BradandJanet

Her entire Plexus paycheck for the month went straight to the DMV. I'd say something about her poor kids, but she wouldn't have spent the money on them anyway. Oh, maybe it was retreat cash instead of Plexus pay. Stuff about the kids still goes.

I'll bet there was a collective sigh of relief from the church members that evening: No screechy violins, no whining from Jill, no boring canned sermon from David, no Rods clearing the dessert table before anyone else could get there.

True. She's already damaged her grift by showing off too many vacations, meals out, new clothes, home decorations, and shopping trips. Now, her headship has set her back. Again. Maybe Tim can talk Mimi and Pops into buying some insurance for these situations.

Not that I recall. Maybe she's hoping that Nurie, Nathan, Kaylee, and Jonathan can qualify for trips on their own, and the six of them can be happy Plexus travelers together. Nathan may balk at the the out-of-pocket expenses for these affairs, but poor Jonathan will just work overtime. I think that ship has sailed. Even the Gofundme for Ma's stroke fell short, and the Rods are still stuck with the junky stink bus. People who know Jill must be wise to her obvious and well-advertised gift grabs and probably don't have the money or desire to support her in the style she thinks she deserves.

It looks like Grandma Julie, David's mother, is at the barndo for a visit. This is after Jill trashed her online for raising David in a heathen home or whatever. Maybe Julie simply considers Jill a bump in the road of life.

Didn't Kaylee get a dog last year? Wonder what happened to it since there are no signs of a dog in any of these photos.

I think there will be some interesting dynamics in Family Rodrigues as the kids grow up and make their own lives (or not). Jill claims the kids are each others' (and her) best friends and are always happy, but they are allowed and even encouraged to be competitive and even mean to each other. Jill doesn't hide that she has obvious favorites, and that must hurt. I wouldn't be surprised if cracks appear in the shiny veneer, and some of it ends up being public. The Duggars tried to sell the myth that they were just one big happy family, and we see how that turned out as some of them started to question how "happy" things really were. Of course, the Duggar kids had the misfortune to grow up on television, which is even worse than being plastered all over social media.

After sampling Tim's video pod casts, or whatever he used to call the monotone, depressing ramblings he recorded at work and later in his trailer, I'd say an hour of Tim might be helpful for any people in the nursing home with sleep problems. I can't help thinking about how TV's Saul Goodman from Better Call Saul started his legal empire selling services to residents of nursing homes. If Tim only had Saul's drive and personality, he might capture a few souls and sell insurance at the same time. However, it seems Jill and David stomped out Tim's personality at an early age. Maybe Heidi will help him get some of it back. If Tim can't make money by grifting or by working, Heidi may balk at pumping out an entire army of little Rods for God.

After getting her license, Jill worked at a small salon run by one of her aunts. I don't think it lasted long. Jill became old enough to get married and be a happy homemaker. David was her choice. Jill probably went in with the idea she'd never have to work for money again.

In so many ways, associating with the Rodrigueses can be costly. The Rods expect people to provide them money, gifts, restaurant meals, shopping trips, entertainment, and, apparently, to sign up to buy and sell overpriced vitamin drinks and questionable insurance policies. I don't think much flows from the Rods to others except headache-inducing singing and the occasional beige dinner of tiny portions.

I'll miss Tokyo Vice. It explores a world most people know little about. The Sato and Tozawa actors are superb, and I hope to see them in other roles. I wish this show had been promoted more.

Selling insurance to people who believe prayer solves everything sounds tougher than saving souls in a Walmart parking lot. Whose idea was this job? Heidi's parents'? Have Jill and David bought a policy? Jill probably does better shilling Plexus than Tim could ever do with insurance.

Well, Jill. Timothy has been paying attention to your lessons.

From Jill's post, I gather that Ma has always comforted Jill and possibly encouraged her to feel the victim of every slight. Ma is at least partly responsible for letting Jill suck the air out of every room she's in. Now she can only sit in her wheelchair and nod as Jill blathers on about how unfair the world is--to Jill. Of all the sisters, Amy has a clear reason to feel sorry for herself, but she doesn't seem to. Of course, Jill is the one who broadcasts her every thought to the world, so who knows what goes on with the rest of the Noyes family.

