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It's really not all that bad for me right now.  But I can no longer lift over 20 pounds on a regular basis, ever again.  Which really doesn't sound like a big deal, until you consider that two milk jugs and a purse put me over the limit.

That means someone always has to help me with shopping if I'm to get things home and put away before frozens melt and refrigerated stuff isn't very cold any more.  And considering that there are eight people in my family and I buy lots of stuff, someone big has to come along and push the cart while I walk about the store uselessly and direct him to pick up the stuff I want.

And my new limits mean someone always has to lift the vacuum and move the furniture about every week.

And when I unpack this year's summer clothes and put the winter ones away, someone has to get down each and every stupid bag for me.

Now when I go through boxes of school books, someone must be on hand to help with each. and every. stupid. box.  No more getting …

Happy Easter!

Meeting People in Heaven.

Do you believe in it?

Recently a beloved older man from the chess club passed away.  Emperor, Elf, and G were very sad to learn of this. "Poor Bill," Emperor kept saying.  I told him that the people I felt sorry for were his family.  Because Bill was a Christian and I know he is in a better place now with Bobby Fischer.

Patrick snorted.  "Not Bobby Fischer," he said raising one eyebrow.  "I'm thinking Bobby Fischer is somewhere else."

I dunno.  But I'm not the only one who thinks of all the people we'll meet in heaven. Here's an obituary about how a loved one is with "with our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ and Dale Earnhardt."

Elf Update

I haven't blogged about Elf in a while, so I thought I'd give an update.

Elf is in seventh grade and is doing pretty well in most of his classes.  He is extremely disorganized and doesn't always understand social cues very well, so he has an IEP.  That means he meets with other children who also have difficulty with social cues and they brainstorm answers to "What would you do if" questions.  (Hilarity ensues.  But it's guided hilarity at least, I suppose.) 

He also has a little extra help organizing his school binder and that sort of thing.  This spring break he's been working on all the science projects he "forgot" about over the last several weeks.  Though in all honesty, it hasn't been much of a spring break.  Really mostly I've been lying around and recovering and Elf and the gang have been watching too much tv, playing games (the older children learnt Rummy) and hanging out together.

Elf has also come occasionally to chess, but the…

Midwest Junior Championship

Why Not Common Core?

Looking for a concise way to tell friends why you oppose Common Core? Tell them, ObamaCore is a national education system designed to meet the demands of the federal government not the dreams of the child. What is tested is what is taught. What is taught is what is thought. America's foundation is built on freedom not conformity. -- Spunky Homeschool

Religious Freedom in Every Sphere

A Guest Post by Daja Gombojav.

Below is a letter I wrote on behalf of my dear friend and midwife, Brenda, who was arrested for exercising her faith as it applies to childbirth.  She has always felt it was her calling to assist women in birth.  She's a Traditional Christian (unlicensed) midwife, a fact that she has never hid.  In fact, she has openly advertised that fact, because there are those of us out there who are looking for just that--independent, religious centered birth on our own terms.  

We also started a petition on Brenda's behalf.  Even if home birth is not your thing, please sign it.  Even if you are not a Christian, please sign it.  At its core, it's not about home birth or theology.  It's about the essential right we all have to decide what we believe and how that is best lived out.  That is the right and responsibility of every individual (our "inalienable rights") and should not be infringed upon by the government.

Good Heavens, It's Contagious!

Autism is now a 1 in 50 disorder!  Run for the hills! 

I mean, now it's two percent of the whole population.  What's going to happen when it becomes three or four percent of the population?  Will society collapse?  Or will we just have too many engineers?  Ay yi yi!

A friend noted they always come out with these alarming statistics right before those stupid "light it up blue" months.  You know.  Because Autism Speaks working for a "cure" is really working right now and they need more money, right?


So anyway.  Two percent of the population.  Maybe they are coming for you next.  I've comprised a handy checklist of autism symptoms which will hopefully ease your mind that you do not have this fatal disease.

1.  Do you like Pokemon?  I mean a lot.  Like obsess about it.

2.  Or Star Wars?  Or Star Trek?  Or Minecraft?

3.  Doctor Who.  If you're too into this and can identify all the doctors, it's all over for you.

4.  Are you an introvert?

5.  D…

How to Raise a Hellion

First, make sure the kid has no father whatsoever.  Next, impose absolutely zero consequences for misbehaviour.  Start young, because it takes time to build a bratty attitude.  Children naturally gravitate toward being civilized people who want to socialize amicably with adults.  Reward their selfish side, and you might be able to bypass this tendency.

