Wednesday, November 30, 2016

January 20

I wish we had elected someone I was excited to go see in D.C. on Inauguration Day.

Since I live here and all.

I might feel embarrassed to go and document the occasion. I feel torn.

Would you?

Thursday, November 17, 2016

Stop Stop Stop

This one has recently been making the rounds on Facebook:

The text someone posts goes something (or exactly) like this:

       Christmas is coming and we've started a fun gift exchange to get into the holiday spirit! I'm super excited to try this out. No matter where you live - you are welcome to join! I am looking for 6 (or more) ladies of any age to participate in this secret sister gift exchange. You only have to buy ONE gift valued at $10 or more; send it to one secret sister and you will receive 36 gifts in return! Comment below if you're interested!

First.

This is dumb. If it sounds too good to be true, it probably is. It's not sustainable under the idea that you give 1 and get 36 in return.

Second.

This is illegal. Pyramid scheme, anyone? Here's the law.

This is not unique to the secret sister/santa. The last year saw a huge outpouring of book exchange scams on Facebook, and I remember getting stuff like this in the mail years ago. It's nothing new, but it's still a SCAM.

Here are some things I've seen people write in favor of this book or gift exchange:

But it's fun.

So is gambling. So is drag racing. Both are illegal in many situations.

So what if I don't get 36 gifts/books back? I'm just doing it to put a smile on someone's face by sending them a gift.

Okay, then send a gift to someone you know. Or to a random person. Get a pen pal. Donate to Toys for Tots. Make treats and take them to your neighbors and be friendly. Leave a friendly note on someone's car. Clean your church building. Clean up your neighborhood streets. Do your dishes. Smile at your cashier and thank him/her for being who they are. Pay someone's parking meter. Visit a retirement home and offer your vocal talents.

And you know what, if you really really REALLY REALLY want to participate, at least don't broadcast it on your Facebook profile. Because it's illegal.

Don't believe me?

All these other people want to tell you, too:

Here.
Here.
Here.
Here.
Here.

I could keep going, but please just trust me on this one.

Some people want to leave Facebook over the election; I want to leave because of these stupid posts.

Wednesday, November 9, 2016

Galations 6:9

I did not vote for Hillary Clinton, nor did I hope she would become president. Neither did I hope Donald Trump would win the presidency, and I did not vote for him. It was a complicated emotion of a night.

I want a female president one day, preferably in my lifetime, even more preferably while my kid(s) are still young. I would like a female president to be elected without her family member/spouse having first been president, and without first being a HUGE career politician.

That being said, I cried a little watching Clinton give her concession speech. I only caught the last minute or two, but seeing the young girls in the audience, and listening to what Clinton said got me going. For a moment I saw the true emotion on her face of what potential was lost for the time being. That would have been historic to have our first female president.

Tuesday, November 8, 2016

Breaking My Heart

Sunday evening, Claire told me for the first time that she loves me.

She's a great talker, and will repeat virtually anything I say, except for the words "I love you." Until Sunday. And she hasn't it since. But I got it!

Then that night as I put her to bed, she asked to pray. I prayed with her, and she got really upset. I figured out that she wanted to pray. And then she said her first prayer, with me. So sweet.

Then this morning, I found her playing with her nightlight in the outlet. She didn't want to, but when I told her to give it to me, she complied. I asked her to give me a hug and told her how happy and proud I was that she chose to obey even when she didn't want to. She hugged me, then looked up at me, smiled really big and said, "Mommy, you're my best friend".

Kind of makes up for all the times when she's screaming and throwing a tantrum and coloring her face with my lip paint.

I Voted Today

I always get emotional when I get near my polling place and enter to vote. Kind of ridiculous, but it happens. It even happened today when I had no happy thoughts about who is probably going to win the election. Because both "probablies" are hard for me to envision as the POTUS.

This year I voted at a local United Methodist church.

On the outdoor marquee in front of the road, the tiles were arranged to say "No matter who is President, God is King."

So true. I'm glad I got to see that before I went in and cast my vote, and again on my way home.