Mrs. Togawa is not the happy housewife Tozawa brags about to the golf group, is she? Fed up and out for revenge. Poor Tin-Tin. I hope he's OK.

You're right. She was sitting on the toilet looking at other MLM opportunities when her life-changing, holy Plexus, journey began. Part of her pitch to David was her "gut issues," so maybe she was trying something reasonably priced. Were they living in an RV eight years ago, or were they in the WV grifted house? I'd hate to think she was doing paperwork in the one RV bathroom 10(?) people were sharing.

True, but this is Jill. She must have been hanging out on that toilet for a long time and for a good reason (probably courtesy of Plexus) to justify mentioning her location.

I'm highly skeptical that Jill and David have a tradition of taking the kids out every Wednesday night for ice cream and goodies. Jill would have mentioned it before now. Maybe the Wednesday ice cream happens when someone from the church offers to pay.

I didn't recognize Phillip in the Easter picture I saw. He looked like one of the Duggar sons. The time he spent as Massillon and Marietta shows what one hearty meal a day can do for a young man.

Lots of interesting subtext in Jill's post: Even though I wear a pound of expertly applied makeup everyday because I'm a licensed cosmetologist, God didn't want me to sell makeup because it's a vain thing to promote (except to my daughters). I approached my husband, who was toiling away, as usual, in our home print shop, to ask his permission. I didn't want to sell Plexus just because we desperately needed the money since David quit his full-time job and I kept having babies, I just wanted to lose weight, have more energy, fix my gut problems, and outlive my diabetic grandmothers. I wouldn't have taken this job just for money. David paid for the first Plexus order (by not giving me grocery money), but by the second order, I had made so much money, I could pay by myself. God doesn't like sick people because they can't serve him. Dave and I get dinners out, shopping sprees, and luxury vacations. We wouldn't have all that good stuff without Plexus. We spend the Plexus money on ourselves and use government aid and grifting for the kids. Since I always tell the truth and do everything the Bible says, I couldn't work for a company that didn't have the same values. Plexus, Inc. and I are alike in so very many ways. I pray a lot for my downline of six. I pray that they'll meet sales quotas and recruit other suckers. That's the only way I can afford my monthly purchases and have a some left over. Mostly, I earn points, and it takes a lot of points to get anything. Plexus has made me closer to Jesus than anything else I've ever done. It's my ministry. Jesus loves to see me shilling overpriced creams and vitamin drinks to struggling families, so I simply glow with holy radiance. By joining my down line, you can bask in God's love just as I have. Since Plexus is an MLM, I'll benefit from your work, and I'll glow even more.

Another laugh-out-loud moment from the toilet Plexus post: "After I asked my husband, he said, "Yes, you may try it. That sounds like a good fit for you." He also added, "I will purchase your FIRST month's worth of products, but after that, you are on your own!" Whoo-Hoo ! I was so excited!" When you're writing dialogue, Jill, please use contractions. David sounds like a robot in an old sci-fi movie. OK. Maybe he really does talk this way, but I kind of doubt it. So David shelled out for a month of Plexus? That's about two hundred dollars. Jill must have filled his mind with promises of lots of new income and much less time in the print shop. I hate to think what was sacrificed to come up with that money.

Thank you, @ChiCricket! Hope you are having a good weekend.

Those stupid filters aren't flattering. Renee is a pretty young woman. She doesn't need filters. Her mother is projecting. And that meal was nowhere nearly enough food for the number of people at the dinner (the Rod family plus several other adults), yet she displayed the table with pride. Who among us would have posed with that disaster and put the photo online? Jill's mind is a true mystery. I would have supplemented the yellow with some Chinese takeout or sent Hunk to the deli and kept the burnt ham for the few sandwiches it would have made the next day. I really have no words for that pineapple.

At $1.25 a bunny at Dollar Tree, Jill can afford to have two winners this year. And then there's dinner for family and friends. Will she serve her famous monochromatic holiday meal of a small incinerated ham, a machete-chopped pineapple, corn, pans of gooey, yellow something, and a quarter of a biscuit for everyone?

The ministry clearinghouse does taxes for its members, but I'm not sure the Rods take advantage of the service. I can't see Jill wasting her Plexus time filling in government documents, so I suspect they have the clearinghouse take care of it.