Our house is officially moved out and on it’s way to Texas. The movers came at 8 am and left at 8 pm. Out of a twelve hour work day, they really only put in about 8 hours of *actual* work. The rest was spent eating bologna sandwiches on my front lawn in the personal lawn chairs they brought. Never before have I seen  three men in more desperate need of belts.

About Babies:
Apparently, my 17 week old inner child can now begin developing  sweat glands. I’ve gotten to the point  where I’m actually *aching* to know the sex of the baby. I won’t get the opportunity to find out for at least a month. The kicks are more and more frequent. I feel about 4-5 butterfly flutters in my tummy a day.

17 Weeks:

Your
baby’s skeleton is
changing from soft cartilage to bone, and the umbilical cord — her
lifeline to the placenta — is growing stronger and thicker. Your baby weighs 5
ounces now (about
as much as a turnip), and she’s around 5 inches long from head to bottom.
She can move her joints, and her sweat glands are starting to develop.

WOOT!
Obama has a bracelet!
I’ve been siting here watching the debate (which I’m very glad was able  to happen) and my husband and I are in giggle fits. Oh dear lordie lou.
Obama seems to be bickering more than debating. All I can see is him arguing with kids on a playground, “Nuh uh! Well, I said that, but you said this! See!! SEE!??!”
On the other side of things, McCain’s very low on personality. His speaking points are very bland in his tone of voice. However, his points are viable and fantastic.
My favorite comment between the two was McCain saying, “I’ve got a bracelet from a mother of a fallen soldier who said ‘Don’t let my son have died in vain.’”
Obama’s immediate bickering response  was, “Well, I’ve got a bracelet too!” *checks name on bracelet* “Um, it’s from -said name- and she said….etc”

Has anyone else noticed that twice now Obama has called McCain by the wrong name?
He’s called him Tom and Pat. What’s that about?!?
Enjoy the show.

We all know there’s an economic crisis in the works right now and our
heads of state have all headed to Washington to figure out  the best
solution. Except  a member of the Illinois senate. I’m sure there’s
other members who aren’t heading into the corral as well,  but the most
noticeable one is of course Mr B. Hussein Obama.
 I disagree with Obama on almost every single issue he supports, but I
really thought he’d accept McCain’s invitation to take a few days off
and review this bill they’re about to pass. I really thought it was a
no brainer, if the bill works,  you can say you helped it along and add
it to your short list of “experience”. If it doesn’t work out, you talk
about how strongly you opposed it….
 I guess I’m disappointed that he’s turning down the opportunity to  help the country in Washington and then joking about McCain’s inability to do more than one task at a time.  “As a president, you have to be able to do more than one task at a time.”
 I think I’m trying to keep in mind that there’s still a possibility that  Obama could be president. I keep finding myself more and more disappointed with his choices aside from all of the positions he holds that I already disagree with.
Out of respect for the lovely BarelyJen who disagrees in the most pleasant of fashions,  I won’t call him a complete moron. But I really think he has missed a fantastic opportunity to perform an act of selflessness.
 
Now onto what ticks me off: He said, “Call me if you need me”  in reference to  if the House needed his help on this Bill. What a dope. Of course they need you. You’re being paid by the Illinois taxpayers to represent them, but instead of working for them, you’re out spending your Freddie Mac, Fannie Mae handouts and whining and dining the swing states.  (By the way, did you know that within two years, Obama was the second largest recipient of “Political Contributions” from our mortgage crisis companies?)

 Call me if you need me? That’s like me saying, “Hey, I’ll be gone for awhile. Call me if you need a humorous, intelligent, beautiful, politically informative blog to read.” Psh. Silly question. Of course you do. It’s me. We have a lovely relationship, you and I.

   Today we headed down to our  local RNC office and picked up some McCain goodies. (I’d like to extend a bi-partisan tidbit: Regardless of what candidate you support,  I encourage you to wear shirts, buttons or bumper stickers. Getting politically active is important and encourages others to see how much a Republican/democratic candidate is supported. Be prepared with the reasons *WHY* you support this person because people will  occasionally ask you about it.)
 We got bumper stickers, buttons and a fancy dancy new shirt:

