The Nerve Of Some People

I know that I should practice what I preach, but come on. Just who does this stupid Archbishop think he is? First, he wants everyone to boycott the Bob Costas fund benefit for the children in Cardinal Glennon Hospital that have CANCER because he disagrees with a performers beliefs. Now the dimwit is telling people not to support the Susan G Komen Race for the Cure, because they have gotten money from planned parenthood and they support stem cell research. Big Deal, most Missourians do too. What's next tell Catholics to boycott the state of Missouri? If I was suffering from BREAST CANCER, I would not care where the money came from. It could come from an atheist for all I care, as long as they were willing to help me in my hour of need (or my child's for that matter)!
I was taught (at Stoney Point Baptist Church in Knoxville, TN) that those who are free from sin should cast the first stone, and my mom always used to say that people who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones. Now you can't tell me that this man is without sin, the Bible says that all of us have sinned, everyone. That would include an Archbishop, wouldn't it? And I'm sorry, but no member of the clergy (Catholic that is) should be calling anyone morally evil, just look at what they have done to innocent children. (Every priest in the St. Louis area is on the convected sex offenders list.) So, how can he bad mouth anyone?
I am not saying that I am perfect, hell, I'm far from it. I use foul language more than I should, I can be lazy at times and don't exercise like I should. I sometimes think bad thoughts towards my neighbor (if you knew her you would understand), I have had impure thoughts about men that are not my husband and I voted to pass amendment 2 (the stem cell thingy, they were still going to allow what is currently allowed by law and then allow the state to do any new procedures that the US government deemed legal). I would rather have made it where you could only use cells that were received after a child is born (or adult stem cells), but that wasn't how the thing read. So, I guess that Archbishop Burke wouldn't like me either, but you know what? I don't rightly give a flying fig what that man thinks of me. I do, however think that before he looks outside he needs to take care of his own house. For those of you that don't know what that means here it is: he should clean up the Catholic Church, before he worries about the outside world.

In brighter much happier news, my sister-in-law Diana (Dee Dee to those near and dear to her) is in the clear. They ran the tests and found out that the lumps were just cysts, not cancer. That, in my book, is GREAT news. I know how hard it is to deal with breast cancer, and I'm glad that this family doesn't have to go through that (after everything else that we have been through the last few years). Love you Dee Dee. Can I call you sis?

Know you know my thoughts, what are yours?

Where To Start?

The past week as been a whirlwind of a week.
I still don't know exactly what is going on with my sister (and probably never will). I hope that she is fine and that the lumps that were found are nothing to worry about, because if that is the case we may someday set things right again.
Mark and I also received a phone call from Mark's sister, who was terrified, and that doesn't happen often (I have never seen it). She went in for a female checkup, and got some scary news. Some lumps were found. I know in my heart of hearts that she WILL be okay. That they are nothing and she won't have anything to worry about. Sometimes I just get these feelings and 9 times out of 10 they are right.
Hannah also had her second birthday. Have you ever been to a child's birthday party where the parent is extremely allergic to bees? This party started outside but ended up inside due to a bumble bee. I wish that I could put the video on here it was hilarious. Not as funny as doing a cake walk in the house, but close. I wish that I could get that kind of turnout at Sierra's parties, but it is air apparent that I am not as loved as Deedee is.

Yes, I am a little bitter, but I'll get over it.

Party Time!!!!!!!!!

I could not be any happier if I tried. Those horrible children that I was watching (the ones that did nothing but scream), they are gone. They are not under any circumstances coming back and for that I say we party.
Yes, the extra money would have been nice, but it all would have gone to pay for migraine relief meds. So, good riddance.
Oh, I almost forgot. I received not one but two phone calls from someone, who I didn't think even gave a crap about me, my Uncle Carl. He was shocked that I thought that. Or he is one hell of an actor and deserves an Oscar, either way it's always nice to know that there are people out there that care. When asked if Gary Jarmin really is my dad (unlike Uncle David) Uncle Carl is not so sure. It would be fine with me if he wasn't my dad, it's not like he is ever there for me when I need him. It's not like he is ever there for anyone, ever, just when it suits him.
Anyway, I need to go take some NyQuil (day time formula), the sweet little baby that I care for (Jacob), sneezed in my face the other day and now I am fighting a cold. Fun, fun, fun.

Happy Easter

As promised here are some photos of Miss Sierra-Lynn in her lovely Easter dress. The day that we got it, she refused to take it off, which I thought was cute. A big thanks to Aunt Becky for the dress.

Mark was still home this morning when she got up (which is not normal) and she went running towards him at full speed completely missing her Easter basket. When she did FINALLY see her basket, her eyes got huge. She got a Bella Dancerella cheerleader set as well as a blue bunny, a coloring book, some candy (of course), and a gift certificate for a brand new outfit (made by mom). I hope that she doesn't cash it in right now (my hands are killing me). Any who, as Mark was leaving, he called us to the door to look at something; there in the yard was our very own Easter Bunny. No, not the real one, but an actual bunny. Sierra's mouth hit the floor, I know that she will always believe in the Easter Bunny (which is fine by me).


When Mark gets home we are going to have the egg hunt (with more photos). She has been looking forward to this all week. We were going to go to the one that the city held last week, but it rained so we didn't. She was a little upset, but then became a lot upset when she saw pictures from it in the paper (she wanted to be in the paper). Kids...





Any way, I did something really stupid today. I was getting ready to workout on my Gazelle and realized that it was to close to the recliner, so I went to move it (without fully closing it). Needless to say it slammed shut, on my hand. My right hand was already bothering me (I pulled a muscle in it getting the garden ready. Now its my left hand. I have a huge knot on it about 1/2 inch away from the wrist. There is also a scrape and dent in the top of it where a sharp corner on the Gazelle went into it. Doing dishes was quite interesting, to even lift a plate brought tears to my eyes. And yes, I know that I am an accident waiting for a place to happen.

