What the "F"?

So much has happened since I last posted. In case you are wondering, my husband is doing better these days. Thank the Good Lord. 

Back in July the evil DON (Director of Nurses) decided that she could do a better job of scheduling than I could. I heard from the employees first that I wasn't doing the schedule anymore. Not only did she steal it out from under me, adding insult to injury, started a bunch of rumors about me as well. I honestly think she thought she could pop out a month's schedule in an hour rather than the 2 or 3 days it would take me to do it right. Not to mention all the call-outs and last minute; 3 people just up and quit scenarios. 

She then completely shut me out, so that I wasn't familiar with any of the new hires and their schedules as well. 

Once I got over the unprofessional and slimy way it was taken from me. I was kind of ok with it. Suddenly my job had A LOT less stress to it. I mean, who wants to hear about all their swollen lymph nodes and the rashes on their babies butts anyway? 

Around the end of August, beginning of September, people that whined the loudest about the way I did the schedule, would whisper to me about how they wished I was doing it again. It dragged on that way for a while, getting to the point that new hires were never put on the schedule and just went out and got other jobs. We lost a lot of good employees who were sick of only 1 CNA scheduled to get 42 residents up for breakfast. 

The DON decided we should have a huge halloween party for the residents and she promised them that she would make fantastic costumes for their wheelchairs out of cardboard. Then she stopped coming in to work, for various reasons, dog is sick, has a migraine, etc. Supposedly her new apartment had mold and she had to wait for the mold people to come and look at it. All lies as far as I was concerned. 

The staffing issue got so bad, that the VP of Operations from Corporate had to come to our facility and tell the DON that I would be doing all of the scheduling going forward. I had five days to get the November schedule out and with half the staff we had before she took over. The DON was not happy of course. But soon her not showing up got the better of her and she walked in for five minutes early halloween morning and left her keys on the desk, sending the Administrator an email that she quit. It would have been nice if she hadn't run the place into the ground before finally leaving it. 

So that is what I have been doing lately. Picking up all the pieces and trying to put Humpty Dumpty back together again.

Oh – and for the title of this post. While this is all going on, as I'm entering Physician Orders into our system (another one of my numerous responsibilities) I found that they had misspelled Ibuprophen. I've been buying that stuff for years and years and entering orders for Ibuprophen for over a year – so I know how it's spelled. I am a very good speller, which bothers me to say now that there is so much witchcraft in the world. But I KNOW how stuff is spelled. But late last week. Here it is spelled Ibuprofen. I asked around. The younger nurses always thought it was spelled with an “f”, but an older nurse even reached into her purse to show me her prescription Ibuprophen and sure enough. It was spelled Ibuprofen. She was shocked. Welcome to the Mandela Effect. Sigh. 

Gotta run, very very busy these days and winter is coming. I really hate winter, but my new car has climate control and tells me if I need to put air in the tires, so I think I'm going to be okay.

Take care out there. 

The Big Club

I have wanted to post for a couple weeks, but I also wanted the latest online fervor to die down a bit. I'm not going to give an opinion one way or the other. Although I will say that you don't get to be a world leader unless you are in the Big Club and there is no way that world leaders are going to tweet about you unless you are in the Big Club. The situation was clearly marked with the Hoax Code 33, but we will never know, one way or the other, whether it was real or fake.

It doesn't even matter now if it was an authentic situation or a huge trauma based psychological operation, because it will be used to push draconian laws and restrictions to our free speech and online presence. Those that are celebrating the job losses and closed bank accounts of the Left and/or Liberals for their crass and insensitive remarks (and even those you see saying such things are probably paid actors) are actually celebrating their own eventual digital prison.

The technology they have these days is so unbelievable and vast that people will not be able to wrap their heads around it. They will be shocked when it happens to them, and the prison door will slam shut. Seek the Lord now, because time is short.

Hope you all are well. Once again, I apologize for not posting more often. I have a very sick husband. Please pray for him.

Take care out there.

Checkmate?

 

Little by Little

More and more these days I am seeing the global takeover of literally everything affecting my personal life. No longer are these things far away in the future – but are here now and the trap is being set.

For example, I got a letter from the financial company that runs our company's 401k accounts. All the default investments are being changed.