In a speech Obama gave last week, he encouraged his supporters to “Get up in the faces” of those who did not support him.
“I need you to go out and talk to your friends and talk to your
neighbors. I want you to talk to them whether they are independent or
whether they are Republican. I want you to argue with them and get in
their face,” he said.
 Anyone who wants to discuss politics with me should know by now, that I’m all for it. I love intellectual  conversations. However, if someone was yelling and arguing in your face aboout *any* subject matter, how will you respond? It seems to me that Obama is becoming more and more desperate for the White House. I say the word desperate, and that’s my intentional choice of words. There’s a difference between passion and desperation and I see this as falling into the latter category.
Perhaps that’s why Obama’s been downright insulting to his opposition? Even his running mate is ashamed of the ads and comments that have been made:

The meanest comment  I’ve heard about McCain was when they bashed his inability to sit and use a computer for prolonged periods of time due to injuries he’d sustained from his time as a POW. That’s just sick, Mr. B. Hussein Obama. Oh… wait, did I sink too low by using your middle name? My bad. Next time, I’ll make fun of any injuries you’ve sustained for the freedom of our country… oh.. wait…  none of those? Just a little hurt pride? Okay. Poor guy, you’ve had a tough campaign with all these big bad Republicans picking on you. Poor baby.

What really irritated me was when Giana Jessen aired an ad against Obama and his vote against the BAIPA bill. (Born Alive Infant Protection Act: Infants who survived an attempted abortion and came out alive  and breathing should be offered medical treatment and offered for adoption)

 Well, instead of getting mad at Jessen, Obama’s put out another attack ad on McCain (who did NOT pay for the ad, nor did he put his seal of any approval on it). He blatantly called McCain a liar and told  the public that McCain’s running a dirty ad campaign. (But lipstick on a pig is acceptable.)

To you Obama supporters out there: Tell me.. please… Tell me why? I mean, is it simply because of his skin color? (that’s the only answer I’ve heard so far.) I’m sincerely and honestly interested. Why do you support this man, and please, give facts or website reference to any laws,  or actions he’s put forward that impress you enough to vote for him. I’m not asking this in sarcasm, I just honestly do NOT understand the thought process.

By the way, here’s the latest pro-life pic. We’re 16 weeks along as of today. There’s a baby in my womb and although you may or may not agree that it has a soul, it’s human genetic material that is growing and thriving. It is capable of reproduction of cells and is now pumping it’s own blood. You can try and deny that it has a soul if you’d like to claim abortion’s not murder. But you can’t deny that scientifically, it’s a human life. I’ve been feeling about 1 or 2 kicks on average a day for about a week now. How is that not a baby?

Get
ready for a growth spurt. In the next few weeks, your baby will double her weight and add inches to her length . Right now, she’s about the size of an avocado: 4 1/2 inches long (head to rump) and 3 1/2 ounces. Her legs are much more developed, her than it has been, and her eyes have moved closer to the front of her head. Her ears are close to their final position, too. Currently, she’s busy moving amniotic fluid through her nose and upper respiratory
tract, which helps the primitive air sacs in her lungs begin to
develop. Her legs are growing longer than her arms now, and she can
move all of her joints and limbs. Although her eyelids are still fused shut,
she can sense light. If you shine a flashlight at your tummy, for
instance, she’s likely to move away from the beam. There’s not much for
your baby to taste at this point, but she is forming taste buds.

Amanda’s back for a day. Yes, Lith- I’m such a blog nerd that I had my mom blog for me while I was gone. Actually, it was more for my family  whom I couldn’t contact.
Sucky facts you only find out when the power is gone:

1. Digital phone that is powered by your cable modem will not work when there’s no power for the cable modem. This means no phone. Period.

2. All the radios in my house do not have battery capability. 

3. All of our flashlights died during the flood a few months ago and were not revived with fresh batteries.

4. No clean laundry sucks.

5. You can’t vacuum. This is fine at night when you can’t see the dirt on the floor, but in the daylight hours, you feel dirty….

6. All of the candles in our house have very odd smells when lit together in the same room. (lavender + spiced pumpkin+ birchwood = grossness)

7. When the power is out, people panic. There is no gas, no food, no ice, no batteries, no flashlights in the entire city of  Dayton as well  as the surrounding areas due to people’s panic and pack-rat mindset. It’s not Armageddon. It’s just a power outage.

And MUCH MUCH MORE!!!!

