Month: March 2006

  • NoteWorthy News  3-8-06

    aNNa’S NoTe:  It’s that time again.  Full hopper time.  I don’t even know what’s *in* there, to be honest.  Shall we take a peek and clean some of the clutter out?  ((wink!))  BTW, Ethan’s fever broke last night, I got the library books logged, and today I have to TOTALLY GO POSTAL on Blockbuster… not only did they  send me a broken Alias 3:2, they skipped 3:3, sent me 3:4… and then ignored my request for a replacement 3:2 and sent me 3:5.  Hello….?  (((mutters ‘don’t get me started…’)))  Tonight is NoTaWaNaS.  ((I don’t know what it is… except it’s not AWANAs.  So I’m calling it NoTaWaNaS.  *shrugs*  Kinda rolls off the tongue nice, don’tcha think?))  Brian’s coming… and he’s going to be hiding with me – hopefully avoiding Howie.  Maybe we should just drop off the kids and go do something else…

     IRAN THREATENS US 
    http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/nuclear_agency_iran
    Iran threatened the United States with “harm and pain” Wednesday for its role in hauling Tehran before the U.N. Security Council over its nuclear program.  “The United States has the power to cause harm and pain,” said a statement delivered by the Iranian delegation. “But the United States is also susceptible to harm and pain. So if that is the path that the U.S. wishes to choose, let the ball roll.”

    But the United States and its European allies said Iran’s nuclear intransigence left the world no choice but to ask for Security Council action. The council could impose economic and political sanctions on Iran.
    aNNa’S NoTe:  Okay, so lemme get this straight… they tell us they’re gonna hit us with harm and pain… and our response is to go to a group of pansies and ask them to consider doing something about it.  I take it back – we’re the pansies.  We really need to take ACTION, hello.  Do you have *ANY* idea what those terrorists would do to us if we threated ‘harm and pain’ on them?!?!  Wait, we saw what they would do with 9/11… and we didn’t even threaten THEM!  This world, btw?  Totally sucks.  Gee, I hope the Security Council really thinks about it, this time…  ((shakes head.))

      HAMAS GOES TO RUSSIA
    http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20060302/wl_nm/russia_hamas_dc
    Hamas embarks on a quest for international legitimacy on Friday with an official visit to Russia, marking the Islamic militant group’s first talks with a major power involved in Israeli-Palestinian peacemaking.  Although it deals a blow to U.S.-led efforts to isolate Hamas since it swept Palestinian elections in January, Russia’s mediation is seen by some in the West as a chance to talk the faction into renouncing violence and recognizing Israel.

    “Our position is that if you are going to meet with a terrorist group, you should make it clear to them that their way of doing business is unacceptable, that their philosophy is contrary to the norms of the civilized world, and that they should get with the program,” State Department deputy spokesman Adam Ereli said.
    aNNa’S NoTe: 
    Call me cynical, but Russia…?  Making Hamas legitimate?  Russia is as nasty at the core as the terrorists are.  They’re making nukes for Iran, hello.  They’re trying to weasle in on China’s military shtuff.  Do you *really* think anything Russia does is going to be good at this point?

     SETTING THE FLU STAGE 
    http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20060227/hl_afp/healthflubosnia…Ul
    Bosnia confirmed its first case of the deadly H5N1 strain of bird flu which has been found on samples of two wild swans found dead earlier this month.

    http://www.cbsnews.com/stories…0.shtml
    Niger has become the second African country with confirmed cases of the deadly H5N1 bird flu strain, a lab official said Monday.  The H5N1 strain had earlier been confirmed in Nigeria, Niger’s southern neighbor, and officials had said in mid-February they were investigating whether it had surfaced in Niger.

    http://www.alertnet.org/thenews/newsdesk/LA125669.htm
    Switzerland confirmed on Sunday its first case of avian flu in a duck found dead in the heart of Geneva, near the city’s famous jet d’eau fountain.  Swiss officials said it was not yet clear if the wild bird, found on Wednesday, was infected with the H5N1 strain of the virus which can infect humans.  “We have a first case of bird flu. It’s H5,” Federal Veterinary Office spokeswoman Cathy Maret said.

    A sample has been sent to a European reference laboratory in Britain to test for the H5N1 strain and results are expected by the end of the week, she said. Switzerland has been on high alert for bird flu since the virus emerged in neighbours France, Germany, Austria and Italy.

    http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/europe/4750316.stm
    The bird flu virus is spreading throughout Germany, as many scientists had feared.  On Friday, the deadly H5N1 strain was detected in two more German states.  According to the authorities, two wild ducks found in Schleswig-Holstein have tested positive for the virulent strain.  Another wild duck found near Lake Constance, in the state of Baden-Wuerttemberg, in south-west Germany, also tested positive for the virus.  This comes as more than 100 cases of the H5N1 strain have been confirmed on the Baltic island of Ruegen, in northern Germany.  The authorities on the island have declared a state of emergency, which has enabled them to request the assistance of the federal army.  Colonel Dr Klaus Binko, from Kiel Medical Command. “This is an ongoing phase of the infection. We have not yet reached a plateau. Just to give you an example, when you are on the beaches here, you can see the birds dying in front of your eyes – half an hour later they are dead.” All farmers have been ordered to keep their poultry indoors, as the real worry is that the H5N1 strain will spread from wild birds to domestic flocks.

    http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/birdflu_dc…Ul
    A nine-year-old girl has died of bird flu in China, state media said on Wednesday, as the United Nations stepped up efforts to battle the rapidly spreading virus. The girl, China’s 10th known death from bird flu, died on Monday night in the eastern province of Zhejiang, the official Xinhua news agency said.  Her death comes days after the government confirmed that a 32-year-old man had died from the H5N1 virus in the southern province of Guangdong, near Hong Kong, triggering alarm there.