From PIMCO International to BlackRock Total Return Fund. From American Funds to Vanguard Target Retirement. From JPMorgan (yes – they suck too) to Vanguard 500. From American Funds International to Vanguard Total International. From American Funds New Perspective to Vanguard International Growth. Etc.

Are you beginning to see a pattern here? Every single new account was either BlackRock or Vanguard. Not sure why State Street wasn't included because then we could have had the trifecta of evil in charge of our retirement funds. I'll probably never see a penny of it anyway. Especially when I'm getting so close to retirement.

Then, on my way to work, I heard an ad on the radio for “find my Skechers” (Skechers used to be spelled Sketchers and ironically the old word processing program I'm using (not Microsoft) is trying to tell me that Skechers is misspelled. But alas, it has been Mandela effected. Not surprised that they are involved.)

The premise is for parents to buy these shoes for their kids that has a hidden tracking device in the sole that the children aren't aware of. Then the parent can download the app on their Smart(dumb) phones and can locate their child (or just the shoe...ahem). Yeah, them and every government agency that monitors these programs. I'm sure the PED o's out there would love to know where your kid is at all times. Not to mention the data that can be collected on them to feed into their digital twin. Shame on the parent that would buy this for their kid.

Of course there was another school shooting, allegedly. Trannie, check, Manifesto, check. I've seen this script before, many, many times. It really gets old after a while.

Other than that – I'm doing okay. My husband fell the other day, and I was just not strong enough to get him up off the floor. He was eventually able to get himself up. I suddenly realized that his level of care has gotten to be more than I can handle. I told him that I am just not physically able to do it anymore and that we may have to look at getting him into a facility that can better meet his needs.

Strangely, the thought seemed to breathe new life into him, and he decided that he was going to start cooking again. While he's not able to walk anymore, we set him up with a table, a hot plate and a cutting board. He spent the day chopping up cabbage and carrots and made homemade egg rolls just like he used to. They were so yummy! Coasting on that success – the next day he peeled and cut up potatoes, cooked them on the hot plate and made mashed potatoes. For the group effort I sauteed kielbasa in butter until they had a little crisp on them and we had a nice lunch. So, we shall see what the future holds on that.

Hope you all are doing well. Sorry it's been so long since I posted. Take care out there.  

CATALYST

I've been meaning to write this blog for a couple of weeks, but as usual, I've just been too busy. This video from the enemy came out a while back and I thought it was horrifying if you really pay attention to what the adversary is doing behind the scenes.

According to this presentation, AI is running out of data and can't go further without going out and mapping more “biodiversity”. That is the soil, trees, insects, frogs, birds and all the different species that exist out in nature. And why do they need the DNA genomes of animals and plants, etc., that haven't been mapped before? Well, listen carefully to what they say in this video. Once they have the “data” of all of creation then they can RE-PROGRAM it.

The ultimate goal is to turn all of God's beautiful biological creation into a LIE. This is evil on a planetary scale.

Protect your data and your DNA, because the devil wants to sit in the Temple of God (you) and claim that he is God. This is why God has shortened the days. Because if He didn't, no flesh, anywhere, would be saved. But for His elect's sake, the days will be shortened. It's also why this world is reserved unto fire. Because it will take fire to destroy everything the enemy has altered.

Take care out there.

Emoji Nation

I've actually wanted to post something about the prevalence of emoji's in our society for a while. The video below (which is an excellent summary of recent events) shows a comparison between emoji's and sigils that is very interesting. Nowadays people answer emails with the thumb's up emoji and it really irritates me. I was at Dollar General the other day and the credit card keypad asked me to rate my experience and gave me a series of emoji's to click on. Our society has literally been reduced down to what we can express through an emoji. God help us.

They Live

The movie "They Live" is free on you-tube this weekend. It's kind of a must watch. You can watch it here:

They Live

A Fast

 

I'm writing this blog post old school. With a pen and paper. I feel like I'm at a crossroads in every aspect of my life.

The front door of our RV is broken and it will cost $1800 to get it replaced. My husband refuses to sink that much money into this place. I don't blame him.

After spending 6 weeks with no water this last winter, I really don't want to spend another winter in an RV. Plus, when the water came back on – our toilet was leaking and the RV guy (who I'm not very happy with) replaced it with a toilet that is too tall and now I can't open the drawer in the bathroom all the way.