We sent Caity off to her grandparent’s house for the week where she had full access to  cartoons. Aidan and I spent our evenings helping out at a soup kitchen  with the church next door. (They had a private power generator.)  Over three hundred people came every night for hot showers and warm food. They were so greatful to  everyone who volunteered and fed them. It was a great experience.  (although, I secretly enjoyed it for more than just helping God’s people. I loved it because it got me out of the dark house with something to DO.)
 There are still almost 60,000 people without power.  The hurricane had gained speed from a front it hit before entering Ohio. At the beginning, there were over a million people in the state without power and the damage was horrendous.  Trees were going through people’s roofs and windows. I got quite a few pictures, but I’m on a borrowed computer so I can’t post them now.
 I’ll be back to full power (hopefully) by Monday, so expect regular updates again.  I had no access to talk radio or news of any sort, so give me a few days to catch up. I’ll find something to complain about in a few days. 
I’ve been catching up on the history of the Republican and Democratic party and I’ve learned a lot more than I wanted to know on  both accounts.  Meanwhile, I’ve discovered a sense of political humor.  I’ll update on that later.

 Love to you all and thank you for the prayers. If you’ve sent me a message or email, (I’ve got over 120 of the two combined)  give me a week or so to catch up.  BlueButterflyBaby, I’ll respond to your questionnaire thingy in a few days when I have power again. I’m not neglecting you. Jeni and Syndi, I got your messages and I love you both. Everyone is fine and healthy. We’ll be getting in touch with everyone soon.

Mom here to let everyone know why there is no witty blog on this page.

Due to Hurricaine Ike – Life_by_us has no electricity.  I know this is odd since she lives in Ohio, but Ike took a major right at Houston and headed for the Midwest.  Life_by_us will hopefully have electricity by Sunday (09/21).  She is one of the lucky ones since the hot water heater is gas and hot baths by candle light are possible.

I remember where I was on 9/11  of 2001. I remember where I was when Muslim extremists attempted to break my life in half. They attempted to punish us simply because we have the freedom to choose to follow our own religious choices, and those choices happen to differ from their.

  I remember exactly where I was when I heard the news. I remember being sad for those who lost their lives and realized how many more would be lost in the war we were  being dragged into.  The muslims have been at war with us for years but we continually turned a blind eye to their attacks For more than 40 years, they’ve been attacking us, but on this particular day, they really got our attention.
 So tell me in my comment space: Where were you when you heard about the 9/11 attacks? Even if you don’t read this until a day after or several days after. I want to know about YOU. How did you feel? How did you react?  What went through your head? Send your friends to enter their answers too. Let’s realize that the terrorists were attacking all of us, not just the people in those buildings. Let’s read each other’s answers and know that everyone was affected.

So… Where were you?

Watch it until the
end.
Maybe it’s because I’m pregnant, but that ending made a
tear come to my eye. Fargin hormones.

The left is
getting really hard up to find dirt on Palin and it sucks that they
have to resort to making stuff up.
Example:
Book
Banning – False
Firing a librarian – False
Palin took
money from special needs programs – False
Sarah Palin in a
Bikini with a gun – False (photo shopped)

Here’s some truth for you:


Obama’s Truth:

McCain/Palin’s truth:
Regardless of physical afflictions or poor timing,  a baby is never a mistake.

Bi-partisan truth:

McCain: 
Muslim-robed  Obama:

Obama:   McCain:
 

Obama:                 

McCain:      (This pic really doesn’t mean anything… I just thought he looked like Chuck Conners in  the old 1950′s show “Rifleman”.)

I love posting this. It makes the angry liberals send me nasty messages.  Why can’t people support their party without  slinging personal insults or resort to name calling? You darn lipstick wearing pigs….

Okay, so… my baby can pee now…..  I mean, I love knowing what  the little booger is up to, but defecating inside of me was not on my top ten “To Know” items.
  Meanwhile, all might be saved. We’re working on a plan that could possibly involve having health insurance when the kid is born. (For those who pray: start your engines.) For those of you who are baby-less, insurance is the difference of paying either $7000 for having a baby in the hospital or paying a light $10 co-pay.  That’s cheaper than having a kid at Wal-Mart, yo.
  Regardless of the amount of french fries I’ve been eating (yesterday’s lunch consisted of two X-large buckets o-fries from Chik-Fil-A) I’ve only gained a pound since we got pregnant. If I’m not carrying the weight on me, this is gonna be one FAT baby.
We scheduled our house to be moved and began the out-processing from our AF base, so now it’s a waiting game. Only 36 more days till we’re in TEXAS!
*Does a little dance*
*Makes a little love*
*Gets down tonight*

Today’s baby length brought to you by the size of a lemon.

