Back in the Day

I find it so crazy today that the government runs our lives.  CPS dictates how we raise our children, The local government tells us what we can do with the property we own, The state government generally tells us when a perfectly good car is ready to retire.  There are so many instances that it is astonishing.

I was at the library the other day and noticed a desk full of advertising.  When I went to see what it was i immediately got mad.  And I am thinking well our tax dollars really are at work. There were also many adoption flyers.  Then I overheard a lady talking about the schools having a CPS worker on staff  in every school.  Now yes in some instances this is good.  There are legitimate abused children, true physical abuse.  Today it does not even have to be physical.  It can be screaming at them, It can be playing and saying something like you are a nut case, all the child has to say is yea they said it.  And boom the kids are taken and placed in foster care.  And generally adopted out.
The state wins because they get BIG tax dollars for every child they place in foster care, with people who are paid by the government to babysit the kids.  Then there are adoption incentives.  Big money again, to get these kids adopted.  The government in ever state in the US  is making so much money off the lives of children.  Off of hurting families.  It is legalized child trafficking.  

Now lets talk about the effect on the children.  A child is raised with the parents who bore them.   Good or bad they are loved and they know this.  They have everything they need.  Maybe not everything they want.  But hey.  The house is not spotless, the kids are fed and bathed, they have friends and a routine.  Then the CPS worker at the school takes the children from the school.  You are devastated.  If you ever are to see your children again you you are to go to counseling where you are told from the begining the children will be adopted out. That you will never see them again. And the spiral down begins.  You are given a PSYC EVAL, and mandatory drug tests, even though you have never had a dirty test.   You are not allowed to contact the children or even tell them bye.  You never see your children again.  And why?  Because the state is to concerned with making money.  Not fixing anything that could possibly be wrong. And this is all done in THE BEST INTEREST OF THE STATE.  Not the Child.

The child/children now have disabilities they have never had.  (Can't get federal funding for the state without a problem.)  They are then drugged into submission.  By the state paid physicians who are treating them for this new problem.  The child is so devastated.  A whole family has been wiped from their lives.  No more Grandma, grandpa, aunts , uncles, cousins, but most important no mom or dad.  And they don't know why.  But this new pill will make you forget your parents and family. 

Now on to adoption.  The adoptees and the agency who adopts  the child out are paid huge funds to adopt children in state care.  Why because all these children are in need of a home.  Most of the time they are put in worse situation than they were in.  But hey money was made and that makes it OK.

I encourage parents to Home School their children get them all out of the public hands.  You have control at home.  The constitution guarantees that.  At school you will never see them again once they are gone.

When mine were little, I abused them every chance I got.  I whipped their ass when they needed it.   I let them ride in the back of a truck, swam in a lake, played outside unsupervised, walked to the store by themselves, took whiskey, peppermint and lemon for a cough, drink from a water hose, oh and rode in the back window of a car,  did not wear a seat belt or sit in a booster seat.  Sat in the car while I went in to pay a bill.  OH Yea and I really commited the worst offense of all.  I did not give my children cell phones or cable.  they had to entertain themselves.  The concept today is to put no stress on the child.  Don't correct them don't whip them , don't let them do anything that will make them a free thinker or show them they can solve a problem.  Instead the children today stand up to their parents and say go ahead and i will call CPS.    And the parent cowers.  The child has won. Or the child ends up thinking their parents don't love them because they do nothing.
This societal mess has made thugs out of the children.  Children have no thought process or ability to even count. But they are passing in school.  While the parent takes the blame for the mess the government has made.  Please if you get nothing else out of this contact your home school agency and home school your kids.  It only takes a couple of ours a day not all day.  And yuou can even have someone else do it or get lessons online. 
Stop the process of Dumbing Down America. Show you are in control of your children.  Don't let the state make money off your kids.

Waking up after life has started racing by

  I have reached a point in my life where finishing some unfinished business has become more important than having fun.    Finishing some of this stuff has a high price though.   However  in the spirit of "cleaning up my life." I have decided that there is a twofold process that i must endure to accomplish two tasks.

 First, I have spent many years collecting tons of fabric that i have absolutely no idea what to do with. And some of it I cannot imagine why it even came home with me.  Maybe my taste has changed.