Also, this last winter, the heater in my car went out and one morning I drove to work in 17 degree below weather and was concerned my toes would be frost bitten. I've been spending the last month or two trying to get it fixed.

First the shop put antifreeze in it and called it good, but that didn't do the trick. Then they replaced the thermostat. Then I had cold air in the morning and hot in the afternoon. When all was said and done, I've either got a blown head gasket or a cracked head. It's leaking antifreeze somewhere inside. The shop can't fix it because it's a Hybrid and the Honda dealership will charge thousands of dollars just to peek inside and find out the real problem. They said I could keep driving it as long as I put water in it before I go anywhere. That is ok right now but won't really work in the winter. Bottom line – I need a new car.

So, I need a new place to live and a new car. Possibly a new job as well because last week was one of the worst weeks I've had since I got the job. I took Thursday and Friday off just to get a break from the place. I did update my resume. I have a whole new layout and it looks pretty impressive. I have applied for a couple positions but will only take them for significantly more money than what I'm making currently. I am way underpaid for my current responsibilities.

I don't have any answers on any of the above situations so I decided to do a fast. I turned off my computer Friday night and won't turn it back on until Sunday morning when I will post this blog.

Sitting here in silence, drinking my coffee, I realized the irony of the situation. If you are looking for a job, or a car, or an apartment or a house, you go on the computer! Getting on the computer is the first thing I do in the morning and the last thing I do before going to bed. Day after day after day.

But the truth is – I don't need answers from the computer. I need answers from the Lord. Maybe, by the time this is posted I will have answers. We shall see.

(I wrote this yesterday morning. By yesterday afternoon, I had a new car. It's a really nice car too. Nicer than any car I've ever owned. Over and above what I could ask or think. See above photo. The Lord is so good to me.)

Take care out there.

Clouds Without Water

I remember when I was a child, laying in a field of grass, looking up at the clouds. They were always moving. Sometimes altogether as a group and sometimes individually. I remember the edges of the clouds moving. Sometimes it would look like a rabbit. But if you watched long enough, the rabbit would morph into a frog and then stretch out to become a Volkswagen, or whatever. It was a lifetime ago, when the world was innocent and so was I and everything hadn't become compromised. It hadn't quite become so very very fake.

On my drive home today, the sky was filled with white puffy clouds, just like in my childhood. At first I felt joy. If there were chemtrails going on, it was behind the puffy clouds. You really don't see puffy white clouds like that too much anymore.

So I was enjoying the drive on Old Hwy 40 and kept watching the clouds. But then I started noticing something off. The bottoms of all the clouds were flat. They all seemed kind of symmetrical. The bottoms were dark, so I was wondering if maybe they would become storm clouds? Some of the clouds had dark outlines, which really got my attention because it seemed so weird.

Then I realized that none of the clouds were moving. At all. Not as a group, not individually. They were not moving AT ALL. The edges of the clouds, although accurate cloud-looking edges, didn't move. They didn't dissipate and form little baby clouds, or turn into rabbits or frogs. The clouds, the entire drive home, stayed the same. They were technically 3 dimensional, because I did drive under one or two as I drove, but not one edge, or cloud moved at all. As if someone had found a way to put extremely realistic clouds into the sky, and suspend them there. But while they looked like realistic clouds, they didn't ACT like clouds. So, wonderful. One more fake thing up in the sky. I doubt anyone else even noticed, and who would believe me if I told them?

It reminded me of Jude 1:12 where it states “clouds without water”, I think it's in reference to fake people but just now looking at the verse – it even states that clouds are moved about by the wind. So Ironic.

Did you know that Aleister Crowley wrote a book called, “Clouds without Water”? Apparently it was a book of poetry with erotic undertones, written under the pseudonym Rev. C. Verey. It only had a limited private printing and was sent only to “ministers of religion.” Hhmmm. I'll bet he did. A book of spells to instill ministers with a spirit of lust, no doubt. There is an actually pdf of the book online, but I don't recommend you reading it.

Then I was reminded again. “look up, for your redemption draweth nigh.”

Yes! There is still hope for us yet.

Take care out there.