    “The epidemic situation is very severe. Right now is spring, when there is a high chance of bird flu outbreaks due to the frequent movement of migratory birds. This epidemic has not been effectively controlled worldwide,” China’s deputy agriculture minister Yin Chengjie told reporters.  The virus has spread rapidly since the beginning of February, killing birds in more than 15 new countries as it moves deeper into Europe and Africa.

    http://edition.cnn.com/2006/HEALTH/conditions/03/06/birdflu.reut/
    Avian flu extended its spread across Europe as Poland confirmed on Monday that two dead swans had the virulent H5N1 virus and Austria reported that several cats had been infected.  Experts from the World Health Organization (WHO), meeting in Geneva, said the spread of bird flu was unprecedented and the threat of a human pandemic would not go away. The virus remains essentially an animal disease which humans contract through close contact with infected birds.  However, the virus is mutating and there are fears it may eventually change enough to be transmitted easily from human to human.
    aNNa’s NoTe:  I have a hard time keeping up, I don’t know about you.  But it seems to me almost like it’s ‘moving into place’ by taking itself across the globe… and THEN - when it’s everywhere – it will let loose.  Doesn’t it look that way to you?

     PEOPLE WITH ANIMAL DISEASES
    http://www.newsmax.com/archives/articles/2006/2/19/201626.shtml?s=he
    Humans risk being overrun by diseases from the animal world, according to researchers who have documented 38 illnesses that have made that jump over the past 25 years. That’s not good news for the spread of bird flu, which experts fear could mutate and be transmitted easily among people.

    There are 1,407 pathogens — viruses, bacteria, parasites, protozoa and fungi — that can infect humans, said Mark Woolhouse of the University of Edinburgh in Scotland. Of those, 58 percent come from animals. Scientists consider 177 of the pathogens to be “emerging” or “re-emerging.” Most will never cause pandemics.  Experts fear bird flu could prove an exception. Recent advances in the worldwide march of the H5N1 strain have rekindled fears of a pandemic. The virus has spread across Asia into Europe and Africa.
    aNNa’S NoTe:  Yuck.  But then, we shouldn’t be surprised…

     IN CASE YOU WONDERED WHY… 
    http://news.yahoo.com/s/space…onsaturday
    A population milestone is about to be set on this jam-packed planet.  On Saturday, Feb. 25, at 7:16 p.m. Eastern Standard Time, the population here on this good Earth is projected to hit 6.5 billion people.  “This figure is over 3.5 times the size of the Earth’s population at the beginning of the 20th century and roughly double its size in 1960,” the study explained.  Even more striking is that the time required for the global population to grow from 5 billion to 6 billion—just a dozen years—was shorter than the interval between any of the previous billions.

    http://www.livescience.com/humanbiology/050228_life_expectancy.html
    The average life expectancy for Americans is 77.6 years, a record high according to the latest statistics from the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC).  The new CDC report also shows that the gender gap is closing. The difference between life expectancy in men and women (who live longer) closed from 5.4 years in 2002 to 5.3 years in 2003. The gap as 7.8 years in 1979.
    aNNa’S NoTe:  Or maybe I should call this “anna’s theory”.  It seems like everytime there’s a population boom and things get HUGE, God sends something – like the Spanish flu, the Black Plague, the Cholera of the 1700s… to bring the population back down to more manageable numbers.  The last ‘outbreak’ that was pandemic was in 1917… so it’s been a while.  Someone said every 80 years or so, but that would mean we’re overdue.  Hrm.

     WHEN GALAXIES COLLIDE 
    http://news.yahoo.com/s/space/20060307/sc_space…NTM
    A galaxy in Stephan’s Quintet is rushing headlong into a cluster of neighboring galaxies at more than one million mph and generating one of the largest shock waves scientists have ever seen.
    aNNa’S NoTe:  I don’t get into all the details, but that seems pretty noteworthy, don’t it?

     ANTI-JEWISH TEMPLE MOUNT 
    http://www.arutzsheva.org/news.php3?id=99217
    Discrimination against religious Jews who wish to visit the Temple Mount continues. A group was turned away today, as non-Jews passed freely through.  A small group of Jewish tourists from Los Angeles attempted to ascend to Judaism’s holiest site this morning, after immersing in a mikveh and taking the other Halakhic precautions. They were stopped at the entrance, however, and told they could not enter because they did not have identification.

    “The most frustrating part,” said their tour guide, Yossi Maimon, “was that lots of other tourists, clearly not Jewish, were allowed up without even being checked.” Maimon said he asked the local police commander about the discrimination against Jews, and was told that this is in fact the official policy.  Long-time Holy Temple activists Rabbi Yosef Elboim of Jerusalem and Yehuda Etzion of Ofrah said that this policy is a long-running one.

    “A sheikh can call for world-wide Moslem rule from the Temple Mount,” Rabbi Elboim continued, “but if a Jew whispers Yibaneh HaMikdash (a prayer that the Holy Temple should be rebuilt), they immediately take him away for questioning and restrict him from visiting the site again. Where are we living?!”

