Sarah Palin knows how old the Chinese gymnasts are.

calendar   Thursday - August 06, 2020

Bowling Shut Down

Well, so much for bowling tonight. We ate dinner early for once, almost finishing off the fantastic brined chicken I’d grilled up yesterday, so we were able to leave at the right time for once.

Got up there with hardly any traffic, arrived 10 minutes before practice was scheduled to start. Got the balls out of the trunk and walked across the parking lot, took one step up the front steps, and the place went dark. Total power failure.

Large parts of NJ are still without power from the big terrible storm Tuesday. Out here in the stick we’ve mostly avoided it, but “mostly” is a relative term. Thousands are without power, but not us. Our power was out for 6 minutes during the peak of the storm. But the utility guys are out doing their repairs, testing and rerouting as necessary. So I guess some areas get shut off for a while. Because.

So we sat on the front steps as more people arrived, and we all hung out, chatting and seeing what would happen. Almost nobody was wearing a mask, so I guess we’ll all be dead tomorrow. The alley folks kept coming outside to give us updates, while some of us made calls and checked the news. Most of Warren County was out, from the Pennsylvania border all the way east to Morris County. Some spots were still on. Chuck called his wife, found out that his house had power, and asked her if she could bring over all his extension cords to power the place. He lives 5 miles away ... nobody has that many extension cords. Wise guy! Actually, it was pretty good socialization, everybody has something to say about the storm, and the masks and the rules and our wonderful much loved governor. Plus we all blamed Mary for the outage, as she made meatloaf tonight. The last time she made meatloaf hurricane Sandy hit and their house was without power for a week and a half.

After 45 minutes, 8 o’clock, the boss man came out and said he had no idea if or when the juice would flow again. So we’re all going to post bowl at some point the coming week. If we can. Assuming there’s power then. As we drove home, we saw that parts of Washington had power, about a mile south of the bowling alley. Meh, what can you do? Everybody else probably waited longer and the power came back on. Sorry, we can’t stay there to 11pm when some of us have to be at work before 8.

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So we came home, ate a little more of that awesome chicken, had a drink and watched a little TV. I’ve got a biga going in the kitchen, as we’re going to auntie’s final pool party Saturday (they’re moving) and she asked us (me) to make a few dozen rolls for the sausage and peppers she’ll be making. I’m the only non-Italian in the bunch, so I’m making some real old school Italian bread dough to make the rolls from. And that means a biga.

A biga is kind of like young sourdough, only made with commercial yeast. Flour, water, and a pinch or yeast, mix it up and let is sit around for 12-16 hours, or fridge it for a day or so. Even commercial yeast will excrete alcohol, acetic acid, and lactic acid, which are the flavors that put the sour in sourdough. It just goes a lot faster, and you get a great breediing up of the good strong commercial yeast. Add the whole thing to a bunch of other flour and water, and it makes flavorful bread pretty quick.

Actually, an Italian biga is almost exactly the same as a Polish poolish, exact the poolish uses a wetter, 100% hydration pre-dough. So a poolish is even faster, but you have to watch it closely and use when it’s just ripe. A biga is only 50-60% hydration, so the thick dough matures slowly. Yeast likes the wet. A biga probably gives you a bit more flavor too, but both are pretty easy ways to make tasty bread with commercial yeast.

Italian bread is the same as French bread, except you add a little olive oil and a touch of sugar. The sugar also kicks the yeast into high gear. Sourdough, poolish, and biga are called preferments, because they are dough that is pre fermented. Which means that the rise time for the whole dough, once you add in the biga, is a good bit faster than the typical 2 1/2 hours. Way faster than sourdough’s 6 - 12 hours.

I’m going to make up a tiny batch of plain dough tomorrow at the same hydration rate, to see how much I need to make a 6” long roll. That’s enough for 2 sausages and some onions and peppers. When I have that dough weight, I can figure out how much dough I’ll need to make 2-3 dozen rolls. I’m making enough biga for a double recipe, but I can spread it out to a triple recipe if necessary. I want a rather soft bread, not a crusty loaf. A smaller crumb would be Ok too. Taste and strength are what I’m looking for. ( Ever try using Wonder bread for a sausage & pepper sammich? It lasts about 3 seconds. )

She’s promised to help, so that should be fun. I think I can make about a dozen rolls per bake. And we’ll make the rolls the night before, so we won’t have to get up before dawn to bake for an afternoon pool party we have to drive 2 hours to get to. Saturday morning is for sleeping late.

