Whacked-Out Logic

Warning: This post is in NO way holiday-related. I'm still completely in holiday mode, but right now? Just stoopid.

And on to our topic.

For the past couple of years, Fritos have made me feel yucky. If I eat them, that is. Not miraculously from the grocery shelf or anything. So even though I love, love, love the Frito food group, I stay away from it most of the time. Frito pie (with chili) is okay in moderation, but just a bowl of Fritos? Oh No Ma'am. Unless I want to take to my bed with the yucks.

Do you think it has something to do with the Crohn's?

Anyway.

Today I woke up feeling crappy. I think it's a Christmas hangover or Wii overload or something. I've spent the day sitting in the bed watching DVR'd Christmas movies and supervising children. I did get up to cook lunch, but then straight back to my bedroom when it was over. I ate a half piece of pecan pie while they ate quesadillas and/or pasta with sauce.

Yum. Remind me to tell you sometime about the pecan pie wars in my family. (Not pie throwing, oh no. Pie cooking.)

So anyway, what about the Fritos, Lori? Oh yeah. So I decided that since I feel like crap anyway, I'd indulge myself and eat a bowl of Fritos. I mean, I'm already in bed, right? What's a little Frito hangover gonna change?

How's that for logical?

I am clearly a lunatic.

Just my very, very favorite Christmas movie

Happy Christmas Eve Eve

Hey, is your Christmas week going well? Ours is pretty great, even though I forgot I was supposed to babysit today. YIKES! Thank goodness my friend texted me last night to remind me.

Have I told you that Big Daddy's birthday is December 25? Yeah, so when he was a kid? Not so great. Now, however? Dude cleans up. CASHES IN. Rakes in the loot as well. People feel sorry for him, so he gets birthday gifts from ABSOLUTELY EVERYONE. Even my brother who hasn't bought me a Christmas gift in like 5 years.

It's okay, though. Seriously. It's fun spoiling him for a couple of weeks every year. This year he's gotten humpteen pair of new shoes, and a little old 52" Sony Bravia. Spoiled, I tell ya.

What's going on in your little world today?

Shall we pray?

Last week I mentioned that I have a family member I'd like you to pray for. Today I'll tell you a little more about him.

My uncle can be very caring and giving, but if offended holds a grudge FOR EVER. If he feels he's been wronged, he hates the offender with a white hot heat. For a very long time. Years ago, my dad did something that hurt Uncle's feelings and Uncle ignored my dad for 20 years. Seriously. More recently, another uncle forgot to return a videotape and Uncle has called him a liar and a thief for almost 10 years.

It's so sad.

Uncle had a hard childhood, with a mother who abandoned him to be raised by his grandparents. So now if someone he loves or trusts disappoints him, it hurts him in such an awful way that his love turns right into hate.

I love my Uncle, and he is so good to Big Daddy, me and our girls. I just want him to be happy, and to have the freedom to forgive people.

So will you pray for him, please?

And if you have a family member (or even you!) that we can pray for, please leave your request in the comments or write a post at your blog and sign the Linky below.

Well, it seems that right now I can't get Mr. Linky to work, so just leave any prayer requests in the comments.

God bless us every one.

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Lifting one another...

Hey, y'all. It's the beginning of the weekend, and I'm just popping in to tell you that this Monday, December 15, will be the day I post my little prayer chain.

Go here to read about it, and check back in on Monday if you have any prayer requests you want to share with us, especially family members during this holiday season.

Shaving velcro

You know what drives me crazy?

Velcro.

Seriously, the crap that gets stuck in velcro? Just ugh. And also ick. And a little blech.

But. Because I'm a big freakin' freak, I love grabbin' a set of tweezers, just gettin' in there and pickin' out every little ick and blech.

Where's this coming from, you ask? I just got a pair of Scooter's tennis shoes out of the dryer and the velcro? Yeah, it needed a shave.

So I shaved it.

And even though I'm almost positive that NO one out there wants to know this, I felt compelled to write about it.

So there you have it.

Big freakin' freak.

Let's Pray!

This morning I was in the shower (I'm sure you needed to know that) doing my deep thinking, as is my custom. My mind wandered to a family member that I love and who has some issues with his attitude.

No, it's not Big Daddy.

And as I was praying for this family member I thought, HEY, wouldn't it great if the whole interweb world, or at least my little corner of it, could pray for Family Member? He's not ill with a life-threatening illness or homelessness or any of the biggies, but y'all? His emotional scars affect his day-to-day life in a sad way.

I was going to ask you to pray for Family Member, and then I wondered if you have a family member or friend who could use prayer, too, for needs big or small. You might have noticed that Christmas is coming up, so what better time to pray for our friends and family than Christmastime?

I may have 0 participants or 20, but I thought I'd open up a little prayer corner, right here at Queen of Dirty Laundry. I'll put up a linky thing in a couple of days, and give you a day's notice to get ready. And then we can all spend a morning or afternoon or midnight praying for each other.

There's no such thing as too much prayer support, right?

My muscle man.

So Big Daddy has begun working out at the gym every morning at 5:00 a.m., and I am so proud of him. I'm also envious that I don't get to go, because there's the whole issue of our children and supervision and that whole parenting thing.

Yeah, that's it. I'm not going because of the kids. Thank goodness I've got an excuse.

So Big Daddy is working out HARD, so hard that he's got blisters. Poor baby. Except. His blisters? One is on his heel, and the other one on his pinky toe.

Cracks me up.

Homeschool Musings

You know what? My Tinkerbell has SUCH a hard time with Math, and even after she finally grasps a concept, she doesn't really retain it. Here's the next day, same concept, it's like she's never heard of it before.

And I sit here and work hard to be patient. And I explain the concept to her 42 different ways, hoping that one of the ways will click with her. I use examples, I use manipulatives, I use stories. And she gets more and more frustrated, which makes it even more unlikely that she'll get it.

What's ironic is that if we close the lesson and move on, the next day it seems to be easier for her. I don't know if it just stews in her subconscious or what, but I approach the topic with dread, praying that God will give me the strength for another day of counting money or whatever it is. And she just BLOWS through it, like she's been doing it her whole life.

But here's the point I actually wanted to make. In those moments when I'm just not making sense to Tink, and she's certain that she's never gonna get it, I often wonder if I made the right choice in homeschooling her. And then I realize, there is NO WAY ON EARTH that a public school teacher would ever be able to spend the amount of time that I spend with one student, sticking with it as long as it takes.

What do they do over there in the public school, with a student who has this much trouble, IN SECOND GRADE? Well, she's actually doing 1st grade math, because she learned none of this in public school last year.

They would either send her to tutoring, or ask us to work with her at home. Which, HELLO, is what I'm doing right now. Okay, so I'm cool.

Please understand that I'm not knocking public schools in general, because while both of my girls had some HORRIBLE teachers over there, they also had a couple of wonderful teachers. And I went to public school and turned out just fabulous. As I'm sure you can tell.

I'm just thinking out loud over here.