It even comes complete with shoes
covered in the blood of the saints. It's really too bad the Pope
couldn't talk to the Gen Zer's about Jesus! That is really who they
need to hear about, not some hidden version of Satan himself complete
with the blood of the saints on his shoes.
I'm kind of
speechless on how absolutely blatant this is and so many people are
defending it.
(Just as an aside, my job is still
awesome, and everything is well with me. Still incredibly busy, but I
did want to talk about water towers.)
I see many interesting things on my 40
minute drive back and forth to work. I'd like to talk to you about
what I've witnessed about the moon on my drive, but I don't have the
time for the proper research. Maybe next month.
So, let's talk about the water towers
I've seen. There are two water towers I've seen in Abilene. This one:
and this one:
There is also one in Solomon:
Water Towers are cool. But the water
tower I would like to discuss is called Ottawa RWD 2 that is near the
road, fairly close to where I work. This water tower bugs me to no
end. First of all, it doesn't look like the other water towers I've
seen. It looks very similar to this:
but reminds me of this:
Now, maybe I'm just a kook (and who
knows, I probably am.) Coming home from work, Ottawa RWD 2 is on the
left side of the road. On more than one occasion, on the right side
of the road, I have seen a very tight formation of birds fly straight
towards the tower only to suddenly, as a group, turn aside and go the
opposite direction. Over and over they fly in crazy circles across
from the water tower. I have not seen the birds in the area act like
that anywhere else.
We interrupt this post to bring you
some educational videos concerning Tesla Towers:
Maybe it's just me, but if you wanted
to hide a Tesla Tower in plain sight, maybe you would tell the local
population that it was a newfangled water tower and wait till they
all fell back asleep. I could be wrong, but it is highly suspect in
my book. Anyway....
Don't Mind Me sent me Part 3 from Truthstream Media. I had posted Part 1 and 2 concerning the wreckage of what is going on in N C, a couple posts ago. He had posted the link to the second video in the comment section, but it is very important that people know what is going on. Thank you Don't Mind Me for sending these.
It's been a long week. I'm still loving
my job and really starting to love the people that I work with. It's
the first job I've ever had where I feel appreciated for my skills
and my ability to work hard and embrace what is expected of me with a
view to being successful. The responsibilities I have at my job pale
in comparison to what I have to do at home to keep the household
functioning smoothly.
In the mornings I get up at 3:30am (no
masonic number there – it is what it is) have my coffee and relax
for an hour before the workday really begins. I take a shower, make
breakfast for my husband and then pack him a lunch. I wash the dishes
(I don't have a dishwasher – that would be sweet!), get the coffee
maker ready for the next day, get dressed, warm up the car and head
out the door.
I have a forty minute drive to work. It's all
back roads so it is peaceful and I have time to think. I come up with
the best ideas on those drives, that I quickly forget once I get to
where I'm going. I will write more about my morning drives in the
future. It's definitely sucking up the gas though, and I will have to
fill up at least once a week.
When I get home, I check the computer
to see what I missed during the day and then start making dinner.
Lather, rinse, repeat.
Today I need to run into town to pick
up a package and get some groceries. Then I have to prep for the
upcoming week by making some potato salad, cooking a chicken and then
catch up on chores like cleaning the bathroom and vacuuming. On top
of that, I have to do an emergency defrost of the freezer even though
I just did it 6 months ago. The stupid door won't stay shut. Sigh.
There is less than 3 weeks until the
fake election, so I am curious what will happen. Maybe nothing. Maybe
all hell breaks loose. Frankly, I'm just too busy and tired to pay it
any mind. Just trying to get through the day getting everything done.
I'm usually in bed by 8pm. I sleep good.
I know it's been a couple weeks since devastation hit our country in the form of a "hurricane". The following videos are something to keep in mind going forward.
And "they" are willing to admit they have the technology. Read between the lines.
So far, I'm totally loving my new job.
I have my own office and a mini-fridge. I believe at some point in
the future, I'm going to get a little coffee maker in there for that
3pm slump.
One of the women in charge met with me
on my first full day (Thursday) to go over my responsibilities. The
day I went in for the drug test (Tuesday) she called me Judy.
Wednesday, when I came in to watch the training videos (which were
videos on how to care for Dementia patients – not how to do my job)
she stopped in to see me and called me Judy again. This time I
corrected her with my real name. I took the blame for not correcting
her the first time. We laughed about it and she said she may still
call me Judy occasionally as a joke.
I was filling out a time card because I
didn't have an employee number yet to clock in. It needed a
supervisor's signature. I asked her if she was my supervisor. She
said, “I don't know” and told me I didn't need a signature. I
asked if I need to take my breaks or my lunch at a certain time. She
said, “No, you're kind of free range.” Wow, I like that. The
bottom line is, no one is micro-managing me. Sweet.
Part of
my responsibilities is ordering supplies but the supply rooms are in
total disarray. There are duplicate supplies in several rooms
scattered through out the facility so starting day one, I began
taking inventory – going room to room so we have an idea of what
supplies we have where. It's a huge job and will take me a while.
After two days I'm only half way through room 1 and there are
possibly 10 rooms altogether.
I will attend morning staff meetings
with all the important people. For my first meeting I let them know
where I was in inventorying and that when I was finished, I would
bring it back to the group so we could decide together where we
eventually want everything. The Administrator came to my office
afterwards and shut the door. He told me I did an excellent job in
the meeting and to keep up the good work. It's only day three but
it's already in the running for best job ever.
This job, and the entire atmosphere of
the place, is the polar opposite of working for the witches at the
last place. Witches in the literally sense. All
memories of which are starting to fade like a long ago nightmare.
At the end of the day on Friday, my
not-supervisor stopped by to let me know she was leaving work and
that she is very excited that I am working here now. She said, “Have
a great weekend Judy!” We laughed.