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chicken brine: your typical brine of kosher salt and water, half a cup of salt to 3 quarts water. Slice up a few lemons, smash 5 gloves of garlic, rough chop half an onion, and then add a bunch of dried herbs, a tbl each rosemary, sage, parsley, thyme, allspice, and a big handful of peppercorns. Bring to a boil it in a big pot, let it cool, stick a chicken in it, cover, then 18 hours in the fridge. Rinse, pat dry, and then put the uncovered chicken back in the fridge for 2 hours. Get it out, cook it on the grill using offset heat, 400F for a bit over an hour, flipping it a couple times. Super brown, crispy skin, juicy as all get out, and doesn’t need any seasoning at all. Mmm, mmm, good. Next time I’ll use a bit less salt and toss in a bullion cube instead. Moar chiken flava!!

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Have a drink! While I am partial to Manhattans, made the old way with rye whiskey and cold red vermouth (not in an ice shaker, maybe add 1 or 2 ice cubes to the glass), sometimes something lighter and sweeter hits the spot. I don’t have a name for it, but a measure of golden rum and a measure of Kahlua over rocks tastes pretty good and it still packs a punch. A touch sweeter than a Black Russian, but made with booze that actually has flavor. 


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calendar   Wednesday - August 17, 2016

Leaving Home

Well, I know it’s been a while since you’ve heard from me, but now I have an announcement to make. And while I have been drafting posts about both the Iran Ransom and the Olympics (and how politics and cheating go hand in hand), but the big news I have to give is closer to home.

I am still committed to this blog and the Great Cause of our time, but tomorrow- possibly today for you- on August 17th I will be moving halfway across the country. I don’t make it a secret that while I am a man of the right, I have also been a Californian born and raised. And what’s more, someone that has lived on the dread, died-in-the-wool-left Coast itself. My parents came from the Middle of the country decades ago to live here, and I have lived here in this house my entire life.

Now I am doubling back on the path tread by them, the “Okies”, and the Miner 49ers and moving to Ohio. I have my misgivings about My Grandmother is getting on in years and could use our help, and above all the costs of uprooting from the home of 20~ years and moving halfway across the country to a place I scarcely know are less than the costs of staying. Taxes are high, a criminally insane water policy has all but insured drought will strike again, the “law” tried to abolish concealed carry, and I still remember the times when Bernie’s Brownshirts attacked a Trump Rally down the street while two married Jihadists slaughtered a Christmas Party.

This would be the chance where the jokes about the Far Left Coast would come up. But in all due honesty… I feel they’re mostly out of place for me personally. I am NOT blind to California’s innumerable flaws, chief among them the dual facts that it seems committed to being re-annexed by Mexican drug cartels and the fact that it has helped elect every Leftist president we have been cursed with. But the California I knew was generally good to me on the whole. Even with a hideously corrupt school system and government. The neighborhoods were good, The food’s delicious (especially if you know where to look), the climate’s generally above par (though anybody who thinks it shines all the time has never shivered in 30 degree F weather in the middle of Fall of in Santa Clara). And perhaps most surprisingly… almost everybody I have met- and I mean almost everybody- from school on was friendly or neutral. And hard as it may seem, many people know about my political and philosophical beliefs- including in school- and were accepting of it, sans a few individuals (two or three of whom I am proud to say I helped fire).

So on some level I think a part of me will always belong to here, even long after I leave. It is the land of my childhood and nothing I can do will change that. And I suppose I can see why many people might be drawn in by the warm, fuzzy glow of a Leftist, progressive utopia. After all, my life has largely been a demonstration of its’ better sides (to the extent that oxymoron exists).