    At present, religious Jews are permitted to enter the Temple Mount, if they are approved, from 7:30 to 10:00 Am, and for another hour beginning at 12:30.  Etzion said that a special booth has been set up at the Mugrahbim Gate entrance to the Temple Mount, adjacent to the prayer area of the Western Wall, for the purpose of checking religious Jews. “The way they check Jews, under their yarmulke and all over the body, for any type of prayer, is simply humiliating,” he said.
    aNNa’S NoTe:  Doesn’t that just boil your blood?  Hello…!  This has GOT to totally piss God off.  It has to.  To treat His chosen people that way?  I’m just glad it ain’t me… because holy wha, are they EVER gonna get it when the Lord decides He’s done putting up with this crap…

     SAUDIS CONDEMN US OVER HAMAS 
    http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20060222/ap_on_re_mi_ea/rice
    Saudi Arabia on Wednesday became the second Arab ally in as many days to reject the U.S. strategy of financially isolating Hamas if the militant group does not moderate its policies as leader of the Palestinians. Saud and Egyptian Foreign Minister Ahmed Aboul Gheit said the world should not “prejudge” Hamas, whose sweep in Palestinian elections last month stunned Washington and threw the Israeli-Palestinian peace process into new turmoil.
    aNNa’S NoTe:  Hahahaha!!  We shouldn’t prejudge Hamas…?  Um, we’re only going on precedence, people.  That’s not prejudgment, that’s past experience… not to mention present statements that they have no intention of changing from their own leadership.  Hello!  Oh, and need I add that the Arabian Emirates are those buying our ports…?  ((I’ll go there next time, k?  Once I figure out what the HELL Bush is thinking…))

     QUICK CLOSING MENTION OF THE EU 
    http://news.ft.com/cms/s/04a464bc-8f5c-11da-b430-0000779e2340.html
    Dominique de Villepin, French prime minister, on Friday called on the European Union to apply the brakes to future enlargement, claiming the admission of 10 new member states in 2004 had heightened hostility towards the EU.  French concerns about the pace of the EU’s expansion is shared in some other countries, including Austria, the holder of the rotating EU presidency, which on Friday launched a new debate about Europe’s future direction.

    He claimed the enlargement from 15 to 25 members in 2004 had not been “sufficiently prepared” and that the arrival of the new members from eastern Europe was “often seen as too heavy a financial burden” by citizens in the west.  Mr de Villepin said the EU must honour its commitment to admit Romania and Bulgaria and countries in the western Balkans when they are ready, but said Turkey’s final destiny was not certain.

    Mr de Villepin said Europe needed crises to move forward, but other speakers claimed the EU might have already turned the corner after a dire 2005. Javier Solana, EU foreign policy chief, said the December deal on a new seven-year EU budget was “the tipping point”.
    aNNa’S NoTe:  I love this article.  It’s like a recap and update in brief.  First, it confirms that the 7-year ENP is still in place, and Solana is still at the helm, and that everything is still on track.  Which means there’s only one Rosh Ha’Shanna left before the 7-year treaty goes into play.  Woo!!!  Second, it confirms that they still are playing mind games with Turkey – who according to prophecy will quit the Western idiocy and join forces with the Muslims.  Third, it shows the scope and size of the Revived Roman Empire, their current status, and where they are aiming.  Although I wish I knew when France and Germany are going to get the helm… I need more reading time…!  But as always, this is already long and I have to get going on other things, so… more later!

  • Tuesdays are Turbulent…

    … in case you didn’t know.  It’s always busy from 8am to 2pm – we’re gone to dance class back up in G-ville, so there’s 2 hours on the road, then checking on the old house, then lunch…

    … and today I had to hit Walmart for diapers and Sam’s Sprite, then we hit D&W for the sales (saved 55%!!!)… then home, cleaned the car, and Ethan has a fever, and Isaac’s got (as he calls it) a ‘notty-nose’.  And my house is a mess, and I’m behind on posting, and I have to get the library books logged…

    … I’m not myself today.  I’m mommering and chauffering and shopping and cleaning and organizing and pretty much swinging at anything that comes my way.  Which feels like A LOT.  And I have to call N and tell her tomorrow won’t work for Home Study…

    …which she already knows because when she e-mailed me about it, she had 25 excuses as to why we *could* do it Wednesday, BUT… which means she wants me to call and tell her it’s okay that it’s been another five weeks with no Home Bible study but that ‘it’s okay’… when it’s really not…

    …and I need to make reservations at Great Wolf Lodge and get tickets to Green Eggs N’ Ham with the Grand Rapids Ballet/Orchestra – both for later this month.  Oh, and there’s an on-line coupon to Hobby Lobby available if any one would like it – 40% off any regular priced item.  Click here.  Not that I have time to go there.  Busy, kinda, sorta… like that.

    …So!  This blog is short.  Tomorrow I hope to post Numer Four in my “Fruit of the Spirit” series, but in the meantime…?  Forgive me, but I’m *soooo* not here right now.  Honest – I’m sorry.  Gotta skoot!

  • ABC’s of Yours Truly:


    A – Age you lost your virginity?  I was twenty-three.  It was the night after our wedding… because the night of, we were just too exhausted, and ended up collapsing into insta-sleep.  ((blush!!))  Yes, I waited.  So did he.  Yes, it’s worth it.  For the record.
    B – Band listening to right now?  Avalon, in the car.  Carolyn Arens in the house.
    C – Dream car?  Jeep Commander.  Have to wait until the price comes down.  Black, with 7 passenger option, btw.  It will be my next vehicle, should the Lord tarry.
    D – Dream you recently had?   It was the Agent Weiss one (since last night’s is sketchy.  I was at a banquet for some camp conference thing, and Lance was elected Treasurer.  He wasn’t at my table, though… but he asked me to help with the figures (why, I don’t know.)  I was sitting with Weiss.  He was really funny and easy-going and great.  I woke up very much thinking I could like to get to know Weiss better…  LoL!!
    E – Easiest person to make me laugh?  Me.  All you have to do is laugh, and I laugh.  It sucks.  My mom used to burst out laughing in the middle of our fights.  It pisses me RIGHT THE HECK off, by the way.  Not advisable.  But I do laugh – if *anyone* is laughing.  I had to bite HOLES in my cheeks when I performed in Arsenic and Old Lace.  It was rough, because EVERYONE was laughing at me, and I SO WANTED to laugh.
    F – Food you eat most?  Noodles.  My kids are noodle freaks.
    G – Any encounters with ghosts?   I don’t believe in ghosts.  Demonic encounters, yes.  Not fun, btw.
    H – Person most hated at the moment?   I don’t hate, I stew silently in disturbed mental anguish.  But I dislike the Snake so much, I won’t even give him disturbed mental anguish time.  So There.
    I – Interesting unknown fact about yourself?   I LOVE to sing this country song off-key.  TOTALLY, dogs-howlingly off-key and twangy.  Is it John Deere Green or Billy Bob loves Charlene?  I dunno… one of the two is the title.  I love to sing that song as badly as I can.  I do it with great zeal.  It’s wince-worthy.  It’s kewl.  I should sing it for you someday.  ((wink!))
    J – The first letter of the name of last person who broke your heart?  J
    K- Kissing with eyes open or closed?  Closed.  The view impedes the other senses and distracts. 
    L – Last time you did something “bad”?  Thirty seconds ago.  I’m eeeeeevil!!!
    M – Most memorable moment you can think of in a minute?  Walking out on the ice at least 400 feet at Grand Haven.  It was frightening, exhilirating, beautiful, breathtaking.  Climatic.
    N – Nicknames?  Mom.  Used to be Daryl Anna (I resemble Daryl Hannah) or Anna Banana, but now it’s just mom.  In fact, Mom is my name, Anna seems to be the nickname, now.
    O – What’s your most valued possession?  My sanity?  My salvation?  My JKV Thompson Chain Reference?  I don’t know what constitutes as a ‘possession’…  (Or what this has to do with the letter “O”, for that matter… um… hello…?
    P – Position of choice?  Curled up with a Bible/study book/novel, cup of tea/cocoa in hand on the end of the sofa.  Enya in the CD player.  Although I’m betting with that scenario…?  I’m nursing Ethan, too.
    Q – The last quote you heard.  “When a person’s mind is that high in spiritual matters, I reckon there’s gonna be some messes down below.”  ((Or something like that.  It’s from Christy, which I’m trying to read.  It stuck out at me as a good excuse for my house.))  Brian likes that quote from the monkey’s on Madagascar:  “If you have any poo, I suggest you fling it now.”
    R – What are you allergic to?   Lies.
    S – Song you sang last?   My Tribute (To God be the Glory).  I’m considering singing/playing it for church.  Someone Puh-LEEEZE talk me out of it.  NOW.  Yesterday would be better.
    T – Time you woke up?  Usually 8am. Ish.
    U – Favorite pair of underwear?   I didn’t know I had one!
    V – Vegetable you hate most?   Yams.  They look like dog poo.  Oh, wait – Creamed corn.  I swear, if I’m in the same room as it, I start heaving.  It looks SO MUCH like vomit.  And it’s the same as with laughing.  I see barf, and I’m gonna barf.  Yes, I’m that simple.
    W – What are you the most afraid of?   Bathrooms and Snakes.  You all *have* to know that by now.  The time in 2001 when I picked up a towel Brian threw behind the bathroom door and a snake fell out of it and writhed on the floor… I swear, I lost eight years off my life.  You’ve never seen hysteria next to that.  I’m not fond of those hanging swing Merry-go-rounds at the amusement parks, either.  Two little chains holding my hefty self up is skeery.  Don’t like it, won’t do it.
    X – X-rated love life?   Y’know, I just don’t have one, don’t know what one is, and don’t care.  Thanks anyhow.  It’s tough enough just staying in like with your partner.  Let’s not complicate things by making me blush.  We Christians aren’t supposed to think about those things, know about those things… hell, I had a hard enough time with the whole sex thing upon marriage.  They tell you ‘sex is taboo’… ‘just say no’… for 23 years, and suddenly – after an “I do” and a kiss, you’re supposed to hop to it?  What *IS* that?!?!  It’s insane.  Besides, I’ve just come out of a mental picture of snakes, bathrooms, and hanging swings.  Now you want me to envision X-rated shtuff?  C’mon!  I’m wiggy enough, thankyouverymuch!
    Y – Yellowcard or Green Day?  Green day sounds vaguely familiar… I’d have to ask Brian what they sing that I’ve heard… but really?  Give me PFR.  I’m very into PFR.
    Z - Zorro Mask?  Okay, so we ALL KNOW it’s actually ‘zodiac sign’… but I don’t DO Zodiac signs… so I’ve been substituting Zorro mask in all of these for some time now.  At the moment, I think the Zorro mask is under Isaac’s shoe pile in the nursery.  Either that or in with the Disney Princess costumes at the foot of Lydia’s bed.  I haven’t seen it in a while…

  • Tids N’ Tads


    You got Xanga?  I was at the library yesterday and was walking past the internet users… and someone was checking comments and their friend’s Xanga sites.  My first reaction was “Hey…!!”  And then I thought… do I really have ANYTHING in common with that girl?  She WrOtE hR BlOg LIk DiZ… and I can’t think like that… and there was a skull on the screen… hrm.  Skeery.  I didn’t say anything… but all I could think after that was wow… I’ve been at Xanga for five years… way longer than these kids, and they’re just… everywhere.  Like viruses….  Not sure if those were observatory thoughts or negative thoughts… hrm.


    Xanga Burn Out.  I read my subs on… was it Tuesday…?… and the one common thread was that EVERYONE I know is burnt out.  They trudge to Xanga, drag themselves to their sites… but the heart is just not there.  I don’t know why.  Must be something in the air.  Ninety percent of you sound like you’re just… WEARY of blogging.  I sincerely hope I didn’t start it – or contribute in any way.  It must just be the long part of winter or something.  Actually, I’ve noticed this week I’ve started pepping up again.  Maybe that means your ‘oomph’ is gonna come back soon, here, too.  Well, it’s a theory, anyhow.


