Wednesday, May 25, 2011

A few things

After seeing a FB friend's post that he's finally had his first bowl of Pho, I have the sudden hankerin' to make a batch.  The problem is that it takes forever... or phoever.  Ha!  I was thinking about cleaning out the old smoker for some ribs and tips come Sunday, but maybe we're due for a nice bowl of noodles.

In other news, it was a full day:


  • Rugrat Wednesday included painting and then some "supervising" for those who sold so many boxes in some various Bounce Houses.  Problem was, where said Bounce Houses were set up, there were a ton of thorns.  It was pleasure mixed with pain for the kiddos.  While they wanted to bounce their little hearts out, there were stickers everywhere!  
  • Playdate with Miss Emily M.  This one went better than expected.  Still learning the "we don't have to agree on everything but we can still have fun concept".  
  • The Money Grab.  Miss Grace won the opportunity to grab as much as she could in 30 seconds for selling 30 boxes of cookies.  She was one of 10 in the entire school from what I understand.  The whole concept trips me out:  she stands in this plastic box in the middle of this pile of cash that's being blown around her for 30 seconds and what she grabs is hers.  The whole thing has GREED written all over this... but how come I'm the only one who's weirded out by this?  
  • I cleaned the house from top to bottom. I love a clean house.  
  • Dinner at Piazza Del Panne with Miss Grace.  We had originally planned to picnic at the park, but Holy Moly the wind was nuts tonight... and it got cold!  
  • Church at The Well.  Well.  I don't know.  Tonight's message was kind of unnerving.  Yesterday I posted a link to a charge that a Republican senator from Minnesota gave to his constituents and colleagues regarding the measure concerning gay marriage on the ballot.  I feel like the Pastor, while he isn't my Facebook friend, read my post and gave a public rebuttal.  I still don't agree.  Still, I do think I'm a Jesus freak... but I don't think being gay is a sin.  So why was that EVEN brought up tonight?  We were talking about idolatry...  Argh. I feel like that's a huge dividing line that really shouldn't be.  Think about how much more unified we would be as a church if we could stop judging things we just don't understand and just start loving...

Anyhoo.  I got some laundry to fold...

Monday, May 23, 2011

Well I just had one of the most scariest 30 minutes of my life.  Deanna, Sophia's little classmate across the street went missing.  Yes, missing.  For a solid hour...  maybe more.  I am seriously emotionally exhausted right now, but thank you Jesus, she was sleeping under a pile of blankets in the living room.  The police came out and our whole neighborhood... even the disabled and the punk ass kid next door were up and down the streets searching.  But yes, the whole time little Deanna was just in a deep, deep slumber under some blankets.  Mind you, she has 4 other brothers and sisters so this definitely feasible.  Mom and Dad watch those kiddos like hawks.  Anytime anyone of them is out front playing an adult is always out front so it was a sheer mystery of where she would of went.  While Mom and Dad were dealing with the authorities I held onto the baby of the family who was inconsolable herself.  The worse was racing though my mind as Sophia stood beside me asking me what was wrong.  And the wails coming from the house  were something I don't want to hear ever again.   But again, thank you Jesus - she's ok.  

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Today I came across a couple of things I wanted to repost and share.  Alas, while I would like to spend my time on the social networks socially networking, keeping my home and single-parenting my almost 6 year old doesn't allow for such things these days.  So here you go in a lump:




I get it that politicians are not perfect and only human. The problem comes though is when they throw stones at us.  Why would you try to legislate what you deem to be morality if you can't even hold to that moral code in your own household?  Do you really stand for that then?

And on another note.  I love you Rachel.  The lesbian in me will emerge if you should ever sit at my bar.



"Ghandi was so fucking Christian, he was Hindu" and "Saying you’re a Christian and not following His commandments is like joining Green peace and hating whales".  Oh Bill, how you make me chuckle.  I came across a lot of "Burn in Hell" posts on Facebook when Osama was killed.  I had trouble with that, but with such a sensitive subject I decided to stay silent and reflect instead.  Last year a friendly acquaintance passed away suddenly. I always kept her at an arms length because she had made it a point to call me out on things way personal that were absolutely none of her business.  It was really more her problem than mine but my insecurities always got the best of me and I let it bother me.  So when she passed, I was still dealing with her stuff she brought around.    And because it was still sitting with me when she passed...  I felt like what I felt toward her was still out there, but really insignificant.  I don't even want it to be out there.  It was more me and how I responded than her calling me out.  Bill Maher calls out Christians to where it hurts.  I want to love despite...

Alrighty.  It's off my chest.

Friday, May 6, 2011

It's so quiet.  Sophia's at school right now but I have to pick her up in about 10 minutes.

I haven't at all been on the social networking very much as of late.  I found myself during Lent missing it... and not.  And now, well, I haven't been wanting to post at all.   I kind of like my privacy.  Privacy is something I sort of let go little by little as my internet community began to grow.  However now, I'm feeling rather quiet.  Me, quiet?

It's not like I'm not doing things... because I am.  The sun is out and everyday is beautiful.  I just don't feel the need to clue EVERYONE in on that.  I would rather have you there in person with me enjoying the sun.  This is not to say I'm not going to post anymore.  Just not as much and maybe I'll ponder things a bit more before I hit that "send" button.