Another thing it's important to do is just be a plain old bad person.  Have lots of cigarettes and drugs around in the house.  Be lazy.  Also, be stupid.

I gleaned all that from the comments section of a story about a local ten-year-old who stole a van after he was caught smoking.  Missing is a comment online last night (and the responses to it) about how the baby mama should have gotten an abortion and saved society the trouble of this fatherless brat.  The comments that remain here and on kctv5's facebook page still indicate, though, that if you want to prevent your child from becoming a hellion, all you have to do is provide …


Apparently it is the new thing to do.  Throw gallons of juice or milk around so that they break and then pretend to fall down in it.  There are several videos of this type online and it isn't little old ladies doing it; it's young guys.  They seem to have some sort of contest going for "most outrageously unbelieveable accident."

Four-Year-Old Truants

"This isn't about being forced to go," claims a self-proclaimed attendance expert. "It's, do you want your child to succeed?"

Four-year-olds have some of the highest truancy rates going.  This horrible "chronic absenteeism" affects lower-income students more because their families don't have the "resources" to make up for missed time in the classroom.

Because yeah.  These parents don't know their letter sounds and their numbers from 1 to 20 and couldn't possibly have the brains to, you know, teach them to their children during their daily lives.

"Truancy" is something that needs to be addressed with tougher laws, according to the article.  "It's a problem that needs to be addressed, experts say, especially after President Barack Obama's recent proposal to expand funding of voluntary public prekindergarten... he envisions it as a way to close the achievement gap for poor and minority students, improve…

Boldly Go... Retire.

George Takei and Patty Duke are now advertising for the Social Security Administration.  They encourage you to BOLDLY go and collect your cashola!  I guess they didn't have the budget to get Shatner to pose in his red velour.  Cutbacks, ya know.

File Under "What a Surprise!"

Homeschooled children get more sleep than children who attend public school.  This is why they generally are better able to learn during the day.  It has nothing whatsoever to do with the good organization of the home, or the use of a curriculum package that has been specifically chosen to reflect the academic level of the child.

Apparently you can send your child to public school and still make up for the hour and a half of extra sleep homeschoolers get per night by just taking all electronic devices out of your kid's room and being "consistent" about bedtime routines.  Because yeah.  Public schools never schedule parent-teacher conferences or sporting events in such a way that it would encroach on a consistent bedtime routine.

Ok, seriously?  This whole article is a big ol' stereotype.  So happens my homeschooler wants to get up at the crack of dawn and get his work done.  He is up and working a full two hours before the public school he would have attended even be…

*Burp!* Drink Up!

The patently unconstitutional law limiting the size of soft drink sales in some businesses was struck down by the New York Supreme Court recently.  Finally, someone with some sense is talking.

I'm not saying it's a great and healthy thing to drink an entire two-liter of pop with your meal.  But how do you know whether the customer is sharing it?  I mean, people have been known to leave restaurants with 20 pizzas, but there's no law against that.  Not to mention that some of us don't drink pop, but when we indulge, we have a whole big bunch of it and then we're happy for a good long while.

Just stay out of it, willya?  I love this idea of "keep e-coli out of my food," and appreciate the work regulators and food safety people do along that line of thought.  We actually need more funding for those unsung heroes who save lives we don't even know have been saved.  But let's stick with the immediate danger, not the "it might maybe kill you in 20 ye…

Congrats to Emperor!

Emperor played in the Missouri 2013 State Scholastic Championship Tournament in Jefferson City this weekend.  He won four out of six rounds, lost to the top state player and then drew the young man who came in second.  He is shown here in his St. Joseph team shirt and he's holding his tenth place trophy and the team plaque.  St. Joseph's fifth grade and under team finished fourth in the state.

News Roundup!

Apparently a new trend amongst young men is eating ghost peppers.  One crazy kid made a video about it, even.  Have you eaten ghost peppers?  If so, whhhyyy?


I saw about 30 seconds of the "We Saw Your Boobs" song.  It was 30 seconds too many.  But really?  If you are taking off your shirt for big cash on film, are you really gonna act all surprised when some puerile boy giggles about boobies?   What really kills me is reading all the feminist websites.  They're whining that because some of the boobie scenes alluded to involve rape depictions, that the guy must be a phallocentric something something and bla bla angry bla.  (I'm paraphrasing here.)

Because yeah.  Getting paid lots of money to strip and act out a rape is an ok thing to do, but tittering about boobies (!) is not.

Everybody please put your shirt on and act like a grownup.  Thank youuuu.


Violence in the streets of Tunisia because of... the Harlem Shake.  Wow.  I know some Christians can be a bit nutt…

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