Dog Tired

Sorry. It's been so long since I've posted that I feel kind of bad about it. I'm just working so much that I do the bare minimum on the weekends and catch up on my sleep. I'm not so much sleepy tired, just physically, emotionally and mental exhausted. Things are getting better at work because I've got a system now and know more about what I'm doing with the schedules. But no matter how on top of it I am, things like losing 5 CNA's in one week (3 of which were graveyard CNA's) keeps me on my toes. I have to give credit to the Lord on that because I'll have all these shifts that have to be filled in the morning and pray about it and by the end of the day I've got coverage. I'm counting it as a miracle. 

Here is the latest from Truthstream Media. I totally know how Melissa feels:

Take care out there.

Continuing Fall Out and Mother's Day

Continuing on from my last post, the tornado's keep coming. They promoted one of our existing nurses to Director and literally the day after that, the weekend graveyard nurse quit with no notice. Our poor new DON (Director of Nurses), while struggling to take on all her new responsibilities has also had to be the graveyard weekend warrior. I am helping her as best as I can.

After two weeks of doing the scheduling and cleaning up the existing mess, the online scheduling app we were using got hacked and multiple random shifts were deleted. I had to totally abandon using that as a resource and start over from scratch with nothing to refer back to since the schedule that was originally there was compromised and couldn't be trusted as a reference point.

So we are going back to old school paper schedules again. The young CNA's don't like it because now they can't see their schedules on their phones and can't send me nasty texts complaining about the shifts they have to work. Even though the situation sucks for now, I'm actually glad this happened. I never liked the idea of forcing people to download apps onto their phones, something I won't even do myself. If the internet goes down or there are power outages, our schedules will be safe. Except for the massive amounts of drama I now have to deal with, I kinda like doing the schedule. I sit down to work on it at 8am and the next time I look up it's 2pm.

I'm still getting a ton of overtime, but at least I'm caught up enough to have my weekends off.

I was at Walmart to pick up some fans a couple weeks ago and found myself in the kitchen gadget section. I saw a little 2 quart crock pot for $10. For ten dollars I almost couldn't NOT buy it, if you know what I mean. I absolutely love it. So far I cooked a corned beef in it and made homemade stew that was absolutely yummy!

Today, in honor of Mother's day, I'm attempting to make Chicken and Dumplings in it. Chicken and Dumplings is my all time favorite food in the world. I tried to find some recipes on how to cook it in a 2 quart crock pot – but all I could find were lame recipes. You can really see the Dead Internet theory at work because you can only find major cooking website recipes and most of them want you to use rolled dough for the Dumplings or God Forbid, refrigerator biscuits. No. The only way to make it is using spoon drop biscuits that will be all fluffy when they are cooked, just like grandma used to make. We'll see how it goes.

Happy Mother's Day to all the mothers out there. May your day be filled with God's abundant blessings.

Take care out there.

Tornado Drills

Over a month ago, during our morning meeting, it was announced that our facility would be participating in a city-wide tornado drill on April 17^th. I signed up for PTO for the 17th because I knew that sometimes, these things have a way of going live. It was nice to have a Thursday off, and I ran a bunch of errands and got some spring cleaning done.

When I came to work on Friday the 18^th, everyone was saying that nothing much happened for the drill and there were no adverse weather events. Then they tell me that the Director of Nursing quit suddenly, and I would now be doing all the scheduling for the entire Nursing Department, and Corporate added some extra responsibilities on top of that (for no extra money of course.)

Then every whiner and malingerer came out of the woodwork to tell me their sob stories and childcare issues and how they never work nights or weekends and that these are all the PTO days they to have off, etc., etc., etc.,

I may have been in shock a little bit, because I was surprisingly calm. The whole place was utter chaos and they are still reeling from the fall out a week later.

I said, “Yeah, there WAS a tornado here, just not the kind you were thinking about.” I ended up spending most of the day calling people to see if they can come in and work a graveyard shift since one of our CNA's was a no call, no show for the second night in a row. Oh yeah, this is going to be very fun, I can tell already.

So, I ended up working last Saturday, and as much as I totally don't want to, I have to work tomorrow (Saturday) as well. It is what it is, I guess. I was already so busy, but my checks should be nice with the amount of overtime I'm getting. Like usual, I just take things one day at a time.

Cederq – if you are reading this, I did plan on calling you tomorrow, but now I won't have time. I will try to call on Sunday, we really need to catch up.

I wanted to write about the nightmare of going to pick up my new glasses, or my experience with multi-factor authentication at work but those stories will just have to wait. Wanted to get something posted cuz I know it's been a really long time.

