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In a moment of great weakness (and boredom) I watched the courtin’ video. JFC! What is WRONG with that entire family?!??! The abnormally pitched voices sound like a mix of Scarlett O’Hare and helium. Jesauce, godly, praise the lord, blah, blah, blah. I simply cannot with that family.

Chef Andres and his World Central Kitchen have been set up in Asheville for at least the past 6 days working out of the facilities of Bear’s Smokehouse (proud to have a fellow Nutmegger joining Chef in his fantastic work)

Shock collars. Fundie blanket training for dogs.

The Coogan Law possibly covered Alana’s earnings from her appearances on Dancing With the Stars Junior and The Masked Singer, as both were filmed in California

Speaking of the J&K tinderbox house with a blocked rear exit, I live approximately 3.4 miles from the house in CT where the four young children burned to death last week. When the fire chief announced that the back door of the duplex had been blocked by a kitchen table, my thoughts went to those asses and their hutch. The stupidity of some people boggles my mind. I pity poor Gideon with those two as parents.

ETA Better yet, just keep one’s children off of reality tv.

Jim Bob Duggar is living proof why the Coogan Law should apply to child “performers” on reality tv. What a horrid human being.

Why and what would a 4 year old child even know about Nazis?

Phillip’s room makes me sad. All the furnishings look as though they were salvaged from a dirty dank basement. A brown tv tray. A brown folding chair. A desk resembling those found in a 1960s elementary school. Even the coverlet on his bed is worn and appears to have a hole in it. Hey Jillybean! You could have shown some enthusiasm for Phillip’s calling by God and hauled your selfish ass to Target or Walmart to help an excited Phillip frugally outfit his first dorm room like millions of young adults do each year. Your children are seemingly never allowed “normal” experiences or nice things. That poor boy.

BME just sucks as a mother and a human being. I will never understand why she treats her “blessings” as badly as she does. She cannot even be bothered to make the slightest effort. My mother made sure my brother and I even had birthday cakes delivered to us while we were 900 miles away at university. When our son started university (three degrees ago), my husband and I would make the four to five hour drive to celebrate with him. The year we were in China and couldn’t be with him, we sent him a cake from Milk Bar. This wasn’t effort. It was love.

Whatever happened to good old fashioned playing with one’s loose tooth with one’s own tongue and allowing said tooth to fall out organically. No pain, very little blood, and (even better) no tears.

Not defending the Rods by any means but one is never too old for an egg hunt. My neighbors hold two hunts every year, one for the younger nieces and nephews and a second one for the older teens and adults. It is absolutely hilarious to witness with everyone laughing and having the time of their lives. Our son turned 32 today (Easter Sunday) so my husband and I gave him his own egg hunt to celebrate since it was the first time since 1950 that Easter fell on April 9. An Easter birthday egg hunt just seemed appropriate. And yes, we were all greatly entertained and amused wandering around out property laughing for a good hour.

Should someone tell them the 12 days of Christmas is the period running from Christmas Day until the Feast of the Epiphany, December 25 thru January 6? They appear to be celebrating the run up to Christmas with a truncated version of the traditional Advent calendar. Better question is why do I even care what a Duggar does?

Kaylee and Jonathan’s house makes me sad.

The correct spelling for the expression describing someone overcoming obstacles is a trouper, not trooper or Jill’s tropper. It drives me batty when people use the incorrect homonym. Describing someone as a “real trouper” stems from the term for a performance company, a troupe. The trouper is the performer able to go on regardless of circumstances, as in the show must go on. Hence, a real trouper. This grammar PSA is courtesy of the self-appointed head of the grammar police.