Wordless Wednesday: Puppy Problems

 Last night, I reached for my foot cream, but someone had gotten a hold of it first.

When I squeezed it . . . 

Cuteness is still a safety feature!

Musical Monday Laughs, Soitenly!

When we saw the new Three Stooges movie on TV, I was reminded of the Curly Shuffle. "Oh, wise guy. Nyuk! Nyuk!" Enjoy this tune by Jump N the Saddle, but also, don't try this at home. When my friend was a toddler learning to walk, he had the rug ripped out from under him-literally–after his brothers watched The Three Stooges. Time out for Mom? Not this way.

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Maxine

Gotta love this lady!

#GBE2: New Chapter (The Founding Fathers)

People love to mess with history for their own political agenda, but the fact remains, the people who started a new chapter for our country were a bunch of radicals, who did not stand behind Jesus in the signing of the Declaration of Independence.

"One Nation Under God," by Jon McNaughton

Here's a bit of conservative propaganda painted by Jon McNaughton. Isn't it a bit ironic to see Jesus holding the document that gives us freedom of religion? Never did our constitution call us a "Christian nation." Instead our constitution stated, "Legislature" should "make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof."

Looking deeper, is that Thomas Jefferson standing behind Jesus?  Here's two of his quotes.

Christianity neither is, nor ever was a part of the common law.

-Thomas Jefferson, letter to Dr. Thomas Cooper, February 10, 1814

Among the sayings and discourses imputed to him [Jesus] by his biographers, I find many passages of fine imagination, correct morality, and of the most lovely benevolence; and others again of so much ignorance, so much absurdity, so much untruth, charlatanism, and imposture, as to pronounce it impossible that such contradictions should have proceeded from the same being.

-Thomas Jefferson, letter to William Short, April 13, 1820

Glenn Beck, Mr. Tea Bagger himself, likes to dress up as Thomas Paine. Now that's funny! Paine was the atheist who said, "Churches were human inventions set up to terrify and enslave mankind."

I do not believe in the creed professed by the Jewish Church, by the Roman Church, by the Greek Church, by the Turkish Church, by the Protestant Church, nor by any Church that I know of. My own mind is my own Church. [Thomas Paine, The Age of Reason]

How about Adams who said, "This would be the best of all possible worlds if there were no religion in it." 

I shall have liberty to think for myself without molesting others or being molested myself.
-- John Adams, letter to his brother-in-law, Richard Cranch, August 29, 1756, explaining how his independent opinions would create much difficulty in the ministry, in Edwin S Gaustad, Faith of Our Fathers: Religion and the New Nation (1987) p. 88, quoted from Ed and Michael Buckner, "Quotations that Support the Separation of State and Church" 

And this, Dear Readers, is all I ever ask for. Quit trying to push your faith on me or change the history of our founding fathers when they began a new chapter. I have nothing against religion. I just don't want to be pressured to practice yours, nor lied to about who are founding fathers truly were.

I leave you with a Bill Maher clip that you'll either love or loathe. Either way, have a wonderful Independence Day!

 

Wordless Wednesday: What Happens When Big Kids Bounce?

Did you hear it? Josh said, "Let's all bounce at once!"  

Famous last words. Hee hee.

Musical Monday: If I had $1,000,000

Emu? Crazy elephant bones? Dijon ketchup? The Bare Naked Ladies provide some great ideas for when you win the lottery!

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Meme Express: Nonsense or Pat A Cake

This is an anniversary/going away cake!

Meme Express's word of the week is "Nonsense," and nothing is more nonsensical than the nursery rhyme Pat A Cake.

Pat a cake, Pat a cake, baker's man
Bake me a cake as fast as you can;
Pat it and prick it and mark it with a 'B',
And put it in the oven for Baby and me.

*First off, who pats cakes? The last thing I'd want to do is put my hands in gooey cake batter and pat it. I might pat sugar cookie batter, but not sticky cake.