Hope you all are well. Take care out there!

Doctors and Zombies

I am still very busy these days, and it takes me a couple hours to write a blog post sometimes, which is one of the reasons I don't get a chance to post that often anymore. I'd like to say that spring is finally here, but since it is only 30 degrees at the moment, it will probably be a little late this year. I'm so sick of the cold.

Speaking of sick, (not that I am, mind you) since my last job only lasted 4 or 5 months, and I paid for insurance that I never used, I decided that this time, I would use it right away, just in case.

The first stop was the regular doctor (I haven't see one since I have been in Kansas, at least three years going on forever.) All I wanted was a prescription for my thyroid medicine. That's it. But of course, they have to take a blood test, and while they are in there they will test for every disease known to man, and then tell you that you have half of them and then write you a slew of prescriptions. The medical establishment and the pharmaceutical companies are the enemy, so I'll just wander into their camp and say Hey, here I am. It's a nightmare.

After stating unequivocally that I just want a prescription for thyroid, refusing to answer a good portion of the medical history questions (my data is worth more than gold baby), that she can prescribe cholesterol medicine all day long – I wont take it, and don't even try to write a script for the rat poison they call Vitamin D, I agreed to take the labs. She was very unhappy with the fact that I'd been taking donated levothyroxine of various strengths for the last several years. Well, that source was drying up anyway, hence my need to get a real prescription. Maybe now a days, after being poisoned since birth, we literally can't survive without a pill of some sort. I don't know. I did agree to addressing some of my other higher lab numbers. We'll see how it all works out in the end.

By the time I had to go to the Eye Doctor, I was in no mood to answer any more personal questions. Did you know that if you ever say you are depressed to a doctor, it NEVER comes off your medical record? It is there for the rest of your life, even if you are now the happiest person on earth.

On the initial paperwork, I left almost all of it blank, including my social security number. If they are going to use our info against us, I'm going to make it very hard to come by. So I was especially annoyed by the time the little assistant walked me back to the exam room to ask more invasive questions. When she asked me if I smoked, I said, that is not relevant to getting a pair of glasses. She started saying a bunch of nonsense about its all about the total body, etc.

I doubled down. I could see the drop down list of acceptable answers on the computer, yet I just didn't want to answer. After an incredibly long and painful silence, I finally said, “is patient refuses to answer on the list?” She said, “Well, the doctor will want to know this.” I answered, “I'm sure the doctor will deal.”

That was the end of that I guess. Oh, and she was training a new assistant at the time. Welcome to the new job sweet heart.

My eye doctor herself was very nice and the exam was fairly uneventful. All good. As I'm waiting in the lobby to pick out my frames, there was a mother with her daughter who was getting her very first pair of glasses. The daughter was only 5 or 6 years old. I over heard the mother tell the little girl that her new glasses would protect her from zombies.

As if I wasn't annoyed enough already. That was the stupidest thing I had ever heard in my life. First of all why does your 5 year old daughter even know about zombies! Second of all, why would you lie to her like that? No pair of glasses, no matter how thick, is going to protect her from zombies. You might as well have said that Santa Claus is going to protect her from zombies. Sheesh! It take at least a double tap, from what I hear.

I should be able to pick up my new glasses in a couple weeks.

Anyways, I gotta get back to my chores. I hope you all are doing well.

Take care out there.

My Thoughts on The Movie “The Creator”

I watched the movie, “The Creator” this last weekend. I think that if the movie had been given any other name, it would not have been so controversial at the time. Here is the trailer:

I actually loved the movie. Of course, I'm a huge science fiction fan anyway. Not that this movie wasn't filled with predictive programming and pushing an agenda. It definitely was. (Spoiler alert!) The American Military was definitely the bad guys, ruthless and unsympathetic. And all the robots, especially the ones with realistic human faces, were kind and helpful, just wanting to be left alone to raise the human children in their care.

The robots were even “spiritual”. Some were Buddhists and some would be holding prayer beads, etc. Of course they worshiped pagan gods. Idols such as themselves. The entire premise of the movie was to get people to feel sorry for the AI and to see them as the good guys. I can see how people could come away feeling exactly that.