But even then the underlying rot crept up from the cracks. That was all too obvious from when one of my (married) math Co-Teachers was arrested and dragged off for shagging a student, probably with the knowledge of the Principal.  Even though his wife also worked on the very campus. But more damning was the bitter, encrusted corruption that lies at the top of the school districts and how my parents had to use their legal skill and positions in the PTA to fight a years long, savage battle with a system run by people who will screw over their students- including the disabled- in order to serve themselves. The fact that I was framed for defusing a situation with a history professor blocking the door and physically threatening me was probably the nadir of it. And I think it mirrors the dozens of ways=- from water infrastructure to sanctuary cities to drugs to forest ires- that this dream fails. How it crumbles when even a handful of people with black hearts, greedy natures, avarice, or simple incompetence get high enough on the food chain, and how no amount of resources, Godly mercy, or well intentioned people are around.

I was just one of the ones lucky or blessed enough to not suffer the full consequences. The brilliant VDH has made a long, long series of posts that show a fuller story. It’s well worth reading, just in case you thought you knew everything about Leftist Lunacy.

So, what next for me? I don’t know. But regardless of what happens I do know I can look forward to one thing. Ohio’s a swing state, and we’re moving in time for voter re-registration for the General Election. Which means for whatever I’ve given up, I will have the chance to do something I really never have done before. Cast a vote in the General Election that might make a non-trivial difference. And ultimately, why else was America founded?

In any event, I look forward to getting back in the swing of things.

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calendar   Monday - July 25, 2016

Desiderata, and the Road Back

I know I’ve been away from posting. If I’m honest, the events of the last month or so have been overwhelming. Just when one revelation of Hillary’s true colors comes, more police blood flows through the streets. Then comes a Jihad attack, speeches at the RNC, and yet more.  To follow them is one thing, that is my duty; but to try detailing at them all and post has been quite another.

But right now I am sitting on a bed in the home of one of my uncles, about to leave the paternal family with his


GO PLACIDLY AMID THE NOISE & HASTE & REMEMBER WHAT PEACE THERE MAY BE IN SILENCE. AS FAR AS POSSIBLE WITHOUT surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly & clearly; and listen to others, even the dull & ignorant; they too have their story.

Avoid loud & aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain & bitter; for always there will be greater & lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideas; and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all acidity & disenchantment it is perennial as the grass.

Take kindly to the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue & loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees & the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is un-folding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors & aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery & broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be careful. Strive to be Happy.

I suppose this is what I really needed after all this time, and it did speak to me a lot given where I am now. In all the many ways. For those who are interested, Desiderata is Latin for “Things Desired”, and I suppose it is fitting for it.

The poster claims it was found in a Church in 1692. As it turns out, that is about as accurate as Madame Clinton claiming she was named after Sir Edmund Hillary for his climbing of Everest. In short, it’s a bit off. If 250~ years is a bit.

It was actually written in 1927 by a guy named Max Ehrmann, who really does strike me as one of those great cases of unexamined brilliance. He’s well work checking out; ditto for his other works.

But as for me now? I think I’ve caught my bearings and am prepared to carry on.

It’s good to be back.

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calendar   Saturday - August 15, 2015

Funny, 30 Seconds Of John Kerry Does It For Me

Mr. Bunnsy Gets His Head Down?

26 Page Kiddie Book Tops Amazon Best Seller List:

scientist develops book to send children to sleep in minutes


This book is a real yawner. Which is why it’s selling millions of copies.

The Rabbit Who Wants To Fall Asleep uses psychological techniques to send children to sleep quickly

For most authors the prospect of their books sending readers to sleep would be horrifying.

But the latest publishing phenomenon which is topping the Amazon charts is a book which promises to do just that, at least for children.

The Rabbit Who Wants To Fall Asleep, has been created by Swedish behavioural psychologist and linguist Carl-Johan Forssen Ehrlin and is currently outselling Harper Lee’s Go Set A Watchman and Paula Hawkins The Girl on The Train.

The 26 page paperback, which is the first self-published work to ever top the Amazon charts, uses psychological and positive reinforcement techniques to help children relax, focus and eventually drift off.

Parents are instructed to yawn frequently, emphasise certain words and speak in a slow and calm voice when reading words in italic. Although it has pictures, children are asked to just listen rather than read.

Forssen Ehrlin said it was ‘the verbal equivalent of rocking a baby to sleep’ and hundreds of online reviews from parents claim it has revolutionised bedtimes.