 Second I have to pay for college.  I am five classes from finishing my associates degree. And I start the summer semester in two weeks.  Without a job.  Now this is not much to someone .  But to me it is a very awesome thing.  Not many people know why.  But i will keep that to myself for now. I want to graduate in the spring.

So my goal is to sell as much fabric, that i don't love, and can bear to part with.  I have spent the last two days going through, sorting and measuring.  Then taking pics and listing.  I am making a dent in my stash and hopefully lining my college account.  I so far, once the people pay, have almost half of one class funded.  I am so excited.  And that is just one day.  I am feeling this huge relief from all the decluttering.

Wish me luck.

Having Fun

  Sometimes you just have to be a good sport and cut loose.
  In today's rush rush, hurry hurry society we find ourselves at times wishing for a few moments.  A few moments where we don't have to worry with bills, kids, phones, or the ever growing to do list.  A moment where its all about loosening the chains we have created for our selves.  Letting go of the day to day stresses and transforming ourselves into a new character even if for a brief period.
  We tend to lose who we really are when what everyone else wants, becomes more important than ourselves.  When their problems become ours because we feel the need and make a choice to become involved in their crisis without even thinking about ourselves.
    I have been working on myself for a couple of months now.  When i can't get other peoples drama or business out of my head.  I sit back in a chair, close my eyes and picture a room with a trap door in it.  Then i picture that person or thing, then i picture myself opening the trap door, tossing them out and closing the door.  ( Looking down my trap, it is dark and makes this really loud sucking sound. I love this sound.)
Now you have to look around that room and make sure nothing is lurking and if there is get rid of it also.
  Now go have some fun.  Get a silly hat or wig.  Wear something that would mortify your family.  Just whatever you do enjoy it. 

Until next time Have a wonderful day.

Ghost Hunting

Yesterday up until 1:30 this morning, I was visiting with a group known as Arkansas Ghost Hunters.
http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=113395812031163&v=photos#!/group.php?gid=113395812031163&v=wall

It was a great evening, very relaxed. Their style is prove it. And I like that.


Now I did learn that smoke is just that usually.  ( I will give you three guess what this is, the first two don't count.)

And Orbs are often times dust. (This was riding on the back of the vehicle on a dirt road.)

 Then there is the unexplained.  The photo below was taken at Rosemont.  However since the mind can play tricks and i need proof.  I will reserve my opinion until i have more people look at it.  And if I can get a taker we will be going back to see if we can recreate the event.

Another reason not to commit to what you think you see, until it is investigated.  I can now explain the light on the right.  I went back during dusk.  Turns out there was a water tower that blinked.  I happen to have caught it blinking in the first picture.

Then there is the blue orb like object at  Mt Olive

There are several pics that are different but we will see what the team says.  This is at Rosemont.

 This just looks strange.  It was dark and I don't know what would have been reflective or lit up on this headstone at Mt. Olive.






At any rate the only thing that scared me was a unknown type of large cat screaming in the distance.  That was bone chilling.  But i got over it soon enough.  Until next time.

When you are Happy

A few years ago I was fearless.  It was nothing for me to be on the roof trying to cut limbs from the big oak tree that hangs over the roof of our home.  I was ok with this though,  because I had always had to play the mommy and daddy role in my life.
Anyway, one day I was up on the roof working on the vents.  I saw my friend the mailman coming up the road.  He was a kind man who was about to retire so I really wanted him to know how much I appreciated him for his years of service..  As he pulled up at our home.  I waved and and said hello, where I thought I was, I have no clue.  I walked right off the roof and fell smack dab at his feet.  He was so worried about me. And of course I was stunned and mortified.  Who walks right off a 15 ft roof.  I sure gave him something to remember me by.  And, I will never forget it either. 


               

Life in the Moment

There is nothing funnier than watching the " babies" play.  You don't usually think about the fact that dogs or cats for that matter.  Do not have hands to play tag or catch.  Instead everything they do is with their mouths.   These two on this day were so dang cute.  The one on the right is about half the size of the other one.  Even though they are the same age.  Faith the little one would run and attack Carmin.
It brought back memories of when we brought faith home.  She would just clamp onto Carmin's jawl and go for a ride.  Carmin would run to get away but Faith would not let go.