So over the “new and improved” washers

In the last eleven years I have gone through two washers. I am so over these new fangled, high efficiency things. My first washer, the one I bought in 1991 lasted me ten years, and that was double washing everything (I had 2 dogs). The matching dryer only ever had a belt replaced and it was still going after 15 years. 

The washer I have now locks. It is supposed to readjust itself when it goes unbalanced. It is impossible to stop it, open it, and manually readjust it without cancelling the entire cycle. 

Yeah. Not an improvement. 

So the last thing I washed in it, a thermal cotton blanket that only took up half of the tub, completely threw it out of whack so badly that I may have to go buy a new washer tomorrow. 

Yeah. Not a happy girl and yes, I am rolling my eyes. 

The Honey-do will see what he can do to fix it tomorrow and that is something to be appreciated. The Honey-do is a great handyman. 

Yeah. He always finds a way to make me happy. 

#LightTheWorld #GraciousReciever

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More to the Story: Best Lunch Day evvah!

In case you missed it I wrote a little blurb about a new friend a couple of weeks ago. Today was our Ladies Lunch Day so I could catch up with the rest of her story. It did not disappoint! It turned out to be a best lunch day ever. Well, at least for me. 

My little Charlie R. and I got to La Coronilla a few mintues early. When my friend, I will call her Mac for short, came in I could see her face light up. It was her first time to the charmingly decorated La Coronilla. So when she saw the menu and started to read it she totally fell into her roots speaking Spanish. It seemed like Mac started speaking a hundred miles an hour. She went Spanglish on me. Her hand and eyes wandered all over the menu while she explained several of the dishes, saying “this is authentic Mexican food. This is what I grew up with!” And her eyes flashed with happiness like a child on Christmas.

And then, when the waitress came to take our order Mac’s order was out of her mouth before I could say ¡Ay, caramba! 

Mac asked what I was going to get.

I had no idea. I was wondering what she ordered. How could I know what to order after being so pleasantly stunned with what had transpired in but a few seconds. I sat back in amused amazement imagining her growing up in the colonies. Mac seemed to feel at home in this, my favorite restaurant, as though she had known the owner and staff since forever.

Because I had preordered for Charlie R., I was a mere observer, just feeding the toddler, lost in watching my Mac, my new favorite television program. There are not words to describe the happiness I felt for my friend as we talked about the tamales she always serves at Christmas time as part of her family tradition, as she talked about how the salsa was just like what she makes, and about the soup she ordered is traditional and mostly served a lot during the Christmas season. 

I learned so much because Mac was open and excited to speak to the waitress and the owner in their native tongue. She was able to learn more of their stories so she could then share them with me. She asked them several wonderful questions. Their responses, she translated for me so I should share in her excitement, were equally wonderful. And it truly seemed as though we were all uplifted and edified by the experience. 

Anyway, I ordered. We ate. The time flew by so quickly while we chatted between bites. What I loved best was the speed of our moment in time. We talked about so many, many things. And we brought a ton of leftovers home along with a great desire to do this again, to sit and enjoy each other’s company.   

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Over or Under selling #TaxReform?

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:

Conference committee could still destroy tax reform

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…

Here is…

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…:

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The Rule: You cannot save every Starfish

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.

Seriously.

#TheInmatesAreRunningTheAyslum

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Time for Teething!

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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. 

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#LightTheWorld: Scriptures in Song

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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.

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A remembrance: Little Carolers

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.

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