More of Camera-Hating Reilly, And...

Shelby turned 11 months old today; and she'll be followed by to-be-2.5-years-old Reilly on the 25th, and to-be-1.5-years-old Cam on the 27th. Meanwhile, you haven't seen how Reilly hates the camera and tries to avoid it if you thought that she hates the camera as she indicated when the aide took the pictures of Reilly while "Momma" was stretching:

By the way:

1. Reilly and Camille wish all September babies happy birthdays.
2. "Momma" thinks that she knows and would like to know whom Reilly's biggest fan besides "Momma" might be:  someone from either California, North Carolina (or Iowa, as his or her IP address seems to be registered in North Carolina while his or her location seems to be Iowa), Maryland, or Pennsylvania—of course, "Momma" would never share which cities without the express permission of the possible biggest fans (or fan if he or she uses different locations, devices, and/or IP addresses for whatever reason); and Feedjit and Clustrmaps are useful tools to know, e.g., who's engaging with Reilly's page. 

Mark My Words: I'm Among The "Never Trump" Crowd Whom Would Die If Trump Wins And "Never Trump"ers Would Have To Die

I've written similar words before, and I—as a Jewish Christian and person with Cerebral Palsy that is comrbid with mental illnesses—have received even Anti-Semitic and other—including ableist—threats to basically speak for the following words:

If Trump and Reince win—and, for whatever reason, Trump's and Reince's willing extension known as Pence wins—I will willingly die in one of Trump's and Reince's murder camps if I must. "If I must", meanwhile, means "if I can't make aliyah or immigrate to Canada"—unless I'm very blessed, I doubt that hiding will do me any good if I can't make aliyah or otherwise flee the U.S. if Trump wins.

Since—even though I'm a laywoman—I've been one of the outspoken "Never Trump" people, I'm pretty sure that Trump, Reince, and Pence will have me on at least a—so to speak—"small fry" section of a hit list. After all, for example:

1. I'm a Jewish Christian, and being a Jew alone has caused Anti-Semitic Donald Trump—a lauder of My New Order, a friend of David Duke, and a slanderer of the Republican Jewish Coalition.
2. I have Cerebral Palsy and—comorbid with Cerebral Palsy—Obsessive Compulsive Disorder/Generalized Anxiety Disorder, Major Depressive Disorder, and Attention Deficit Disorder. Given that Trump is—for a lack of better terminology—a posthumous disciple of the Nazis and hates Sergei Kovaleski, he will go after me.
3. One threat that I received from an obvious Trump voter: "As a physically fit German American, I can think of a place for you."
4. A threat from a Colin Kaepernick supporter whom clearly shares sentiments with Trump read something along the lines of, "Hitler details why [Jews are at the top of the crime-victims list] in Mein Kampf."
5. Trump attacked Marco Rubio because he is Hispanic, and I've made clear that I'll write in the should've-been-GOP-VP-nominee Marco Rubio  
6. Trump attacked John Kasich by, e.g., falsely linking to him to George Soros, and I've made clear that I'll write in the should've-been-GOP-POTUS-nominee John Kasich.
7. Given the two points mention above, Hispanophobic and Slavophobic* Trump will have no problem going after a person—let alone a Jewish-American woman—whom has been vocal about supporting a Hispanic-and-Czech-American GOP ticket, let alone a conservative Hispanic-and-Czech-American GOP ticket. By the way, keep in mind that the National Socialists—contrary to revisionist history—were Far Leftists, and that is why revisionists paint the Nazis as Far Right, conservatives like Rubio and Kasich as RINOs, and Trump as Reaganesque: revisionists who are promoting Trump have the goal of obscuring Modern Conservatism/Classical Liberalism and Classical Conservatism/Modern Liberalism, pushing one form of Far Leftism against another form of Far Leftism—a la Naziism against Stalinism, and then later blaming the right if push comes to shove—and sadly, Trump does like on track to win if Reince stays as the GOP Chairman.

As I've also said before, I and others will at least have the pleasure of being considered martyrs of the will-be-modern-Weimar-Republic-equivalent if Trump becomes POTUS—mind you that the pleasure will be posthumous, as it was for those whom warned about the Nazis. 

*By the way, the equally-Anti-Semitic wife of Donald Trump is a Balkaner, not a Slav—Slavs and Balkaners are as different from each other as Jews and Arabs are. Also, Jews in Eastern Europe and Southeastern Europe are separated along Ashkenazi and Sephardic lines—I know this because, e.g., my father's paternal grandmother was a descendant of the Legradi Family, whom have roots in the kehillah that was in Legrad, and Croatian Jews are considered Sephardic Jews.

A Weekly Visit To Camille's Maternal Sister Shelby, And...

"Momma" finally told Reilly whom she thinks—or at least hopes—that her "Daddy" might eventually be, God willing, and Reilly wanted to hear who he might be and seemed to approve*—she licked "Momma" twice and touched her hand with her nose once, and after her ears moved when "Momma" asked if she wanted to hear—and this was while "Momma" was stretching and giving Reilly belly rubs.

Before that, "Momma" on a walk and visited Camille's maternal sister Shelby, a daughter of Tootsie and a Maltese named "Booby". Shelby will be 11 months old shortly before Camille turns 1.5 years old and Reilly turns 2.5 years old, and she has already grown so much within her first year and developed a bond with Camille and her twice-removed cousin Reilly.