    Blockbusted!  I got Alias 3:2 in the mail yesterday, and it was CRACKED!!!  All the way across the disk. Serious bummer.  So now on Monday I have to send it (and a subtitled Beauty in the Beast which was a *little* too scary for the kids) back… and HOPE they’ll send me another 3:2… and in the meantime, I’ll be holding on to 3:4, which is slated to come Monday… although they skipped 3:3…  this is a MESS.  Oi vey.  Maybe I should just send them ALL back and start over.  (((sigh!!!)))  It’s not kewl, I’ll tell you.  I dreamt about Agent Weiss last night.  I think I’ve got a new crush.  Who’d want a scrawny, pansy-butt Vaughn when you have this FINE specimen of manhood (with wit, integrity, and this total soft side) going on with Weiss, that’s all I’m saying…  I need a life.   Hahahaha!!


    Cry Wolf.  Yesterday at K-Mart there was a little boy in the main aisle.  There were tears running down his face and he kept turning in all directions as if he was lost.  He called for his mom two or three times.  I saw him, and immediately went into MomMode… found a service person in the aisle next to him and brought him over… and she asked him where he last saw his mother… and he pointed to her.  In the aisle next to where we were.  He wasn’t lost the little bastard.  The K-Mart chick was relieved when he started laughing too-hard, but I was PISSED.  If it were my kid playing that game, he’d be one sorry little boy.  And as we headed off to get shampoo, we heard him start his little game all over again…  I won’t tell you how angry that made me.  MOSTLY at his assinine, ineffective, irresponsible mother.


    DuDe, Where’s my Kitchen?  Or my whole house, for that matter.  I found places for stuff when we moved here, but it’s… NOT RIGHT.   And it’s caught up with me.  So I didn’t get my projects done yesterday.  Instead I ended up going off the deep end and having a snit about the organizational catastrophe my house is.  ((Which seemed a bit extreme until this morning when Aunt Flo knocked on the door, and now all is explained.))  Anyhow, I started rearranging.  You know how it is… and the place needed a SERIOUS clean-up and vaccuum, so we did that, and we ran errands… maybe today.  If I don’t rearrange s’more.


    Black Robe.  We picked Brian up at work yesterday.  They’d locked the gates… but it’s really stOOpid, because you can drive right in the gated area from the front, so that’s what I did – FAST – right in front of the boss.  Who’s not the nicest person on earth, anyhow.  ((I was annoyed at driving down the cul-de-sac and having to look like an idiot when the gates were locked.  Yes, I’m an emo blonde chick.))  Anyhow, the boss came in, saw my kids gaping at all of the BIG BIG machines, and he got two company t-shirts (small) for them.  They have been wearing them as ‘nighties’ ever since.  They match Brian.  We have the Order of the Black Robes (aka T-Shirts) going on over here…


    In Closing…  Well.  Brian’s out of the shower, which means it’s time to eat, dress kids, do make-up, and get ready for church.  Like that.  So…. we shall see you later!

  • Bullet Blog

    • I’m shopping this morning.
    • For intercoms
    • I can’t hear the kids when they need me at night.
    • Intercoms are NOT cheap.
    • This is the best deal I’ve found…
    • It’s… not that great.
    • I’m also shopping for cellphone deals.
    • Right now we have this deal.
    • The one-year (350 minutes) for $99.
    • For as little as we use our cellphones, it’s great.
    • Even though I do end up buying more minutes.
    • It’s cheap, easy, and works good.
    • But it’s nice to know if there’s something better out there.
    • And our year is almost up.
    • There’s something funky to the right at the bottom…
    • … Called Double Pay One Year
    • I don’t understand it, so I’m doing some reading.
    • I’m also looking for a Home Interiors-type swag
    • On E-Bay, if at all possible…
    • Town day was… town day.
    • If that sounded tired, it was.
    • Today we go to the library
    • And K-Mart to exchange towels
    • And Taco Bell for lunch
    • And to return Picture Perfect
    • Which really blew chunks.
    • ((I now know why Brad dumped Jen.))
    • Blockbuster did an oops
    • And skipped over Alias 3:3
    • And sent me Alias 3:2 and 3:4
    • Um… can’t watch ‘em out of order, dudes…!
    • I can’t imagine people working there are rocket scientists,
    • … so I’m not really upset or mad… just ?!?!?!
    • The kids caught colds at AWANA
    • ((I know it’s not AWANA.  Humor me.))
    • I’m starting to think I should just let ‘em run around sick.
    • Everybody else does.
    • I mean, their kids don’t stay home whenever they have colds
    • They just send ‘em to school that way.
    • Probably builds immunity.
    • Probably why my kids are always sick – no build-up from school.
    • Bah.  Trying to figure it all out is sooooo taxing!!
    • Who knew mom-hood would be so ROUGH!?!
    • I’m going to finish painting the master bath today.
    • Brian’s going to rip out the kid’s bath sink/vanity.
    • I’m also sewing curtains for plain wood doors
    • And making a padded headboard cover and a cornice for the window.
    • Olive green with burgundy.
    • It sounds weird, but it’s a brain-thing epiphany… in my head.
    • Whatever.  (((?!?!)))
    • hey, *I* know what I’m talking about.
    • Two days ago a gal from my CM/AO e-list died.
    • Complications in giving birth to her 5th baby.
    • I’ve been thinking about my sister ever since.
    • Don’t have to mention how much THAT sucks.
    • Also thinking about my own pending next attempt.
    • Not that I’m actually planning on delivering…
    • I just plan to concieve
    • …it’s all I may have time for.
    • **Grins!**
    • I’m thinking of making the Rev posts uncommentable.
    • They’re so old… and people distract from the message.
    • I don’t know.
    • But it’s been put on my heart more than once.
    • I’m going to start graphing/sketching the mural, too.
    • Feeling like tackling some projects again!!
    • Now that I’ve got scrapbooks paged up to X-Mess.
    • ((They need to be decorated and labeled…
    • … But I have to LEAVE to do that.  Seriously.))
    • There’s a scrapbook store 3 minutes from our house!
    • I also want to get to Barnes & Nobles’.
    • They have a used section I really need to browse
    • For home ed reading materials.
    • I have that $50 gift certificate…
    • (((which I still wish was to Amazon, not B&N))
    • Anyhooooooo…
    • I’m also (((re, re, re, re-))) considering a church solo.
    • I haven’t sung for church since I was 14.
    • I do musicals, choirs, chorales, reviews… not church.
    • ((((eek.))))
    • I hate it when I consider this.  HATE it.
    • Topic change.
    • Our house showed again yesterday.
    • …once a week, like clockwork…
    • ~~~nostalgia~~~
    • Yeah.  Well… I’d better get going!!
    • Too much to do, too little time………………


