As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter
I would like to officially come out for Donald Trump..........wait that sounds like I am queer or something, as I am Christian normal, but I agree with Donald Trump shutting down the government, but not for that border wall, but for what I just discovered in the IRS is not being paid in mass, so that means that mistake in taxes I just paid, will not be processed on the penalties or interest until the government starts paying employees again.
So for this poor orphan girls sake Mr. President, keep the government shut down at least for two more years as I think the limitations run out by then, as I would appreciate that as I paid the taxes, and it seems unfair to nail me on penalties and interest, when I am the one who was honest and it was a mistake because my tax gal's attention was on her dying husband and I was diverted on the mother issue which ended in her death.
Look, the way I see it, Americans are paying record taxes. So they are paying their taxes anyway, so why not just tell the IRS agents they don't have to come into work and get like their wages and not have to do that other stuff.
JV sent me this nice note today.
LC, I am sorry for the loss of your Mother (and not writing sooner). Thank you for your example of unselfish service, sacrifice, care and love. May the Father richly bless you and TL with abundance in the New Year. JV
I don't know if God thinks I am such an unselfish, sacrificial, caring and loving person. I still like most children who go through this am still feeling pangs of things, regrets, guilt, even if I did everything Christian I could to do things right by the Holy Ghost. I still was human and still said and did things necessary.
My last half hour with my mother was chewing her out about things. It was the only motivation she would respond to in I was trying to get her independent again.
It is not much of a day when it ends with your parent clutching your arm, telling you she thinks she is going to pass out, and I have to be the EMT telling her to breathe through it and to stay with me.
For a petite thing she was real dead weight at 100 pound. I about went on my ass twice trying to lift her over to a box trap I had by the mailbox to sit her up. She was quite the lead ass as I see she bowed the wires sitting there.
For all of what things orphan girls are, my heart goes out to the Viking and if you have a spare prayer, I would that you would say a few lines for him. He is caring for his Mom who had that medical procedure which went wrong and her mind is still fuzzy. He has to work and his job in February is requiring something earlier. I would have thought that in holier than thou Minnesota that there was some kind of family protection thing, but it is like I told God when it all began for me in it was a rock and rock place for me
The Viking's Mom is a darling. She watches the birds in the morning and tells him that he make the best oatmeal for him. His wife is remarkable woman which I have written of here. She gets the toilet duties like I was dealing with.
His Mom gave the kids money for Christmas as she said what was she going to do with it. The Viking always being thoughtful donated some here. It makes me cry at things like that as he has so much going on and yet he takes time to think of others.
He waxes poetic in mentioned a mouse he has in his garage which will not find the way out. He said it moves around and he makes his presence known and it scurries away. He said he feels allot like that mouse now and I know how he feels in having gone through this These are things that children should not have to go through, and yet that is what children do, because the deadbeats are off abandoning their parents.
It is like my sisters and their husbands who fled the scene to not pay for their share of that 7000 for mom's funeral. The one who forgave me for my sins and said then I had to forgive her, was busy tormenting mom this past year in "I am here babysitting with my grandchildren". That was a taunt to draw mom out to talk to her in using the kids as bait.
It was funny in I learned those kids punched holes in the basement walls and almost put my sister and her husband in the grave. They both looked like hell, so what could be more Godly than a taunt turned into a torment of that horrid person.
Then there was the prick bro in law with the other sister, who made sure he glad handed the mortician to put on show of asking if he could do something. I wanted to tell him, "Let me kick your ass down this hole and we can bury both mom and you and accomplish something positive today." I did not think of that until later as the Holy Ghost apparently decided my punching this guy would not have been good for my reputation.
He looks puffy and old. I was telling God that what would be more fitting than the people here and on the blog whose evil helped murder mom, should have her end. Well the part about heart trouble, water bloated legs, but of course they have the money, so they can linger on long enough for their foot parts to go septic and have to be chopped off. I would appreciate that in knowing these murderers would be cemented to bed sores, and having body parts chopped off as their greedy children sleep in their beds........well in laws as the way I measure their spouses those four will be in the geezer prison the first sign of a hangnail.
As you can see I am still angry over things, that money thing with our weather and having people I thought were descent were just like the rest has been more of an education than I was ready for. I have been getting enough Bible verses from the Holy Ghost to believe things are coming due in none of these people on and off the blog are going to get away with it. The reckoning is coming due on a wide swath.
It has just been hard as I have a problem with cold miserable weather which is what we have been having in two blizzards. My corn flakes rooster who was so pretty this summer, lost a leg by a string wrapping around it which I did not catch in being overwhelmed and he died last night with a full crop, as it was his time. It is sort of reminder of the mother's end and God being in charge. I will do better emotionally by next week when it warms up, the cattle are fed and we get our heat paid for as that damned HAARP sucks fuel like a crack whore snorts a bong.
For all the words here, I really am a recluse of a person. I do not like talking to people, doing business or being in public. Every word typed here is a struggle really, in I am in a panic as I am extremely shy, and empath and the way I handle all of it is acting like it is not really happening. It is sort of like sticking my hand i in a fire and pretending I am not suffering the consequences. My comfort zone is animals not people.
I should close this dirge out as for some reason the hinge on this computer let loose and I have been trying to get the other one up and running. Was up until 2 AM last night in trying to get Firefox downloaded as kept giving me an error, and the reason I needed a newer version of Firefox is the old version would not download YesScript which blocks java script, which if I do not have that, I can't get any pages to load. Lot's of frustration and as I told TL today on errands before the storm, "I don't think you like me sometimes like last night, but you don't say it". TL said, "I think you think the same thing sometimes, but you don't say it either". We laughed as it is just the stress of months or years of this pressure cooker.
We both trust that God will work things out for the best. It is just more than what a kid should have to handle. I know that no one else could have or would have done what we did in our situation.
May God bless those who proved they are Christs in their genuine kindness to us. For the others they will know what they have done when it happens to them. The mouse will be on the other foot.
Nuff Said
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