*Secondly, if you bake a cake as fast as you can, it's not going to taste good. Cake takes time to rise. Haste makes waste, right? I sure don't want my baker rushing the job. 

*Finally, how are you going to mark it with a 'B' before you put it in the oven? Why mark it when babies can't even read? I don't know about you, but I use icing to label my cakes. 

 

If you ask me, this chant is 

NONSENSE.

Wordless Wednesday: Teachers Pay Teachers

I've often made my own teaching items. Now, some of these gems are for sale at Teachers Pay Teachers. I placed thirty-seven items in my store and have already made $8.25. Not bad for the summer. I hope I can find customers who use Promethean Boards because that's my best stuff.

Will you be my customer? Pleeeease.

PS. If you'd like to set up your own store, 
link here: Teachers Pay Teachers Sign Up

Musical Monday: Don't You Want Me

Fourteen-year-old Scotty couldn't speak, was blind in one eye, deaf in one ear, needed a daily enema to move his bowels, was severely mentally challenged, and basically couldn't do much but sit in his wheel chair waiting for a fresh diaper and a spoon full of soft food that he would spill out of his mouth as he tried to chew; however, when Don't You Want Me by The Human League sang over the radio, he'd light up like a glow worm. Not only will I forever remember Scotty's bright smile and gurgling sounds over this song, but I still think of him whenever I hear it. Here's to a special boy, hopefully turned man, Scotty.

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Happy Birthday, Judy!

Today, June 21st is the longest day of the year, and in 1990, it most certainly was. The result of my labors was a beautiful seven pound, ten ounce baby girl.

Judith Miriam

She was always a precious little girl.

 

and she made us proud at her Bat Mitzvah.

Twenty-three years have passed and my little girl has grown into a beautiful young lady. 

Happy Birthday, Judy!
May age 23 be the best year ever! 

#GBE2: Siblings

I was told I was part of the family because of a trade with the Indians. The tribe received beads, while my family got a little papoose with a red spot on her forehead. That birthmark was the true coloring of an Indian girl, me. It might have been okay if my brother and sisters had told me they were teasing; however, this stunt continued for years with little me believing it all. Okay, so I was gullible, but isn't that part of being tiny among the mighty sibs? 

They had an 8½, 6½, and 4 year jump on me, and they used it to their advantage. I was their trained mouthpiece in acquiring what Mom and Dad would have never agreed to. As the Chevrolet ventured down the road, with the three of them shoulder-to-shoulder in the backseat while I sat wedged between the adults in the front, he-who-must-not-be-named would point out the window and say, "Look, Joycie. What do you see?"

Next came my hopping dance, "McDonalds! McDonalds! Let's go to McDonalds!" Sure enough the car would slide into the lot for hamburgers, fries, and chocolate shakes, which no one would have gotten if one who wasn't so stinkin' cute had asked.

I was also subjected to constant bouts of tickling from He-who-must-not-be-named and TV high jacking, too. I don't know which was worse: being held by the arms and tortured or forced to watch Bonanza. Tickling is a definite form of abuse, especially when Gilligan's Island is on, but I was too little to stop it. 

Then there were the other set ups. 

"If you tear your blanket, 

you'll have many." 

"Why don't you go ask Mr. Slatkin,

the famous conductor neighbor, 

for his autograph early in the morning?"

Laughter as a piece of liver is shoved in my mouth 

or 

hearing fart sounds as I bite into a chicken butt.

He-who-must-not-be-named gets angry when I write about him, but he was by far the most lethal sibling. I wonder if he would have subjected me to constant torture if he knew that one day I'd have a blog.

Wordless Wednesday: Haircuts

My daughter and I decided to give each other haircuts. Although neither one of us has had any training in this nor have we done it before, it looks easy enough. 

First, Erica cut my hair.

     Before

After

Next I cut hers.

Before

After 

So, what do you think?