Welcome to the second trimester! This week’s big developments: Your baby can now squint, frown,
grimace, pee, and possibly suck his thumb. Thanks to brain impulses, his facial
muscles are getting a workout as his tiny features form one expression after another. His kidneys
are producing urine, which he releases into the amniotic fluid around him — a
process he’ll keep up until birth. He can grasp, too, and if you’re having an
ultrasound now, you may even catch him sucking his thumb. In other news: Your
baby’s stretching out. From head to bottom, he measures 3 1/2 inches — about the
size of a lemon — and he weighs 1 1/2 ounces.

And I’ll put it here in plain sight for the world to see since you don’t seem to get it in private: C.A.- I don’t care how liberal you think you are. Your “facts” are incorrect and your scathing sense of debate does not replace the intelligence required to have one. If reading my pro-life conservative blog makes you feel so much hatred, stop reading it.

      I’ve been randomly selected by the draft to write a story using an odd selection of five words. (By draft, I mean my dear friend AvenuetotheReal.)
So here are my words: John McCain, Time-traveling warrior, nacho cheese, invisible, winRAR

 And here’s my odd story. (Enjoy the break from my pro-life political screeching.)

So John McCain was hanging out on the campaign trail one day when he was suddenly attacked by ninjas.

“Damnit…” He whispered under his breath. He’d expected them to return someday, but not so soon after his last full out assault.   Little did they know that this time around, things would be different. Yes, the 72-year-old man had been taking lessons from fellow Republican, Chuck Norris. McCain pushed his technologically inclined watch, (borrowed from Chuck Norris, only to be used in DIRE need) which instantly transformed into  a bow-staff.
 
  Twirling the staff around his fingers, he made the “bring it” hand motion towards the ninjas. The first ninja leapt through the air but ended up hanging himself by the neck on powerlines. The ninja leader smacked his forhead whispering, “Dumbass…” under his breath and pushed a button on his equally cool watch. Suddenly, time was in rewind and the first dumbass ninja was no longer hanging from a power line, but glaring at McCain’s “Bring it.” signal.
 
McCain’s  eyebrows got whiter with shock. These were no ordinary ninjas. These were time traveling warrior ninjas.

 Before McCain knew what was happening, Joe Biden appeared  beside him and attempted to attack the ninjas,(because regardless of politics, everyone hates time traveling warrior ninjas.) but all he knew was Tae Kwon Do.
That never hurts anyone.

 Obama appeared and was attempting to talk to the ninjas without preconditions. But you can’t talk to a ninja.

McCain’s vision squared off with the leader of the ninjas.  In an intense staring competition, the ninja blinked first. McCain  started to do a victory dance, but only a moment too soon. As McCain broke into his rendition of the macarena, the ninja leader’s equally cool wrist-watch suddenly turned their gang invisible.

“Damnit John!” He thought to himself. “You *know* not to do the victory dance after a touchdown. Wait till the locker rooms.” But it was too late. Invisible punches and kicks were landing all over his body.  A light bulb went off in his head. He had one more trick up his sleeve.

The very… last… button… on his super cool Norris-given wrist watch.. He pressed it.

NACHO CHEESE SPEWED EVERYWHERE!

“BWAHAHAHA!” McCain roared. “You ninjas might be invisible, but now you’re all CHEESY!”
The invisible cheese covered ninjas scarmbled to  wipe it from their eyes,their hats, their shoulders, etc,  but roundhouse kicks were planted to their faces. One by one, they were knocked out of the ballpark. When the last one flew, McCain waited… waited… waited.. and did the macarena.

Then, to let all of the ass-kicking superheroes in the world be notified of his victory, he let out a mighty yell, “WINRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR!!!!!!!!!!”
(which is actually a popular compression software, available only at http://www.win-rar.com )

It’s a real shame that all of this happened before Sarah Palin was nominated as VP. She’s a friggin lipstick-wearing bulldog. She’d have eaten them instantly- with or without the nacho cheese.

END

 Okay, so my turn to pick people, right?
IRONSTOVE, PHILIPPIANSTHREE14, VIKTORIOUS1, IKNOWHIMDOU,JAMES3_1
I CHOOSE YOU!!!!
Iron: Smurfs, Dessert, Lampshade, Xbox360, radio star
PhilippiansThree14: Speakers, envelopes, Zorro, rescue, Italian
Vik: Princess Sleepyhead, Dancing,  Canada, Fan blades, BLECH!
IknowHimdoU: Horse, laxatives, spit, coaster, slimy
James3_1: Si!, cheese cake, 1950′s musical, laptop, kittens
Enjoy!