“I had written books before about leadership and personal development using these techniques but I got the idea for a children’s book while I was driving on a long journey with my mother and she fell asleep and I got the idea of how I could use my methods to help children relax” he said.

“When we stopped I wrote it all down on a napkin but it took another three and a half years to come up with the perfect story so that all the techniques were used in the correct order.

“It helps the child to focus and makes them a part of the story so that they fall asleep along with the rabbit. They meet characters like Uncle Yawn and the Heavy-Eyed Owl.”
And the reaction from other parents has been equally positive.

“I’m actually speechless!” one parent wrote on Amazon. “I’m sat here waiting for someone to pinch me. Bedtime just went from taking 2-3 hours to taking 12mins. We made it to the middle of page 2.”

I don’t have kids. Is it really so hard to get them to go to sleep? I’d think ... well, feed them earlier, clean them up, tuck them in warm and tight, dim the lights, and read to them in a calm voice. It always worked for us. We got Winnie Ther Pooh, and I think it took a year or two to make it through the whole book. Just being cozy and having the parent there talking calmly and affectionately… the kid feels safe and loved, relaxes, and that’s it. Of course, you don’t then sneak downstairs and crank up Alice Cooper on the stereo. Be smart about things, right?

Oik, I think I’ll take my morning medicine a little early and head back to bed for a bit myself. And I don’t even have a bunny.


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calendar   Wednesday - May 13, 2015

family dinner

When we were little kids, I always used to try to tell my brother jokes or snappy one liners when he had something in his mouth. Nothing beat cracking him up and watching the milk or toothpaste come shooting out his nose. It was the ultimate brother score.

So I’m up here visiting him and mom for a couple days, doing some heavy lifting tasks neither can do anymore. Today, after a 3 day heat spell, I put the air conditioners in the windows. So naturally it’s getting cold, and we’ll have to use blankets tonight. Tomorrow I get to help rearrange the bushes out in the yard, digging holes for plants and stuff. And carrying boxes of junk out to the garage from the basement. Oh fun!

But tonight we had a nice family dinner, just the three of us. Mom had a frozen kosher chicken, the nice natural kind that isn’t all fat and pumped up flesh. We thawed it out and roasted it with some onions and herbs, and it came out great. I was even Mr. Helpful and made up a nice gravy.

So I get to carve the chicken. Mom wants a drumstick, so I cut one off for her. Cut her a thigh too. Might as well trim the other one while I’m at it. Cut the wings off, one for me, one for the bro. One on each plate. She ladles a scant spoon of green beans onto the plate and takes it out to him. “Here, for your diet.” “Awwww Moooom, can’t I have any meat??” She’s just busting on him, so I get the plate back and go to carve some breast meat. Knife goes down through the skin, and hits breast bone. WTH? Try it again. Skin, bone. This funky chicken has all the breast meat on the side, and almost none up on the bone. So I hacked it off, served him up a plateful, brought it out, and he starts eating. About half a mouthful into it, I tell him that I named the chicken Miley Cyrus. I get a look. I say because it didn’t have much of anything up front, but still managed to show some side boob.

And I almost got him. Another couple of chews and it would have been gravy spew.  I was this close.

My mother comes to the table. “What’s so funny?”

“Andrew named the chicken Miley Cyrus.”

“Who is Malice Iris?” she asks.

And it was gravy time.

Family. Ain’t they great?


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calendar   Tuesday - December 23, 2014

They did a good job

Mom looked like … Mom. Just like every time I’d visit. Kept thinking if I call her name she’d wake up.

Mom’s funeral went off without a hitch Sunday. Oldest sister gave a great eulogy. Baby sister’s husband gave even better comments when the Bishop opened the floor to personal remembrances.

As pallbearer I’m glad the funeral home had guys to instruct us. As her oldest (and only) son I was lead pallbearer. Always the pallbearer, never the pall!

Even with eight guys that casket was heavy.

Oldest sis kept asking if I was okay. Guess I wasn’t showing the emotion they expected. I was never as close to Mom as they were. I’m also on anti-depressants. Plus I’d been expecting this so I’d made my peace with Mom quietly during my visits this year.