Shelby when I first met her

Shelby today...

*If any guy who can and wants to know whether he is the person in question, he may feel free to contact Reilly's "Momma" on Facebook, via e-mail, etc.—if he emails, he should put something like "Re About Whom Reilly's Daddy" might be in the subject line. 

Saturday Morning Antics: Camille Using "Auntie Nicole"'s Having To Use the Restroom To Play Games

Incidentally, incidents like this are part of why "Momma" needs a "Daddy" for Reilly and—as "Auntie Nicole"—an "Uncle" for Camille. Anyway, Camille led the trouble this time—despite that she was explicitly told to stay in my room while "Mom-Mom" was picking up "Mimi" from work. Reilly stayed but for a time or two times when she followed Camille down the stairs, and Reilly did come back upstairs for a belly rub. With Camille, on the other hand and for example, I had to try to trick her to go see "Mimi" upstairs, tell her explicitly to come back upstairs, tell her to get out of the living room and "Mom-Mom"'s room; and finally tell her, "Camille, I'm exhausted!"

"Auntie Nicole" can't just pick up Camille—especially with bare feet—and bring her back upstairs, and having a 5'1.75" height—along with Cerebral Palsy and Scoliosis—gives "Auntie Nicole" little—if any—commanding and imposing authority.

Besides "Momma" (Whose Biggest Fan Reilly Seems To Be), Reilly's Biggest Fan Is....Whom?

Besides "Momma" as Reilly's biggest human fan—and besides, for the time being, "Mom-Mom" and then "Auntie Michelle" after "Momma"—and besides Camille as Reilly's biggest canine fan, who's Reilly's biggest fan—or who would be Reilly's biggest fan?

For what noting Reilly's undying devotion to "Momma" is worth, "Momma"'s two—or however many—cents are that Reilly's biggest fan is or would have to be whomever among humans would love "Momma" the most—that is, whomever Reilly's "Daddy" is or would be, whether or not "Momma"'s (good-as-any?) guess or idea is correct.

Anyone—or anyone except those like George Soros, Vladimir Putin, Donald Trump, and Hillary Clinton—could love Reilly—and Reilly could probably love even the Soros, Putins, Trumps, Clintons, and other most-indecent people. Loving "Momma", as Reilly as a "dogter" knows, would be a bit harder.

Meanwhile, wouldn't a gift or miracle be if Reilly's "Daddy" came into Reilly's life by her half-year birthday—September 25th—or at least by the end of September—despite that Reilly is far from good at reciprocating birthday wishes? While Reilly may not at first like having someone else in "Momma"'s life or her life at first, even Reilly thinks that she needs a "Daddy".

Whenever I See A Bad Headline Regarding St. Louis And Vicinity...

I always hope that it does not involve an Andrulewicz in a negative way. For example, the main thought in my head when I read about a Missouri State Senator whom sat down during the Pledge of Allegiance was, "At least she's not an Andrulewicz." As I told a cousin on another side of the family, "The main thing that I can think: at least she's (as far as I know) not an Andrulewicz. I would be highly disappointed if she were." 

I can't guarantee that the State Senator—whom is African American—does not have Andrulewicz blood, she's a shanda fur die goyim and if she does have Andrulewicz blood—after all, the Andrulewiczes (both the Anusim and the openly-Jewish ones) did not come here to express a "**** you" sentiment about the Pledge of Allegiance or the National Anthem.

According to Granduncle Tony, of blessed memory, Julian and Alexandria Andrulewicz Czarnecki:

"There was no special items from Poland that were kept by the family that I know of.  They came with little and acquired everything they had in America.  Over the years all traces of Poland disappeared.  They were now AMERICANS and wanted to be known as such.  The Polish heritage was maintained through Church and their friends in the community..."

Even in the midst of pretending to be Poles and Roman Catholics, Julian and Alexandria Andrulewicz Czarnecki were proud Jewish Americans—and one of their sons died from his injuries in World War Two, though he has yet to get even a posthumous Purple Heart. As for other Andrulewiczes, for example, Joseph Anthony Andrulewicz was KIA in World War Two; and Thomas Bernard Andrewlevich and Jacob Andrulewitz were wounded.

Therefore, I only hope that the Missouri State Senator who kneeled during the Pledge Of Allegiance was not an Andrulewicz whom would disgrace the family name—and a Koheni one at that.

So, Reilly Came Over While "Momma" Was Stretching, And...

The aide who comes over every day to help "Momma" get out and walk, etc. (since "Momma" has Cerebral Palsy) gladly took some pictures of Reilly getting belly rubs from "Momma". Camera-hating Reilly gave the aide the stinkeye and was, as the aide described her, "jealous and possessive".

Incidentally, leave ruining a good moment up to "Mom-Mom"—when "Momma" laughed at one of the first two pictures. "Mom-Mom" accused "Momma" of laughing disingenuously like Reilly's "Pop-Pop" with a "big-mouth laugh"—and then "Mom-Mom" and others wonder why "Momma" hardly ever smiles. "Momma" has to, God willing, eventually get out of "Mom-Mom"'s house and be with whomever Reilly's "Daddy" is supposed to be.