But like I said, it was science fiction. Here is where we are in real life:

Now, I actually suspect that some of those clips of robots doing side flips could be CGI. Not completely buying it at this point. But, who knows. I don't see any robots around in real life yet. Also, when we are talking about military applications for AI and robot technology, let's remember WHO the enemy really is. It's not China or Russia or North Korea. It is us, the general populace around the world. I'm sure all the heads of state in all the countries would just love to send swarms of drones after us. It's all part of the plan, eventually.

And, frankly, it really pisses me off when they talk about robots and AI being care givers at nursing homes. Whoever is designing this evil technology has NEVER taken care of an elderly person before. But then again, they would love to have vulnerable seniors who can't fight back at their mercy. I'm sure the care a robot would give in a nursing home would be more like the following video and not the way they are portrayed in the movies:

Take care out there.

Whipped or Wipped?

We had a beautiful week of spring, with clear blue skies and warm breezes. Then the planes came and sprayed the sky. The next day it was cold again and the air was filled with dust and brown. I saw it as I drove home from work and knew that they were trying to cause tornadoes. Although there were no tornadoes in my state that I know of, the dust storm was so thick on I-70, that it caused a 70 car pile up where 8 people lost their lives. The rescue workers couldn't get to the people who were hurt due to how thick the dust was. Later my sister told me that the dust storm was six HUNDRED miles wide. That's half the distance between Oregon and Kansas. A sizable chunk of the country.

Then it was warm for a few days and the sky was blue. But the planes came again and sprayed. Two days later it was below freezing. It snowed. I was outside in it and the snow stuck to my shirt in little balls. Once back inside it took much longer than it should have for the little balls to melt. So yeah, the snow was fake. But the wind was real and the icy cold. I made sure to take the back roads home.

I stopped at the store on the way because my husband had nothing for his lunches and I needed to pick up some more creamer. Weirdly, I found myself standing in front of the whipped cream. I didn't need any whipped cream so I thought it strange why I was looking at them. Then I realized that the cans of Reddi Whip were now spelled Reddi Wip. I got so angry. Can we contribute any more blatantly to the dumbing down of society? I deliberately bought a can of whipped cream from a competing brand. I will never again buy Reddi Wip. Of course, the internet tells me that it has ALWAYS been spelled Wip, with Snopes being the main “debunker”. Such incredible bullshit. There is no way back in the 40's when it first came out that spelling it wip would have happened. Not to mention that everything Snopes says, the opposite is true. It has to be the fakest and gayest Mandela effect yet. They aren't even trying anymore. Give me a break.

Meanwhile the techno-wizards and mathematical alchemists cast spells with their quantum computers, building a world-wide digital ouiji board. Instead of your fingertips on the planchett, your fingers are on the keyboard, asking AI demons stupid questions. I'm telling you now, don't talk to them. They are lying spirits waiting to deceive.

And when did Elon Musk get so important he travels to the Pentagon to discuss national security issues? I have woken up in Bizarro world and I can't escape. Plus, I'm sure you have by now seen the clip of the drone show in Florida featuring Trump and the beginning of the “Golden Age”

It creeps me out to no end. This is not a good sign. People are worshiping this man, who is literally agreeing to be back in the Commonwealth of England? Possibly. And for God's sake, don't buy a Tesla.

Take care out there.

Incontinence Training

I can't go into details, although I would like to, but apparently, I need to be re-educated on incontinence training so that I can be more compliant with the globalist agenda on board with the new technology coming down the road. See video below. Coming to an adult diaper near you.

Wow. Blizzards, Tornados AND Fires.

Yeah. All in a day's work. 

Plus, some idiot at work decided to test positive for the C-word and now all hell has broken loose. I let them know that it will be a cold day in hell before I'm taking a test and I won't be wearing a mask. Who needs bird flu when you have the gift that keeps on giving. 

Transcendence Re-Imagined

Weirdly came across this video. Only 6 hours old. If they are telling you about it, the technology is already old. This is spiritual, and not in a good way. 

It reminded me of the movie Transcendence. If you haven't seen it, you really should. It could possibly be our future. 

Beyond Brrr

I know I need to post more often, and not to be a big whiner, but this winter is really kicking my ass. After a month with no water it was finally on again. Then it was off, then it was on. It just won't stay above freezing long enough. Current status: off.

