BradandJanet

Jill needs to shut up. She never apologizes, so no one expects that to happen. She's making things worse by throwing fuel on a nasty fire. She needs to volunteer at a charity or home school her children properly. Maybe she could organize the pantry at her church or sweep the floors there. Something. She has way too much time on her hands. It wouldn't be a bad idea for Ellen to bow out right now too. She should sit down and make plans to separate her Plexus business from Jill's.

Even Janessa is working on her "Praise Mama" post in crayon. There is no peace for the Rodlets right now. David may even get to the point of finding something to do that gets him away. I'm curious to see if Ellen joins Jill's next Plexus downline Zoom meeting. How awkward that would be.

When hell freezes over. Unlike Jonathan, who has posed with a Plexus drink in his hand, Hunk ignores Jill's overpriced scam-fest until it's time to take a Plexus semi-sponsored trip. He likes the vacations away from his kids.

Jill ordered the Rodlets to gather around her while she sulks and licks her wounds. Thank you, Gabriel, for your tears of "Thanksgiving" (usually a holiday with a nice meal, but for your special family and guests, a tiny burnt ham and one oddly sliced pineapple) and the song you didn't know. I hope all the Rodlets cried about being born into a family that centers around a vain woman who has time to sell Plexus, shop, and take vacations, but not a moment to respect and nurture her children. Best Mama Ever feels much, much better now. For the moment, anyway.

In a way, this reminds me of the blowup between the Rods and their church in New York several years ago. Jill started her holier than thou criticisms against church members who weren't following the correct doctrine (the Rods' idea of it, anyway), the church leaders argued back, David weighed in, Bible in hand shouting verses to prove J&D were RIGHT, Jill started crying to her children about how everyone was being so mean to her, and the church leaders held their ground. Jill, David, and their bunch of kids, left the church, and moved to West Virginia. The congregation (probably) cheered and went on with their lives. Jill and David live to get into other people's business and shake their stubby fingers in people's faces. They both have a bad combination of no boundaries and delusional superiority.

A carefully posed photo taken from an angle and probably filtered to take off years and pounds, who would trust Jill to be truthful about anything? I have to say, Jill's dress for the wedding is tasteful and attractive. Ellen and Heidi must have picked it out for her and nixed any ideas to add a performative white t-shirt under it.

You'd think Brianne would have outgrown stuff like that. What is with this woman? Did anyone notice that two of the three tiers of the wedding cake were dark green? I hope there was no bride-groom cake-smashing-in-the-face during the reception. Food coloring is dye, and there were probably some guests walking around with green mouths at the end of the party.

The Coveretts found a project to keep Jill busy and out of their hair. More, Jill! Add more! That special table needs more! No way Jill and David paid for the rehearsal dinner. There are tables and chairs, china plates, metal utensils, and an organized buffet of appetizing, professional-looking food. Jill and Dave don't spend money to feed other people. They don't even feed their own children.

It's possible. We don't know Phillip's mental state when he left the barndo and why he was living in his car in Oklahoma City. I'm very afraid that evangelical-style deprogramming will damage him if he's fragile in any way. Poor guy tried to go to college and ended up leaving both schools for unknown reasons. He had visions of being a missionary in Hungary, perhaps not a likely choice, but still, a goal in life that he was doing his best to achieve. Even the dream of that may well be gone now. I don't trust Jill and David to protect their children at the cost of their own image. Whatever is going on, I hope Philip doesn't end up being nothing more than a badly photoshopped image in the Rod gallery of mistreated children.

Interesting pictures. Jill is hiding behind Hunk's belly in the photo on the left. It's covering part of her waistline. In the upper-right picture in the swing, his elbow is doing the same thing. In the bottom photo, the camera is above her looking down. She appears to be bending forward slightly, and there may be some filtering. If Diet Plexus really works like she claims, why is all of this subterfuge necessary? Also, she's a middle-aged woman who's had over a dozen kids. Her days of being eighteen are far over, as they are for most of us.

Jill has a death grip on Heidi's arm and her clunky sandal firmly planted on the hem of Heidi's wedding dress. It won't work, Jill. Tim and Heidi are still moving out of Wooster and closer to Heidi's family.

Frankly, I'm finding the neckline on Hunk's dress shirt to be an eye trap that is distracting me from his godly countenance. I'm surprised Jill would let him go out looking like that. Women might fall at his feet in fits of lust. He needs a cotton undershirt like the Rodlet girls have to wear. Or maybe he just needs a shirt in the right size.

Jill got a dress similar to Ellen's, but slightly fancier. Maybe, Ellen bought it for her. Maybe Jill decided it was time to splurge on another sparkly gown to add to her growing collection. David, on the other hand, needs one decent suit. This isn't it. Best Mama and Best Papa need to visit some Goodwill stores, buy one good-quality used suit in the correct size, and have it altered so at least the sleeves and pants are the right length.

Was the ceremony here too rather than in a church? It's a nice space for a manageable number of guests, not the thousand people Jill would like to show up for an event involving her.

If she does, there will be no magnanimous gestures of Christian forgiveness from team Heidi. Payback may be subtle or delayed, but Heidi's sisters won't forgive or forget intentional wedding-disrupting antics. If I were Jill, I'd tread lightly.

I hope Tim and Heidi have a wonderful day and the wedding goes well. Maybe Mahmo Jill will stay in the background for once in her life and let the bride and groom have the spotlight.

It would be interesting to see Tim and Heidi as landlords to Sam and Brianne. Landlord-tenant relationships can get very sticky, and Tim's house appears to be a flip, so who knows what problems it has. And what happens if Sam can't pay the rent? It wouldn't be pretty.

Wow. Tim. Leaving Mamho behind in Wooster. I thought his burden of mission aviation was at the bottom of a deep lake, but maybe not. We'll see how that goes. Tim and Heidi are off for an adventure, and I wish them luck.

Agh. All the words in one place: ladies, refreshing, encouraging, sweet, godly, sharing, fellowship, like minded, yummy, and coffee. The designer of this brochure shares Jill's passion for graphic design and her conviction that no font shall be left behind.

My mistake. Please ignore.

Oh, could be. I can certainly see Jealous Jill getting involved. Jill interfered with Tim's friendship with a young woman he met at work in Wisconsin. One day he's smiling in a photo with a female friend at a work party; not long after, he's back in the barndo under Mahmo's control.

Maybe Jill's social media presence was a draw for Brianne, who figured she would have a ready-made platform to share her hateful views and support from her mother-in-law to do it. Jill and Brianne will likely come to blows, however, since they both seem to be strong willed and attention seeking. Sam is just a piece of home decor in this scenario.

Too bad David can't find a way to harness the energy from all the preaching, praying, and judging that goes on in that house to power the lights and maps. It might even be enough to run the printing equipment since David doesn't use it very often.

And yet her judgment on adultery, divorce, remarriage, more adultery, more divorce, and more remarriage doesn't seem to apply to certain politicians she greatly admires. Be consistent Jill. And stop watching so much television while you're at it.