Been pretty much a recluse for the last few years. I surprised myself at how easy it was to hobnob with old church friends and distant family that I hadn’t seen in decades. Should come out of my shell?

She is the mother of three beautiful children

Still didn’t get to meet them! grin I said as much in my comments at the memorial service. But here’s me and my sisters.


Hey! That wasn’t a laugh line! grin

Here’s a laugh line: Both of my nephews hamming it up!


Appears this is a tradition now. They do this every time they get together.


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calendar   Friday - December 19, 2014

Sisters having fun with Mom’s obit.

OMG! Who wrote this crap? Both sisters. Takes more than one to be this sappy.

In Memory of
Raeanna Viola Mosier
1943 - 2014

Raeanna Viola Mosier, 71, of Trotwood, passed away on December 15, 2014 at Maria Joseph Living Care Center. Born October 24, 1943 in Long Island, New York, she was the only child of the late Raymond Frederick and Morica Opal (Taylor) Burgdorf.

Raeanna was a full time wife and mother, and enjoyed participating in church, reading, working crossword puzzles, playing cards, watching movies, and collecting a variety of all things beautiful and magical. She was a young soul!

She is the mother of three beautiful children

Oh? I’d like to meet those children. She collected salt and pepper shakers. Nothing magical there.

and wife of 36 years to her eternal companion, the late, Laurens Sheridan Mosier.

Eternal? Yes. I do recall they were sealed in the Temple. Think it was the Washington D.C. Temple. Have to give Larry credit: He was a decent step-father. Cubmaster when I was a Cub Scout. Assistant Scout Master when I was a Boy Scout. Looking back he wins the Dad award. Higher praise I can’t give.

Raeanna is survived by her son, Christopher Dion Mosier and wife Linda of Dayton, OH; daughter Michelle Rae Mosier and partner, Judith Hensley of Huber Heights, OH; daughter Rachele Dawn (Mosier) Maffett and husband, Stephen of Fort Collins, CO; 4 grandchildren: Audrina Christen (Maffett) Miller and husband, Russell of Shelley, ID; Erika Megan (Maffett) Buschang and husband, Phil currently stationed in Iwakuni, Japan; Vincent Scott Maffett and wife, Katie of Fort Collins, CO; Joshua Alexander Mosier of Huber Heights, OH; and 2 great-grandsons: Tristan Aiden Miller & Bryson Cade Miller of Shelley, ID.

Visitation will be held from 2-3 PM Sunday, December 21, 2014, at The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, 1500 Shiloh Springs Rd, Dayton where funeral services will begin at 3 PM Sunday, with Bishop Dan Brazelton, officiating. Burial will take place at Cedar Hill Cemetery immediately following the services.


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calendar   Wednesday - December 17, 2014

There she goes!

Mom slipped away quietly Monday. I’d been expecting this for some time but it still hurts.
She was fine at Thanksgiving.
Sister flew in Tuesday. She’s running things.
The service is this Sunday after church.
Usually you do this sooner than that but we have a surprising number of people flying in for this.
Mom was an only child and now cousins I’ve never met or heard of are crawling out of the woodwork.
Mom kept up an extensive correspondence with cousins.
Mom was 71. Suffered from congestive heart failure (ultimate cause of death), diabetes (lost a leg seven years ago to that), and several other ‘minor’ conditions.

Quote: “If I’d known I’d live this long I’d have taken better care of myself.”
She lived longer than both of her parents. And buried two husbands. The first was the father of us three children.


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calendar   Friday - December 05, 2014


Well, this outta get tongues wagging. Not sure what I think.

The make up ppl say she isn’t even wearing actual lipstick.  Read the article for info on that.

There is no question in my mind that although she is already becoming a successful pre teen model, this is one very beautiful young girl.
Now come the serious question.

Can her look be seen as a sexy one?

Her mother says no and that anybody who sees her daughter as “sexy” is a pedophile.

Not so sure I agree.  I think a pedophile prefers children to begin with. Least that’s what I have read.  They target children almost exclusively. 

However, I think there’s a huge difference between criminal behavior or leanings to that, and seeing the image here as quite a sexual appearance for a 9 year old.

See the link and take a good look at all the photos.