It snowed last Wednesday so I stayed home, but when I drove to work on Thursday, my heater in the car decided not to work and my fingers and toes were so cold I was worried about frostbite. It was actually painful. Thank God they warmed up once I got there.

Now we are expecting the Mother of All Snowstorms on Tuesday. It's supposed to be worse then the first one. Wonderful. A bunch of us were standing outside at work the other day. I was talking about all the weather warfare going on and our very young maintenance man said that of all the conspiracy theories out there, he couldn't buy into chemtrails. I pointed up to the sky and said, so you think that big X up there is a natural cloud formation? He shrugged and took a drink of his pop and I added, “Probably brought to you by Pfizer.” He laughed and choked on his Pepsi.

So welcome to Kansas. Where you are microwaved in the summer and geo-nucleated in the winter. I'm too old and tired for this.

Anyway, I hope you are doing well. Stay warm out there.

When I'm 64

I'm so sorry that I haven't posted anything for so long. After scrounging showers from various places and boiling water to wash dishes old school way, we finally have water again in our house. It was over a month (and $500 dollars later), but life can get back to normal. You really take for granted having running hot and cold water at your fingertips. Plus, we froze our asses off during that time. Thank God we had heat and never lost electricity.

We are still sad and shocked about the passing of my husband's dad, but life goes on. During this time, I turned 59. It made me think that I will be 64 when 2030 rolls around. Who knows what life in this country will look like then. But I just take it one day at a time, because the days are evil.

As far as the news, I stay away for the most part. I hear things of course. My co-workers told me about the crash in DC. Once I heard the mention of Runway 33, that was all I needed to know. Whether it was real or fake, or people really died, we will never know, but there are plenty of rabbit holes to go down if you want to waste your valuable time. That is how these things roll.

My boss was all excited when he heard that Trump was going to abolish the IRS. I told him that it was just giving candy to a child before you lure him into the white van. It went over his head. You all let me know when they stop stealing that federal tax money out of your paychecks and maybe I will believe it. There are worse things...

I'm halfway through listening to this live stream from Dayz of Noah while I try to catch up on all my water related cleaning projects. So far, he sees things like I do. Now is not the time to relax and think that Elon is somehow going to save the day. If you get a chance you should listen to his take on the things going on these days.

Hope you all are well. Take care out there.

Cancer Cures and Other Creepy Things

Just a little walk through some past predictive programming, with some sequels coming out this year, 2025.

Then:

Now:

and then

Now:

And just for fun – cant forget the Marvel take on it.

What could they possibly have planned....

Stargate - Write it down

Hat tip to both Evil White Guy and Leo Hohman for posting this video:

Suddenly

It was just time. To brave the mountains of snow between me and the park's bathroom. It's 5:15am. I have time to take a shower before work. I'm halfway there when my foot goes down into the snow and I land on my butt. Definitely wont be taking that way back.

But the shower was hot and it felt good to have clean hair again. It's been two and a half weeks since we had water in our home. It went out fast this year. It warmed up enough a couple days ago for things to thaw and us discover that we have a significant leak (spray), somewhere. We turned off the water coming in. We will have to wait until there is a stretch of time where it will be warm consistently to call the RV repair guy. I'm pretty sure he hates us.

My father in law came out for a visit in July. We knew something was off but weren't sure. He told the same story a couple of times and didn't really respond to conversations like he use to. I really felt he shouldn't be driving.

Last month he was found unresponsive on his kitchen floor and was taken to the hospital. Rapid onset dementia. I know you want to ask the question. Yes, he was fully v'd and boostered. I guess he hadn't taken any of his medications or paid any of his bills for several months. The hospital couldn't figure out what was wrong with him. They thought maybe it was from not taking his thyroid medicine. Because we can't talk about what might cause rapid onset dementia these days. We can't talk about injuries he got from his compliance with nefarious agendas. We can't even bring it up as a possibility. Sometimes I really hate this evil world.

My father in law died last night.

While people were celebrating the swearing in of the father of the vaccine as our next American president, one more victim of warp speed became a statistic. While the country celebrates the pardoning of the J6 actors so they can collect their Go Fund Me accounts, the plans for our enslavement are being put in place. The new digital currency is waiting in the background for implementation. They say 2025 is the year when it all goes down. We should listen to what they say.

Take care out there.

