners run

Since taking the 10 Day Social Media Fast I realize I am beyond bored with Facebook and Twitter. I also have a Gab account however find that I do not use it as much as I do Twitter of which my usage is somewhat waning. The other social media accounts I have at Instagram, Periscope, and Snapchat are rarely used anymore either.

As far as news portals go I am still thrilled with The Blaze and I recently went back to checking Drudge Report. Of course there are the smattering of sites I enjoy and a few Tweeple I check out regularly to see what interests them.

After many years of watching politics and working for alleged Conservative causes I have backed out of all but a few sites. Having tuned out the National Republican Senate Committee, the House Republicans, I still follow the Senate Conservatives Fund and Conservative Partnership Institute.

For years David Horowitz has warned and forewarned and discussed how to fight against the socialist movement. And look where the squatters in the GOP have left us: Kevin McCarthy as Minority Leader in the House with Mitch McConnell as the Majority Leader in the Senate. To borrow the phrase from my friend, Jonathan Hoenig (CapitalistPig.com), “Cut the losers and let the winners run”.

McCarthy and McConnell are losers for a true Conservative-Libertarian agenda. Their record proves it.

The winners are The House Freedom Caucus and Senators like Mike Lee, who hold sacred the divinely inspired Constitution, who continuously and tirelessly work to affect change as Statesmen.

To simplify and reduce the time I spend on keeping up with the GOP, my choice is now to focus on The Winners, the men and women who truly walk on the Constitutionally Conservative path. There are simply not enough hours in the day to waste time on the Losers, the Liars, or the Loyally Misguided Progressives in the Republican Party. The focus must remain on those willing to #FrameTheDebate for the Conservative Agenda, for that which takes us away from enslavement ideology to that of being free to govern ourselves.

I really like the Conservative Reform Agenda that Mike Lee laid out on his site:

Freedom doesn’t mean “you’re on your own.” It means “we’re all in this together.”

This conservative vision for society is not anti-government. Civil society depends on a just, transparent, and accountable government to enforce the rule of law.

But a government that tries to do too many things can end up stifling human cooperation instead of enabling it. Big government turns citizens into supplicants, capitalists into cronies, and cooperative communities, into competing special interests.

~ Senator Mike Lee, Utah

Government is doing too much. It ought to be downsized. It ought to be significantly downsized. Government ought to be setting a budget, living on a budget and doing without just like families do.

Good luck with that come January 2019 for apparently the Socialist Democrats, the #NewTotalitarians (same as the #OldTotalitarians), will  continue to run down the failed and abusive path of Marxism, smirking and smiling and making love to us all (Jane Austen, Pride & Prejudice).

ADDITIONAL READING: 

So beyond disgusted I could, ya know…

Jeff Flake running his sorry mouth is about the last straw today. Why will he not gracefully shut up and go away now that he has quit his campaigning? Or is he hedging his bets, perhaps auditioning, for something in the future?

Spit. 

And then the stupid secret voting for Kevin McCarthy to continue on with the pathetic House agenda is the straw before the last straw.

Spit. 

“On the Senate end, the GOP chose Mitch McConnell (Ky.) to continue to serve as majority leader, and promoted John Thune (N.D.) to the position of whip.”

~ The Blaze, previous link

Spit, and spit again.

Not sure what I will do next but I will continue to doing something to not support these men in their misplaced loyalties and misguided agendas.

Not that they care about me or my opinions, Not that my blog matters to them.

Spit. 

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Just ask any two year old

Years ago a question was posed by the speaker in a meeting I attended:

What is the greatest power in the universe? 

His answer:

Freedom to Choose. Just ask any two year old. 

So what and who are you voting for? Freedom or bondage?

Vote Person not Party. Know the issues, know the person, know the people who surround and advise the person/s you choose to vote for. Be not deceived.

Vote. Choose wisely.

Choose Freedom.

The Caravan vs Senator Mike Lee

Evidently I missed this interview with Senator Mike Lee on Glenn Beck the other day.  I always appreciate how tempered Mike Lee is in his solution based approach to catastrophic events that are designed to wreak havoc on the American People.

Thanks Mike, for taking the time to go on Glenn Beck to #FrameTheDebate for this sensible solution.

Sen. Mike Lee urges asylum agreement with Mexico as migrant caravan heads for US border

“Mexico would require people who enter Mexico, let’s say from Honduras or El Salvador or any of these other countries in Central America… with the intent of claiming asylum, they would have to claim asylum in Mexico rather than in the Untied States. Now, this would be similar to an agreement we already have in place with Canada and a rule imposed by the E.U. for refugees arriving in E.U. countries from Syria,” Lee explained.

“In other words, when people are fleeing a country that is dangerous to them … they ought to apply for asylum in the first country they reach,” he added.

 ~ As quoted from afore mentioned article and video in The Blaze link above.

#AreYouListening Marco Rubio? Mitch McCONnell? And for the sake of Florida I hope Senator Bill Nelson (Rated F) gets a clue.