One thing is certain tho.  She doesn’t get these looks from mummy.  There’s a goddess at work here somewhere.


EXCLUSIVE - ‘You must think like a paedophile to see sex in these pictures… go see a doctor’:  Mother of world’s most beautiful girl defends ‘provocative’ images that show her nine-year-old daughter in hotpants

Kristina, aged nine, is ‘world’s most beautiful girl’ with supermodel career
Mother posts images to millions of followers oan Facebook and Instagram
But critics say the pictures of nine-year-old in shorts are too provocative
Men have posted comments such as ‘sexy legs’ and mum was attacked
Today Glikeriya hits back at ‘paedophile critics’ with sick imaginations

By Will Stewart In Moscow for MailOnline


The mother of a child supermodel dubbed ‘the most beautiful girl in the world’ has attacked ‘paedophiles’ who say she is sexualising her daughter by posting provocative pictures of her.

Kristina Pimenova is just nine years old but has become a worldwide sensation after pictures of her triggered a storm of criticism on Facebook and Instagram.

Today her mother Glikeriya Pimenova, who runs the social media accounts and posted the pictures, hit back in an exclusive interview with MailOnline, saying: ‘I do not accept those accusations about sexualisation of my child.

‘I am certain in my mind all her photographs are absolutely innocent. I have never asked her to take this or that pose, and in fact I must say she does not especially like it when I am photographing her, so I do it quickly and when she doesn’t notice.’

Innocent pictures of Kristina, whose impressive achievements have already seen her starring in adverts for Armani, Roberto Cavalli and Benetton, became the subject of disturbing comments online.

But Glikeriya, 39, told MailOnline: ‘You must think like a paedophile in order to see something sexual in these pictures, so it is time for you to see a doctor.

‘Some years ago I posted a picture of little Kristina on the beach in the Maldives hugging her three soft toys and laughing.

‘She was holding all her toys in front of her chest and hugging them, and you know what comments I got to this picture?


‘’Oh, she is covering her breasts because she thinks she has something to hide!’ Can you believe it? I think people who post something like this have serious psychological problems.’

Sipping fruit tea and clearly stung by the accusations, Glikeriya insists ‘All her ‘poses’ are natural. She is just a little girl who is attracting a lot of attention and unfortunately some of this attention is coming from strange people with huge personal problems, keen to throw dirt at anyone.’

Glikeriya insists the problem is a minority who visit their own prejudices onto entirely innocent and beautiful pictures.

Her portfolio from a remarkable six year ‘career’ is simply astonishing, including Vogue and Armani, yet critics see a dark side with one commentator branding a photo of her in shorts as ‘creepy’ while a male user wrote worryingly: ‘I like it’.

Sitting in a fashionable Uzbek restaurant in the elite Krylatskoe district of Moscow, Glikeriya calmly sought to correct what she sees as the misplaced criticisms of her own motives, and her daughter’s poses.

‘We lived in France when I was expecting Kristina,’ explained Glikeriya, dressed simply in jeans, a pink jumper and Loius Vitton scarf. At the time, her husband played for FC Metz.

‘I went to Moscow to give birth and soon afterwards returned to France, so Kristina was born in Russia,’ she said.

‘Until the age of three we lived in France and I was astonished to see the amount of attention she attracted from people who saw her.

‘In any public place we visited, people just surrounded her and keep repeating ‘Oh, such a sweet child’, ‘look at her’, and similar comments.

‘Kristina really enjoyed such attention but it was only abroad, I am afraid. When we came back to Russia it was a shock for my child.

‘I remember she was sitting in her pram as I pushed her, and she kept smiling to everybody who passed by, but nobody cared. She turned to me with pure shock on her face - what’s wrong?

‘But I knew she was cute and decided to give it a try. I browsed the internet and found the model agency for children with the most attractive and easy to understand website, and sent them Kristina’s photographs.

‘We were invited for a chat and she was added to their database. Her first photo session took place a little before her fourth birthday. When she turned four, we had our first portfolio done.’
I do not accept those accusations about sexualisation of my child
Glikeriya Pimenova

Her ‘career’ exploded as Kristina’s image was demanded both in Russia and worldwide. Her daughter’s Facebook has more than 2.1 million likes, and she has 315,000 followers on Instagram.




