Unexcceptable

I went to the store and there was an older lady with her husband or boyfriend (not sure) and she had a tank top on that had the deep cut outs on the sides. Like the ones guys wear for working out in but even more extreme. Yah... You could totally see way to much of her bra. As in WAY to much information was being showed about her.

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I don't know about you, but that is just a little bit unacceptable. I am such a prude I guess. It wasn't even a pretty bra. It was like one that you had for maybe 20 years type bra that was clearly clearly lacking in support fibers. I don't really even want to see much of a pretty bra either.

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What do you find unacceptable? White pants in the fall maybe or high heels at scout camp. Keep it clean. Bra was pushing it for me :)

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Sun

I felt heart wrenched when I read the Nie Nie had to avoid the sun for 2 years. It's an itsy bitsy part to what I can relate to what is going on with her. Her situation is like an eye opener to every aspect of our lives. Nothing to be left for granted. Only she knowing her full challenges.

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The sun is truly a gift though. It might not seem like it on those scorcher days. Slathering on the blockage to protect us from it's harmful rays. (ha - rhyme :) But those rays give life and warmth and food and light and vitamins. I can't partake the fullness of it like I use too, but I can spend time with it in the mornings and evenings and enjoy the rays and life it gives to my home inside.

When I lived in Utah for a bit, the winter had decided to block the sun for close to 2 months. Suicides increased, depression set itself upon a lot of people, and the world didn't seem as happy. That was over 30 years ago, and I still remember - my time without the sun.

Today - as corny as this may sound, I want to thank God for his gift of the Sun. A thought just came. He really has 2. The Sun for His Earth, and His Son for mankind. So I guess when I just now think about it, I might not be able to partake fully of His Sun, I can still partake fully of His Son.

That gives me sunshine in my soul. Hey - I love to post as thoughts come. So to Nie Nie, there can always be a sunny spot in our lives :) Hugs to you and your family...(via etsy)

Memory is precious

Is anyone else loosing their memory? I swear I can even forget a question I am about to ask somebody. So embarrassing.

Up up and away

What would you want for your birthday?

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Tomorrow is Caitlyn's birthday. My son booked a ride out of Portland, OR for Caitlyn and him, to go up up up in a hot air balloon. They will go over Mount St. Helens, Columbia Gorge area, Mount Hood I think he said, and then land and have dinner prepared for the 2 of them.

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Now that is not full of HOT air. That is just plain HOT.... Way to go Eddie and Happy Happy Birthday to my sweet almost new family member.

Caitlyn

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C - cutie pie/ A - always cheerful/ I - insanely great to Mattie/ T - terrific basketball player/ L - loves my son and us I think/ Y - young and yet a great example/ N - notorious laugh (we love it)

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I hope this post has uplifted you all - xxoo

Parental Rights update

The time is drawing near. There is 105 co-sponsors now. Go here for a reminder and to sign the petition. Rights are at stake for you as a parent or grandparent etc.. Keep our kids safe by letting us remain in charge of them. Thanks for watching.

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Faith Like Potatoes

Caitlyn and I watched a movie that we both really enjoyed. We didn't know what to expect, but we were both teary eyed. True story based on a change of heart and then great faith and miracles.

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PG rating for anger issues mostly. It is a little hard to understand their Irish accent and there is a few subtitles for the African language.

Speaking of potatoes. How do you like yours - baked, french fried, pan fried, tator totted, potato cakes, mashed, twice baked, chips, hashbrown, corn hash, grilled, raw (eww.. potatoes are the worst raw), potato salad, boiled, stk. fried, kabobs, potato soup, Au gratin, gnocchi, roasted, skins on, scalloped or casserole? I can't think of anymore except the Idaho Spud candy bar.

Last time I had one of these candy bars was when we went to Preston, ID to see where Napoleon Dynamite was filmed. I posted about that here. Oh good times. Gosh.

Read the Bills

Isn't it a sad day when we have to make a petition to our country's Representatives, to read the bills before they sign them. Now it's just good ole common sense to read something.

I am SO excited about this rule that is being put into place. This last bill (Cap and Trade) that went through the house, was not available for them to even read. Then more pages were added to it in the wee hours right before it came up to be voted on. It is just not good policy for how decisions should be made.

They need 15,000 signatures on this petition. Just this morning, 12,000 names have been signed. If you tweet - tweet about it, if you facebook - face it, and if you blog - blog it and so on. I was so excited to already receive an email from them because we tried hard to get the word out in Tweeterville. So exciting.

You can sign here, at ReadTheBill.org.

Do we ever tell the kids not to read to study for a test and don"t we have to study to get our license. Seriously, it is time our DC people read the bills before they vote. Booyah....(comments off)

Smudges of life

So yesterday morning had gusty winds in our town.

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So I take Mattie and her friend to tennis, and I decide to go and read at a nearby cafe during their lessons. I park my car and then opened the door, and a gush of wind takes my door and flairs it opened and I smudged some paint off of the vehicle next to me. Tiny white smudge with no dent. Whew...

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Some guy who had been smoking outside, comes over and stands there and stares at me and the car for about 2 minutes, memorizes my license plate, then goes into the cafe. So I waited in my car for 45 minutes until the owner came and I proceeded to show her what had happened. It was 2 really nice ladies and they laughed and said - that is nothing.

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I even started to cry a little when I was talking to them, because that guy really shook me up for some reason. I didn't tell them about the guy, but I am sure he was staring out the cafe window the whole time.

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I bet no one except for me, has waited in the car for that long to show a white little smudge.