I am all for the GOP Tax Reform Bill IF they pull the best out of both bills and pass something that will help the taxpayer. But here is the problem in getting the best bill out of the Conference Committee:
And here are several other problems: Progressives. Check out their Liberty Scorecards and their Heritage Action Scorecards to see how fiscally conservative they are.
For example, see Claire McCaskill, the 21st richest lawmaker on Capitol Hill in 2015, Conservative Review here and on Heritage Action here.
Ask yourself: How do each of her complaints about the current GOP tax plan really matter? Is she really serious or is she just grandstanding and complaining without just cause? Is she really concerned about the taxpayer based upon her lifestyle or does she simply live out of taxpayer pockets? Is she really concerned about all taxpayers or just some taxpayers? Just who is worthy to pay taxes and who is worthier to live off the blood money of some taxpayers? And will she ever stop spending long enough to Cut, Cap, and Balance a Budget?
And of course…
And a few other things worth reading before you make up your own mind:
By the way, in case you missed it or in case you never knew…:
Funny how the rules apply except for the times when they do not apply, especially if the rule that was bent for one person is not able to be bent for someone else let alone many others.
The exception to the rule is the exception. If it becomes normal to make the exception to the rule, it is no longer the exception. It is now the rule.
Thanks to the Participation Trophy Winner Generation, we are now in a time and place where they will soon be the leaders. (As if the people who started the Participation Trophy movement were not bad enough!)
Heaven Help Us.
Little Charlie R.
My poor, little Charlie R. is truly suffering through the teething process today. His little rosy red cheeks, his teary eyes. It is just so terribly sad to see him feel badly.
He did not want to play. He did not want to be put down to walk around. He simply wanted to be held until it was lunchtime.
He managed to sit in his highchair nibbling on a couple of pita crackers while I fixed him some lunch. Must have felt good on those gums. He did well eating chopped up chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, and green beans with carrots, and a cup of milk. But the moment he was full, he immediately wanted to be held.
Like a little monkey, clinging around my neck, that is all he wanted to be. To be held.
So I cleaned him up and we went back to his room. I grabbed his blankey and held him while he figured out what he wanted to have happen next.
He was not necessarily cranky. He just sat on my lap chatting in his Charlie R. language about whatever it was he was talking about until twenty minutes passed and he fell asleep, clinging to me like the cheeky little monkey he is.
Gosh I love this little guy. Even on days like today.
In our Church’s hymnal, at the bottom righthand corner of every hymn is a scripture reference. For example, on the English version of Franz Gruber’s SILENT NIGHT, the scriptures listed for that hymn are Luke 2:7-14 and Alma 7:10-12.
If you go through the Children’s Songbook it is the same. For example, THE SHEPHERD’S CAROL lists Luke 2:13-14, 20.
Sometimes I love to open the Hymns or the Children’s Songbook and just use it as a starting place to study my scriptures. I love to be able to sing and read and ponder the feelings of my heart.
Just saw a post on my Facebook page about a little gift I had given to my friend for her family. It made me smile because I had forgotten about doing that but what a little happy thought, a kindly gesture of gratitude to #LightTheWorld that I live in.
I have the exact same thing only I have not put out my Christmas decorations this year. Just have not gotten around to it.
Thanks my friend. You made my day.
Little Boots, a Shetland Sheepdog, is from Ohio. He was about two years old when a family with an autistic child decided they needed to give him to a good home. We were fortunate enough to be the ones to take him in and he has been a wonderful creature.
We moved from Ohio to Florida when he was four. Being an Ohio dog the heat was pretty tough on him. We had to shave him down during the warm months. It helped us to keep the shedding somewhat under control even though for the first few years it seemed he was embarrassed, feeling rather exposed without his puffy coat of fur.
After years in Florida we moved to Montgomery, Alabama. But let me digress for a moment. It was in Florida we rescued our Lab, a puppy, from the Animal Shelter in Titusville. So she was born and raised in Central Florida for 5 years and some months before relocating with us in Alabama.
Our first year here the heat was different, and the winter was not bad. It was somewhat dry with spurts of cold. Totally different from this year with rain and now freezing cold and snow.
Boots is in Heaven, so happy to wander around outside as the snow gently drifts down from the sky fully clothed in his warm, fur coat.
The Honey-do, well, he is on his third trip here and spent the last three winters in Ohio at Wright-Patterson so though it is not heaven, he is able to tolerate it.
Janie Belle is most happy laying on my side of the bed with the electric blanket on level 5 or higher.
Guess that tells you how well I tolerate the cold weather these days.
When my little Charlie R. was born I did not meet him right away. But when meeting him a couple of weeks later and I got to hold him, one of the first things I did was sing to him.
That little bundle has become a big bundle of delightful joy. My little Wall Ball. He is almost 17 months old and I am still singing him to sleep with the very first lullaby I ever sang to him.
Now it is Christmas time. He is old enough to absorb the wonderful time of year that it is. He loves music. He loves to break out into a dance when he hears something he likes playing.
It is a great time of year to play and sing fun songs, songs of joy, and songs of hope to light the world with His Glory.