Madison did take her math test today, which was advertised as a big one. She said she did pretty well with it, and we tend to believe her. She didn't have her speech today, the one that she was practicing this morning before school. Index cards in hand, she went through it twice for Mommy and Daddy, and did a great job with her presentation. The classroom speeches are throughout the week, so it may be that tomorrow she'll give her presentation, and of course the theme is "optimism." This is somewhat ironic, given that the President gave his State of the Union Address tonight with the theme of... "optimism."
We're sitting here watching it as I type. The President talks about the lowest unemployment numbers in forty five years, and half the Congressmen are cheering, while the other half are not. It's always an interesting optic: Congressmen who don't clap in response to an announcement about record unemployment rates, while others are standing up and cheering.
Anyway, we said our prayers tonight, just before the speech, we were expressing our thanks to God for getting our ballet shoe back. Daddy dropped by the ballet school to see if it was there, and sure enough, it was. Lesson learned for Madison though: she's quite happy about that. Tonight she was at piano again, and Daddy was working in the parking lot on the last of the messages for this upcoming series, although he's not quite done with it yet. Still, it's good to see the light at the end of the tunnel. This series is almost done, as far as messages go. The devotional is next, and that's nearly half-way done at the moment. It's moving along.
The weather was chilly today, although it was sunny. Tonight, the temperature is dropping down low again, and that big moon is hanging over the sky so bright. It's 14% larger than usual, a "super moon," with a few more adjectives to pin as well. It's a "blue moon," which just means it's the second full moon of the month. Sadly, it is not actually blue. This is unfortunate. But this does allow us the luxury of singing "Blue Moon" with these amazing, profound lyrics:
Bom ba, ba bom, ba bom, ba bom
Bom ba, ba bom, ba ba bom, ba ba dang
A dang, dang, ba ba ding, a dong ding
Blue moon, moon blue, moon dip di, dip di, dip
Moo moo, moo blue, moon dip di, dip di, dip
Moo moo, moo blue, moon dip di, dip di, dip
Bom ba, ba bom, ba bom, ba bom
Bom ba, ba bom, ba ba bom, ba ba dang
A dang, dang, ba ba ding, a dong ding
Yes! Daddy used to sing this in high school with a few others, and it's such a fun song. Daddy sings it today, and ... well, yeah, everyone looks at him funny!
The moon will be a reddish color tomorrow morning when we wake up, because we'll be seeing a partial lunar eclipse here in Georgia right about when we are getting ready for school. We'll go outside and get a peek at that, hopefully if the weather is clear. It might be cold though.
We'll going to bed a little earlier tonight, at least after this speech. Mommy has a bit of a headache, but really we've been doing well here. The flu is at epidemic proportions, but we've been safe thus far from it, something we're definitely grateful for.
The President is still speaking. He's talking about more and more jobs, more plants coming back to America, and more people scowling about that in response. Meanwhile, the other side keeps rising and clapping, and then sitting, and then rising and clapping, and then sitting. Over and over again. I bet it looks funny when you fast-forward it. It's a shame we can't even have the optics of unity at any of these speeches.
Look at this below, and learn from our journalists. These are news pages taken from the internet, just after the speech. Both of these are a response to the same exact speech. First, this site here below gives a description of the speech, what was said in it.
And here's another page about the same exact speech, but all the article titles give you a completely different impression of how things went.
It's the same speech, and yet our supposedly unbiased media is so polarized that nobody - nobody - offers the simple news anymore. The top site doesn't have that much to say that's critical, and the one below doesn't have much to say that's positive. Everything is slanted one way or another. That being said, it is my sad duty to report that true journalism is dead.
Funeral services will be held Saturday. Journalists will attend, and write about it afterwards, blaming each other for what happened.
How refreshing it will be some day when someone reports a story without some sort of angle. It's a dream, sure. But it's definitely something to be optimistic about, the reclamation of true journalism.
We were reading again tonight from "When the Sea Turned to Silver," and the devotional as well. We're all under all kinds of blankets and covers in bed, and even here on the couch as we watch the speech. Soon, we'll head upstairs and dive under those covers. That's the fun thing about winter time, those warm blankets!