I hope that everyone has a very HAPPY EASTER, and we will see you soon!!!!!!!!!

What A Difference A Year Makes

Sierra's Easter Dress. Isn't it pretty?

Both this year and last year, Sierra's Aunt Becky has sent her an Easter Basket. For the past two years, for whatever reason, the United States Postal Service has refused to deliver it to our house. Last year we dealt with Warrenton and this year its Wright City. Last year the carrier was just to lazy to come up the driveway, this year; well it wouldn't fit in the locker that is meant for packages. Needless to say, it has had to be picked up from the post office both years.

Last year Sierra and I walked from our house to the post office to pick it up. Which almost landed me in the hospital for heat stroke, it was nearly 80 degrees on the Saturday before Easter (and I barely made it to the post office before they closed). This year, Mark drove to the Wright City post office on his lunch break to pick it up (so that Sierra could have her Easter dress for Easter). Our current temperature is 32 degrees.

That's right, I let Aunt Becky buy her her Easter dress this year instead of make her one. I had to. I started to work on it and had everything cut except the lining. I had planned on cutting them out the next day, but it was so beautiful outside that we (Mark, Sierra, and myself) spent the day outside. We barbecued and worked on our vegetable garden. Neither of them lasted, the barbecue we ate and the garden has since frozen to death. I will replant, but not for a few weeks.

Below you will see my favorite outside pet. (The tulips are dead too. COD: Winter) I didn't get the plastic all the way to the sides of the box, so this little bunny goes into it and eats the grass from the edges. I almost got a picture of him giving himself a bath, but by the time that I got the camera ready, he was hiding behind a hanging basket happily eating more grass.

Well, it is time for me to get off this thing and get Miss Sierra-Lynn ready to get her picture taken with the Easter Bunny. I LOVE THIS TIME OF YEAR.

Adventures In Babysitting

Well, I am on day three of my new found adventures. I have taken on the job of babysitting 2 little boys. One of them is 8 months old and as cute as can be, the other is almost 3 and has apparently never been talked to, because when he talks you can't understand him and he doesn't understand what anyone says to him. On the plus side, he is potty trained. That is an adventure ALL by itself.
The first time that I took him to the bathroom, it went all over the floor. I had him sit on the toilet and before I could do anything he was already going and I found myself with a mess to clean up. It sounds funny (now), but at the time I was not amused.
Sierra loves having the boys here, it gives her someone to play with and she spends a lot less time crying. I, on the other hand am exhausted.
This is not the first time that I have watched these boys, the first time was October of last year (it didn't end well, but I'm giving their mom a second chance). Needless to say I'm not sure how long they will be here. Today is supposed to be payday and the mom is already trying to weasel her way out of paying me the amount that she owes me. I have even given her a reduced rate ($125 a week for 2 kids), and she has started lying already. What lie you ask? The one about still owing money to her last sitter. Her mom watched the boys and didn't charge her anything.
Its not like she owes me a huge amount, its only $50 for two days. Was I wrong to take them back? Probably, but I wanted to put my degree to good use and be able to bring in some extra money. Oh well.
On a happier note, we turn our attention back to a favorite topic in the Bennett household, wrestling. Monday night WWE fans found themselves with new tag team champions. Shawn Michaels (HBK) and John Cena found themselves in not one, but two 10 team (20 man) battle royals for the tag team championship belts. They made it through the first, but during the second HBK tossed John Cena over the rope, eliminating their team. The new champs, the Hardys, the best tag team (in my opinion). When I first started watching WWF, they were my favorites and still are. Jeff can be a little on the "out there" side, but they more than make up for that with their high flying antics and the chemistry that they have. That and Matt is a sweetie. If only I wasn't married. ;) (Take that Mark). I love you honey.

Breaking News

Today, when I woke up I was thrilled with the outcome of Wrestlemania 23, but frankly I just don't care anymore. I just received a phone call from my niece, Megan, that was very disturbing and brought me to tears. My sister, whom I have not spoke with in almost 4 years, has BREAST CANCER. The same exact thing that killed my mom. My sister, Missie, is only 37 years old, that's about how old my mom was when she found out. And I am absolutely terrified that history is going to repeat itself, and I am going to lose my sister forever.
No matter what she has done in her life, I don't care. I love her, she's my big sister and I don't want her to die.
I ask now that everyone who reads this, please please please pray that she can make it through this. Ask everyone that you know to pray for her too. Not only that she survives, but that she can find salvation, as she doesn't believe in God.

Thank you.

Wrestling Fever

It is safe to say that Sierra-Lynn is not the only member of the Bennett family to be struck with "Wrestemania Fever". I caught myself (yesterday) trying to talk one of the neighborhood kids into talking her parents into ordering it, so she could tape it for me. She only wanted to watch it to see John Cena (which there is nothing wrong with that). To the left you see a photo of my choice to win the money in the bank ladder match, the one and only Matt Hardy. I thought about posting a photo of him in bed, and thought against it (don't want to make Mark mad, and that would do it). How long until it comes out on DVD?
As I said, I would love for Matt to win, but I will be happy as long as Edge loses. If I ran the WWE, Edge would have already lost his shot to appear at Wrestemania 23. Why should he? He won't wrestle any other time, he doesn't deserve to be there.
Sierra has made a new claim to what she is going to be when she grows up. She is going to be a wrestler. Now isn't that what every mother wants her little girl to become, I guess that will be fine (as long as she stays away from "Playboy").
In closing I want to send my thoughts and prayers to Matt Hardy, John Cena, Bobby Lashley and Ashley. Here's hoping that you are victorious in your matches later today and that Vince is the Billionaire that leaves bald.