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calendar   Wednesday - July 23, 2014

probably brothers

And a happy day after birthday to my own brudda.


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calendar   Monday - March 03, 2014


Treated my sisters to lunch today. Baby sis is in from Colorado so we don’t do this often.


From left to riight: Baby sis Rachel, middle child Michelle, and then Christopher, who is busy undressing our cute waitress with his eyes.


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calendar   Thursday - November 21, 2013

Food police

Mom fined $10 by daycare for packing ‘unhealthy’ lunch


lunch of leftover roast beef, carrots, potatoes, an orange and milk.

Sounds healthy to me. This isn’t even a gov’t school. It’s a private daycare. Oh, she left a grain dish out. I’m sure the kids had plenty of grains in their breakfast cereal. One meal does NOT show the kids’ entire diet. That was a very healthy lunch. Healthier than any lunch I ever packed: PB&J, applesauce, cookies or cheese and crackers.


Posted by Christopher   United States  on 11/21/2013 at 10:22 AM   
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calendar   Tuesday - July 16, 2013

£27,000, in dollars that’s $40,741.50 and no taxes to pay.  the benefits system

This really is outlandish.  Hey, do ppl still use that word?

I have read her excuse and pardon me but ... there’s also a vasectomy he could have had long ago.

She says none of the birth control methods have worked. Even condoms failed. Really?  All those many times?  What’s he doing? Reusing them?

I feel sorry for the children though.  I really do.  There has been no thought I do not think, of the result of their lifestyle.  For these kids, this is the norm.
What’s their future going to be?
More than likely a copy of mommy and daddy.  We can hope the heck not, but they are starting a young life with cards stacked against them.

Jobless couple who claim £27,000 a year benefits want a new council house because they’ve had SIX children ‘by accident’ while living in a one-bedroom flat

Maggie Flisher and husband Gavin have not worked since first baby in 2005

Mrs Flisher says she is ‘super-fertile’ - which makes contraception fail

She says she has begged her doctor for sterilisation but is too young

They say the council has ignored their demands for a new home for 8 years

By Martin Robinson

A jobless couple are demanding a new four-bedroom council house after having six children in their one-bedroom flat because the mother claims she is so ‘super-fertile’ it stops contraception working.

Maggie Flisher, 26, and husband Gavin, 30, who get £27,000 a year in benefits, have not had jobs since the birth of their first child in 2005.

Mrs Flisher claims she cannot help getting pregnant and says they have needed a bigger home ever since they started their family eight years ago.

She blames repeated failures with the pill, condoms, arm implants and a contaceptive injection for five out of six of the pregnancies.


Mrs Flisher says she cannot work because she is depressed and Gavin, 30, has to stay in their cramped home to look after her and their family.

Their three eldest children Lacieann, eight, Elektra, six, and Gavin Jnr, five, all currently sleep in the only bedroom.

They currently get an annual total of £22,900 in benefits, including £540-a-month in jobseekers allowance, child benefit of £85-a-week and child tax credit of £1,000 a month.

They also get housing benefit of £270-a-month to pay the rent on their flat in Maidstone, Kent.

‘I’ve been here ten years but I’ve wanted to move since I had my first child and she’s eight now,’ Mrs Flisher said.

read the rest and see the photos


Posted by peiper   United Kingdom  on 07/16/2013 at 08:12 AM   
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calendar   Tuesday - April 23, 2013

cranky dumpster puppy

I got corralled into helping clean out the MIL’s house. I am not a happy puppy. There will be a 30 yard dumpster into which piles of stuff will be carted. There will be an estate / yard sale. There will be things coming back to our house. It will take any number of days, perhaps several weeks.

I did so many projects for that woman when she was alive. I really don’t want to do another one now that she’s gone, but there isn’t a lot of choice. Too much “Oh I have to keep that” mixed in with the “ewww, gar - bahg!” to hire people and just say “empty it all”. So the whole family has to show up when we can, to pick and sort and haul.

This will eat my entire day, and probably my next couple of weeks. I am not thrilled at the prospect.


Posted by Drew458   United States  on 04/23/2013 at 07:21 AM   
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