Bom ba, ba bom, ba bom, ba bom
Bom ba, ba bom, ba ba bom, ba ba dang
A dang, dang, ba ba ding, a dong ding...
We're sitting here watching it as I type. The President talks about the lowest unemployment numbers in forty five years, and half the Congressmen are cheering, while the other half are not. It's always an interesting optic: Congressmen who don't clap in response to an announcement about record unemployment rates, while others are standing up and cheering.
Anyway, we said our prayers tonight, just before the speech, we were expressing our thanks to God for getting our ballet shoe back. Daddy dropped by the ballet school to see if it was there, and sure enough, it was. Lesson learned for Madison though: she's quite happy about that. Tonight she was at piano again, and Daddy was working in the parking lot on the last of the messages for this upcoming series, although he's not quite done with it yet. Still, it's good to see the light at the end of the tunnel. This series is almost done, as far as messages go. The devotional is next, and that's nearly half-way done at the moment. It's moving along.
The weather was chilly today, although it was sunny. Tonight, the temperature is dropping down low again, and that big moon is hanging over the sky so bright. It's 14% larger than usual, a "super moon," with a few more adjectives to pin as well. It's a "blue moon," which just means it's the second full moon of the month. Sadly, it is not actually blue. This is unfortunate. But this does allow us the luxury of singing "Blue Moon" with these amazing, profound lyrics:
Bom ba, ba bom, ba bom, ba bom
Bom ba, ba bom, ba ba bom, ba ba dang
A dang, dang, ba ba ding, a dong ding
Blue moon, moon blue, moon dip di, dip di, dip
Moo moo, moo blue, moon dip di, dip di, dip
Moo moo, moo blue, moon dip di, dip di, dip
Bom ba, ba bom, ba bom, ba bom
Bom ba, ba bom, ba ba bom, ba ba dang
A dang, dang, ba ba ding, a dong ding
Yes! Daddy used to sing this in high school with a few others, and it's such a fun song. Daddy sings it today, and ... well, yeah, everyone looks at him funny!
The moon will be a reddish color tomorrow morning when we wake up, because we'll be seeing a partial lunar eclipse here in Georgia right about when we are getting ready for school. We'll go outside and get a peek at that, hopefully if the weather is clear. It might be cold though.
We'll going to bed a little earlier tonight, at least after this speech. Mommy has a bit of a headache, but really we've been doing well here. The flu is at epidemic proportions, but we've been safe thus far from it, something we're definitely grateful for.
The President is still speaking. He's talking about more and more jobs, more plants coming back to America, and more people scowling about that in response. Meanwhile, the other side keeps rising and clapping, and then sitting, and then rising and clapping, and then sitting. Over and over again. I bet it looks funny when you fast-forward it. It's a shame we can't even have the optics of unity at any of these speeches.
Look at this below, and learn from our journalists. These are news pages taken from the internet, just after the speech. Both of these are a response to the same exact speech. First, this site here below gives a description of the speech, what was said in it.
And here's another page about the same exact speech, but all the article titles give you a completely different impression of how things went.
It's the same speech, and yet our supposedly unbiased media is so polarized that nobody - nobody - offers the simple news anymore. The top site doesn't have that much to say that's critical, and the one below doesn't have much to say that's positive. Everything is slanted one way or another. That being said, it is my sad duty to report that true journalism is dead.
Funeral services will be held Saturday. Journalists will attend, and write about it afterwards, blaming each other for what happened.
How refreshing it will be some day when someone reports a story without some sort of angle. It's a dream, sure. But it's definitely something to be optimistic about, the reclamation of true journalism.
We were reading again tonight from "When the Sea Turned to Silver," and the devotional as well. We're all under all kinds of blankets and covers in bed, and even here on the couch as we watch the speech. Soon, we'll head upstairs and dive under those covers. That's the fun thing about winter time, those warm blankets!
Bom ba, ba bom, ba bom, ba bom
Bom ba, ba bom, ba ba bom, ba ba dang
A dang, dang, ba ba ding, a dong ding...
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