  • Appetizer:  Where do you go when you want to relax?  The end of the sofa.  The cushion on the far right, next to the floor lamp.  My Bible is there, my notebooks, my study materials, five novels, a few sudokus, my highlighter… I’m by the kids, there’s music pointed at me.  That’s my place.  The kids know they can throw stuff all over the other two cushions, pull the cushions out and make forts, but the last cushion is Mama’s… it doesn’t move, and things don’t get put there.  This is imperative, because when it’s time to nurse and I’ve got an armful of Ethan, I *need* that uncluttered spot to sink into with him.

    Soup:  Tell about something that made you laugh this week.  Isaac’s new sword-fighting sound effects:  “Boo!  Ha!  Boo-Ha!!  Booo-Ha-Ha!!!”  It’s hilarious.  He also blames the smells emanating from his diapers on ‘cow poop’ all of the time.  Cow poop factors in a great many conversations, and I’m not sure why.  Oh, and when Lydia tried to tell jokes the other night:


    Lydia:  Why did the bear go to his room?
    Brian:  I dunno, why?
    Lydia:  To play with little things.
    (((we look at each other and smile for her sake.))
    Brian:  I got one:  what’s pink and smells like cow poop?
    (((Lydia looks down at her pink shirt and gives him a look.)))
    Anna:  I have one.  Why did the chicken cross the road?
    Lydia:  I dunno…
    Anna:  To find out what’s pink and stinky…
    (((Hey, it was FUNNY!!!!)))  Well, Brian’s still laughing, anyhow…

    Salad:  What is your favorite texture?  Those soft nubbly blankets.  I don’t have one, but I think they’re TOO kewl.  I also like suede – A LOT.  Brian’s got a black suede coat, and I love it.  ((I got it at a yard sale for $10)

    Main Course:  If you were to publish your autobiography, what would the first sentence be?  You aren’t gonna believe this, but…

    Dessert:  What do you think is the perfect age to get married? To have a first child? To retire?  Marriage – 23.  Kids – 25 thru 32.  Retirement – 47.  That’s the Rambaldi number, and all things 47 are special.  I’m good with that.


    Bonus:  It’s town day.  Iwasgoing back to re-read my two posts about the last town day to prepare myself, but my mom showed up early – she’s here already.  I also have Brian on stand-by to come and get us if there’s a problem.  Which, depending on what happens, could VERY well happen.  I don’t want to do this.  I don’t want to do this.  I’m strong and can handle my own and stand firm, but I don’t want to do this.  (((deep breaths)))  Okay.  Prayers would be appreciated, btw.  All day.  Whenever you happen to stub your toe, break a nail, break up a fight… think of me, k?

  • Anna Does Prayer Meeting
    ((or, I swear I’m NOT Making This Up.))


    I have wanted to get my kids involved with AWANAs ever since they were born.  Of course, they can’t join until they’re five, and when Lydia turned five, we were in the middle of building/moving.  So there hasn’t been a good time to get involved.  Not to mention the fact that I have two littler ones to take into consideration, too.  But when I saw the red, green, yellow, and blue relay lines at this new church… okay, I got a little excited.  I loved being a Sparky when I was little.  I wanted Lydia to have the chance to be a Sparky, too.


    I’d talked to the pastor the night before on the phone – he’d said previously that he’d wanted to set up a time to get to know Brian and I… and I was geeked.  Falsely – A-Gain.  No mention of that ever again.  No suprise there.  No pastor has EVER followed thru with his word on things like that.  Anyhow, I’d asked him about if there were small groups at this church that we could plug into, and while they’re ‘experimenting’, it’s not open to the congregation yet… but they have Sunday School and a small group meeting on Wednesdays.  Grrrrrreat.  Okay.  Thanks.  Helpful.  Not.  Because I don’t do SS and don’t have a good vibe about Wednesday big group.


