Things the dollar bill have been shown to predict are actually terrifying. Oh, I know. I live with a conspiracy theorist, highly trained in the dark arts of the Masonic Order, before he got kicked out for being a drunk. There are things I could tell you but I'd have to kill you.
I sincerely like hope he doesn't reapply now that he's 21 years sober because I'd have to join the female version, "Daughters of the Eastern Star," or whatever they are called, I just call them "Liberty Chicks" because I can't remember the name, and frankly that's a problem. The other problems are, I am way too immature, it sounds like so much work and really sort of difficult, also I don't want to join any organization that would have me.
Apparently, the husband's mom was in it and then "used her knowledge to evil ends" and got kicked out for becoming a witch. I don't really understand that lady but I immediately asked the husband if she had witchy powers, and he said she was very proud that she could make any child cry by merely thinking it.
To which I responded, "I'm sorry that's just not witchcraft, that is her being a gigantic c

t. There are times that *I* want to cry merely by looking at her, and I have a lot more fortitude than your average child."
The one interaction she had with MY kid was at the wedding, and she told him to put shoes on. LIKE RIGHT AFTER THE INTRODUCTION. He took one look at her (he has fortitude though) and took off running (still barefoot.) I said, "Husband's mom, that is MY child and I allow your son to instruct my child because he is entitled and I have trained him in what is right. You are not granted similar privileges and if you ever tell my kid what to do again, well, I will make sure your son NEVER speaks with you again, and trust me , this b

ch
always wins."
The cool part was during the ceremony, his shoes hurt (rented child tux shoes too small) and he was whimpering and I was like, "Kiddo what's wrong?" and he said his shoes hurt and I was like, "Why not take them off?" and he spent the rest of the ceremony sprawled barefoot on the grass." It was like God was blessing my statement to my soon to be MIL.
To be fair, anyone who is "proud of making children cry for no reason" deserves some time in stocks being stoned in the village square. I mean, Jesus.
Anna
This post brought to you by "I cannot complete any more manual labor yet but the husband is being understanding because I just transferred him 6K and accepted my job offer so he understands my usefulness and need to remain alive." Even the excitement of setting weeds on fire could not get me up, and it looks harder than it looks fun, frankly. Maybe in an hour. LOL.