Negative Five Part Two

Well, after spending an hour warming up the popsicle that was my car and scraping all the ice off, I couldn't get out of my driveway without sliding. I decided that I just shouldn't risk it. Luckily I have a co-worker that lives nearby who is picking me up this morning. Stay warm out there.

Negative Five

I've never really been a fan of snow. Not since I've been a grown up and had to try to drive in to work. Years ago I did try to drive to work in the snow and ended up in the ditch. My kids were in the car at the time. No one was hurt, but it's one of the reasons they hate me to this day.

Yesterday most of the roads in the entire state of Kansas were closed, so I didn't feel too bad about calling out to my very new job. Not quite at my 90 day mark.

Yesterday the snow was over 3 feet high surrounding my house. My car was completely buried. I got bundled up and attempted to dig a path from the front door, (had to be careful getting out since there was over an inch of thick ice on the front steps) to the car, but had to give up half way there. I am reminded that I'm becoming an old lady.

I came in and was listening to a podcast. They were playing a snippet of a song about being a soldier for Christ and how nothing would defeat them, including the weather. I said to myself, Ok Lord, I will get all bundled up again and give it another try. But then I heard a noise outside. I looked out the window. The manager of the park was using his mini CAT to scoop bucketfuls of snow off my driveway and away from the car. Then he got out a shovel and made a trail from my front door to the driveway. I almost cried. It was like a miracle. I stuck my head out the door and thanked him profusely. He told me that I was most welcome and that I should put some salt on my front steps. Which I did.

Now I'm sitting here trying to decide if I'm going to try to drive to work this morning. The roads are open, but my drive to work is all back roads with no shoulders or barriers and six foot deep ditches on either side. I need more coffee.

2025

Sigh.

I've tried three times to write about 2025. I could do a recap on 2024 very easily. I was unemployed twice last year and then did a short stint at the worst job I've ever had, followed by what could possibly be the best job I've ever had. So it both sucked, and didn't suck, depending on how I want to look at it.

I could talk about Trump and the things he has said, both positive for us (supposedly) and negative for us, depending on how you want to look at it. I could talk about Elon and Vivak and Dr. Krause and the Final Experiment and all of that. I, of course, look at the whole world stage and the evil plans of the Kings of the Earth. I remember that God laughs at them and holds them in derision.

The enemy is usually up front on how it wants to kill us all. Pick your poison – any poison. We are being systematically poisoned. Speaking of which...

I actually had an opportunity to talk to people at work about vitamin D3. A friend came into my office and during the course of our conversation she told me that her mom was sick and that she had to stop by the pharmacy and pick up Vitamin D3 for her. I told her not to get it. When she asked me why, I googled main ingredient in Vitamin D and main ingredient in rat poison. Which of course brings up the identical ingredient Cholecalciferol. Ironically the D-con website (get it? D CON) will flat out state that they use vitamin D to kill rats. She couldn't believe it! She asked me to print out the pages so she could show her mom. I printed them out for myself as well.

During our morning meeting later, I handed the print out of the vitamin D to the head nurse and then the print out of the rat poison. She was literally speechless. After a long pause she said, “yeah, but they test you...” in which I replied, “They test you for the amount of rat poison you have in your system. Better up your dose” Not sure what will come of it, but once you see it, you can't un-see it.

So...back to 2025. Will the dollar crash? The Economy? They have been saying that for the last 15 years. The economy has already crashed as far as I'm concerned if you have seen the prices of everything lately. My sister tells me that Fred Meyer over there in Oregon is selling eggs for 14 dollars. All I can say on that is, time to stop shopping at Fred Meyer, they are compromised.

Yesterday when I arrived at work, several people were wearing masks. I asked why and apparently someone tested positive for the C-word, and then other people tested positive, some tested negative but whatever. Like HELL, I will be wearing a mask this time. Not gonna happen. But, as the saying goes, the more things change, the more they stay the same.

I don't know what 2025 will bring. I don't care about the evil plans the billionaires like to brag about. Almighty God is in charge around here, despite what they may think. I'm just taking things one day at a time and trusting in the Lord to see me through. He has NEVER failed me and this year is no exception.

Ok, I've wasted valuable time. (Actually, I was hard-boiling eggs as I write this). I gotta get back to work. The house isn't going to clean itself. Pray, prep and be peaceful. Hope you all are staying warm and reading your labels.

Take care out there.