    So I still wanted to do AWANAs for the kids, even if it meant there wouldn’t be anything for me.  We met Brian for supper at McD’s (so he’d get to see the kids SOMETIME yesterday), and he took off for his dad’s to work in their shop, and I took the kids to church.  I had seen a sign on Lydia’s SS classroom that said “Gophers!” on it, but I didn’t realize that what this church does is not AWANA… it’s called “Word of Life”… and Lydia isn’t going to be a Sparky… she’s a Gopher.  Not entirely sure about this… Sparks are for Jesus – they’re Sparks to light the World.  What the HELL are gophers?  Besides possibly rabid?  Yeah.  Well…


    So there’s a 2′s and 3′s class… and we’re the first ones in there.  So I stick around with Isaac until the teacher shows up, and she turns out to be the pastor’s wife.  Who begins trying VERY hard to get us to come to the “Young Marrieds” Sunday School class that she and her husband teach.  “We split up!”  She says proudly.  “He teaches the men to be spiritual leaders, and I teach the women the 4 commands of a wife.”  What she doesn’t know is that I’m TOTALLY jaded about the topic, HATE it when couples are split apart in classes, and furthermore don’t go to Sunday School, because that’s WAY too long for the little ones to be at church in the morning.  It doesn’t work well.  We don’t do the Sunday School scene.  Then she tells me where to meet with the adults for ‘prayer meeting’.  PRAYER meeting?  Oi.  I’m not an advocate of corporate prayer.  Aside from the Lord’s supper (where He blessed the food), there is no record of Christ praying in or with a group.  It’s humiliating, puts focus on self… I think I blogged about this before.  Oi.


    Anyhow, so after a pit-stop at the library to return a book, I bring Ethan to the nursery.  There are four… erm, heftier women who’ve put their chairs in a 5×5 foot square and are doing the gossip thang.  I give them Ethan, GET A BEEPER, and tell them he’s just been changed and fed and should be fine.  And I go to find the prayer room.  On the way, Pastor spots me… and apparently thinks I need a buddy.  So he picks the nearest woman – this 50-something chicka, introduces me, and pretty much hands me over to her.  Hello, I’m 30, I think I can handle this… She sets us down in the SMACK DAB MIDDLE of the small room, and begins drilling me:  where are you from?  Are you married?  Do you have any kids?  Have you been to church here before?  If I weren’t a seasoned church-goer, I’d have NEVER gone back.  And EVERYONE around is is eavesdropping, you can see it – they’re smiling too wide and patronizingly.  And I hate people.  This is… awkward.  So after ten minutes of this, the service starts.  There aren’t more than 30 people there. We sing a few hymns off a program with no music.  They did sentence prayers (the leader told the congregation that praying out loud in a group was a large step upward in your walk.  I’m not so sure THAT’S Biblical…).  The Pastor had everyone open to Malachi and joked about how they MIGHT do more than one verse this week, and how they’ve been in this book half their lives.  This is so not my style.


    Suddenly, the door opens (keep in mind that I have a beeper) and this ear-piercing SCREAM fills the room.  Ethan.  And I’m in the smack dab MIDDLE of the room.  So after climbing over everyone known to man, I get to him.. and they say that he just won’t stop screaming.  That is SO NOT Ethan.  The moment they hand him to me, he’s smiling from ear to ear and cooing.  Wha….!?  So I try nursing him – he’s not thirsty.  I check his diaper – he’s dry and clean.  He’s having a ball chewing on my ink pen.  What the heck did they do…?!?  Incompetent.  The women in nursery obviously can’t handle a small child… or operate a beeper, for pity’s sake.  So I go to the nursery to drop off the beeper and get Ethan’s carseat… and they have SEVEN BABIES in a 5×5 foot square.  No wonder he was upset!  They wanted to be close to gossip, and didn’t make room for the babies to play.  Those poor little ones were crammed in a tiny space when there was a HUGE ROOM… and Ethan no doubt was freaked out by it.  ?!?!?!  I took his carseat and decided to take care of him myself.  Obviously I was NOT meant to do Wednesday group.  Not that I had a deep desire to, at this point.


    So I wandered around the church and got familiar with where everything was and played with Ethan on the way.  Kinda nice – since I only knew how to get to Isaac, Lydia, nursery, and the auditorium before.  Bible study ended, and everyone came out – and now I’ve apparently been re-named… from ‘new chick’ to ‘new chick with screaming baby’.  And everyone came over to be sure Ethan was okay… with their patronizing comments and too-big smiles.  Did I mention I REALLY don’t like people and would rather be left alone, thankyouverymuch?  So I fled.  To the nursing mothers room.  Which is really nice, btw.  I think next week I’ll bring a novel and some baby toys, and Ethan and I will just hang in there.


    “Hey, is your name Anna?”  I looked up and this old man is standing in the open doorway.  Yeeeeeah….  “You’re number 164.”  Wha?!  “Your library number.  You don’t have a number yet.”  Oh.  Thanks.  “Hey, you ain’t related to the W’s of Hastings, are you?”  Noooo… I’m married into the W’s of C-town… the big farm across from the new strip mall is my husband’s grandpa.  “No kidding… I saw him out on his tractor.”  I smiled, trying to be friendly.  A stretch for me, as you know.  Yep, my husband’s into the tractor thing, too.  DUMB thing to say to an old farmer… because I didn’t know it, but there were 35 more minutes before the kid’s classes were out, and “Howie” planned to spend all 35 of them talkin’ tractor to me.  Do you have ANY idea how long 35 minutes can be?  And I don’t care about or know about tractors.  I know we have an “H”, and that Deere’s are green/yellow, Internationals are red, Massey-Fergs are red-orange, Ellis-Chalmers are grey/orange and Fords are blue.  That’s it.  This man could PREACH on tractors.  And he did.  To me.  Pastor came by, tried to get a word in edgewise, and gave up and left.  I was trapped in the nursing mom’s room with a farmin’ fanatic.  Only. Me.  I’m telling you.  ONLY. ME.  He’s giddy about meeting Brian on Sunday morning, btw.  He has some GREAT tractor meets to suggest to him – even gave me a show brochure to the ‘best ‘un in the state’… and suggested we take a road trip to Mt. Pleasant, Iowa to the show he’d seen on TV (he has Dish, so he gets the Tractor channel.  !!!!!).  Yeah.  Like that.  It was… laughable, but I didn’t dare.  I wear black and leather, grew up around fighter jets and uniformed military men - do I look like the kind of chick who digs front-end hitches and well-pipe mufflers, balers and combines?! 


    So.  That was prayer meeting.  Next week I bring a novel, baby toys, and CLOSE THE DOOR and hang out in the nursing mothers room for a few hours.  LoL!!  Wha.  I’m… not churchy enough, I fear.  But for the kids…

  • Since I’m Stirring Stuff Up…
    ((or, You?  Monitor Me?))


    Not that there’s a whole lot of interest in my posts lately, but then I can’t fault you.  *I* don’t have interest in my posts lately.  It’s a catch-22… in order to have an interesting site, you have to be on-line a lot, and while I want an interesting site, I have wanted for a LONG time to spend more time with my kids.  Now that I’m spending more time with my kids, I want to rekindle the interest I had in this site.  See-saw, Marjorie Daw…  I don’t regret tipping the scales towards my kids, but I do ache about letting this ‘ministry’ go a little…


    ANYHOO…!  You know I don’t talk about my home education very often here.  I don’t like feeling as if people are (or might) judge me for what I do in comparison with what they do, and it’s such a touchy topic that I rarely even talk about it with people IRL.  In fact, I hardly talk about it with Brian.  Not that he’s interested, anyhow.  He told me he wanted to have little ‘check-ups’ on Lydia, so I created a ‘quiz’ of our schooling for him to do with her the other night.  Took a half hour, tops, and you’d think I was torturing him, having him sit there and watch her work her magic.  Pissed me off, discouraged the hell out of me, and turned him into a ‘hostile’ on my list of people who have opinions of home education.  If you’re not with me – supporting us and working with us – you’re against me.  I work that way.  No news there.


    Topic time:  I was talking to MiL the other night about Granholm… the witch whose currently governor of our state.  She’s about as nasty and slimy as they come, too, I might add.  MiL wanted to know why I didn’t like Granholm… and my first statement was, “She wants to monitor and regulate home education”.  MiL’s eyes got wide and she said, “I think it’s a good thing to monitor homeschoolers!”  And I had to refrain from spitting on the floor at that.  Spoken like a truly ignorant non-homeschooler.


    I DO NOT think home educators should have to abide by rules, regulations, and be reviewed by the State.  EVER.  Why?  The reasons are three-fold:


    1 – The state has to prove to me that they can handle the public school systems before they put their SLIMY hands on my home education program.  Their incompetence, lack of funding, materials, logic, and the very fact that our state education is one of the LOWEST in the country – a country that isn’t all that high globally, I might add – tells me that they have enough to work on WITHOUT nosing into my own schooling, thankyouverymuch.  If your neighbor’s house is a pigsty, do you want them coming over and messing around in your home?  Hell, no.  Get your shit together first, THEN we’ll talk.


    2 – Everyone says that there should be monitoring because of those ‘poor kids’ who’s parents aren’t getting the job done.  Think about this logically for a moment.  If I weren’t interested in providing my kids with an education, would I keep them home…?… Or would I sent them off on a bus and get them the HECK out of my hair?  Have you ever had a 5 year old all day?  There *is* no peace.  There is constant interruption from *my* projects and goals.  If  a parent didn’t want to do the job, there’s a big state-funded babysitter called “public school”.  And the house would be quiet, the kids would be out of their hair, and they could even have a part time OR full time job and make a little money, too!  So this BULLcrap about those ‘poor kids’… they’re fictional, at the most a smaller-than-a-sliver percentage – smaller than the percent of kids slipping thru the cracks in PS.  The fact is, parents who don’t want to school, don’t.  Parents who keep their kids home, aren’t doing it to punish themselves.  Use your head.


    Home Educators HAVE to have an agenda.  And the only viable agenda is to oversee the child’s education themselves.  And if that person is concerned enough with the educational wellfare of their child, they are going to seek help from Homeschool groups, e-lists, written educational materials, and the like.  The amount of information and support out there is phenomenal.  The State could never match it… or even compare.  And there’s nothing more inspiring than personal experience shared in order to assist with difficulties, give ideas, and encourage. 


    3 – The State has no business interfering in the home decisions of the parent.  Education is the responsibility of the parent first and foremost.  You don’t see the state coming into the home and potty training your child, making sure you’ve taught them how to eat with a spoon, drink from a big-kid cup, how to say ‘please’ and ‘thank you’, how to walk… education is the God-given job of the parent.  The State needs to butt out… or the monitoring of education becomes the first step to a police state – where we have to report how much toilet paper we use, which church we attend and what theology we’re raising our children to believe, how many relatives we visit, etc.  Stuff they have NO RIGHT to monitor.  They have enough problems with homeland security, state funding for economic development, and hundreds of other issues that are FAR more pressing than sticking their noses in my back door.


    I know this sounds kind of pricky, to say the least.  But I *KNOW* that what I do with Lydia – the Ambleside-Based Curriculum – is WAY MORE than she would EVER get in a public school.  I know that I am doing my best with her, and that she is way ahead of the public school that she would’ve been stuck in.  N’s son goes there and because of funding, they only have school two days a week, at a ratio of 25 kids to 1 teacher.  You TELL ME how that could EVER compare to the one-on one (or even three to one!) that I can do – five days a week! – here in my own home.  There’s NO comparison.  They can’t beat it.  So why should something INFERIOR be monitoring me?!  It should be the other way around – the PARENTS monitoring the public schools!  If they actually did – if they actually gave a crap – you’d find a TON more people home educating.  ((Well, maybe not – people are selfish…))  I just feel the whole thing is completely backwards and ridiculous.  Don’t think I’m letting you in my house to mess with my organization when you’re a state-wide disaster.


    And as Tammy Tyree says, “That’s all I reckon I’ve got to say on the subject.”