Sunday, November 30, 2008
Some recent Facebook comments from people I actually know:
hope im just like dehydrated or sumthin.
doesnt matter if they make profit off of it.. their still giving money away to chairity
Caitlyn isnt feeling great. and hasto get up early for a math test. thats the worst. =[.
its too quiet without youuuu
Wow your big time! thats awesome. I love Nip/Tuck, steal stuff from the set and sent it to me!
What's frustrating U hun? Anything i can do to cheer U up?
when do you get backkkkkk?!
It's just too frustrating. I can't possibly not write a ranting blog entry about it. Why must young people write as if they have zero intellect?
I recently read a friend's facebook status that said "[His name] is tryin to make sum ringtones. what FREE program do u use? i found one on a website thats really good. just alil tedious." I commented back.
"Why don't you spell with real words?" I asked.
"if 1 understanz wut im sayin wut duz it madder?" he replied, being a smart-alec.
"Because you sound much dumber than you actually are," I replied.
"Mandy, this is just Facebook. Thank you for knowing how I speak online is not necessarily how I speak in real life. That being said, this is just facebook. I am not writing a thesis, grant proposal, or a letter to my grandmother. I usually just do not want to take the time to type everything out properly," he said.
This got me thinking. I realize that this is a less formal communication method. I'm good with that! I don't always capitalize when I'm supposed to or check every word for spelling errors when I write on Facebook walls or talk with IM.
But seriously, people, why must you completely abandon everything you've ever learned about writing and become 100% lazy (Yes! Poor writing is lazy!) when you get on Facebook?
Here's the thing, friends. People already look down on the younger generation. It will always be true. Younger people must prove themselves to the older generations to be taken seriously! I don't care how you feel about that; it's true. It's true in the business world, it's true in school, it's true in the moral and religious world (Ever heard of 1 Timothy 4:12? There's a reason Paul told Timothy: "Do not let anyone look down on you because you are young, but be an example for other believers in your speech, behavior, love, faithfulness, and purity.")
Let's talk about that "setting an example for other believers in speech." Obviously, we usually think what we say in reference to this passage, but I'd like you to take a minute to consider the way you say them. If your grammar, spelling, and capitalization are so bad that nobody is taking you seriously to begin with, why would they bother trying to interpret your message?
I don't care if it's fair. You must work extra hard to prove yourself as a young person. You must work extra hard to communicate effectively and intelligently.
Do not intentionally misspell words - it's not cute when you say "sumone" instead of "someone." Learn the difference between "to" and "too;" "their," "there," and "they're," and for goodness sake, "you're" and "your!" Use an apostrophe every so often! Don't hold down keeeeyyyyyss because you think it's funnnyyyyyyyy! Add the "g" to the end of the present participle form of verbs!!
It's honestly not that difficult to write like an adult! You are a college-educated human being. And even if you're not, you are at least high-school educated, and if American schools can't even teach basic grammar in 13 years of schooling, I want to move out of this country before I pro-create (But guess what? They do. Because I came away knowing how to write).
Put some effort into your writing. Even casual writing. You will not be taken seriously otherwise. Really, you shouldn't be taken seriously otherwise.
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Henry: What do you know? You build flying machines and you walk on water, and yet you know nothing about life!
Leonardo da Vinci: I know that a life without love is no life at all.
Danielle: Forgive me, Your Highness, I did not see you.
Henry: Your aim would suggest otherwise.
Henry: You told me it was a matter of life or death.
Leonardo da Vinci: [unrolling the Mona Lisa] A woman always is, sire.
[after DaVinci opens a locked door by removing the pins from the hinges]
Louise: Why, that was pure genius!
Leonardo da Vinci: Yes, I shall go down in history as the man who opened a door!
Henry: Nicole, do you know the ruins at Amboise?
Henry: I often go there to be alone. Would you meet me there tomorrow?
Danielle: I shall try.
Henry: Then I shall wait all day.
Gypsy Leader: M'lady, you may have anything you can carry.
Danielle: [glances at the Prince] May I have your word on that, sir?
Gypsy Leader: [considers for a moment] On my honor as a gypsy, whatever you can carry. [Danielle lifts the Prince over her shoulders and begins to walk off with him. The gypsies laugh] Gypsy Leader: [Laughing] Wait! Please! Come back! I'll give you a horse!
1. Jack. I have been insanely blessed with an incredible husband. He never ceases to impress with me with his kindness, intellect, responsibilty and ability to make me laugh. Even after only 8 months of being married to him, I can't imagine life without him.
2. My family. My parents have given us so many things, from the equity in the house to the dinners they pay for when they take us out. My brother and sister-in-law make life more enjoyable with their e-mails, phone calls, and their dog's blog entries. My in-laws have been nothing but amazing and sweet to me, and I realize this isn't the case for many parents-in-law/kid-in-law relationship. My father-in-law is also always willing to come help with (by "help with" I mean "do") all of the renovations we're doing on our house.
3. Our jobs. In this very uncertain economy, it's nice to have pretty good job security, and even more than that, to be working jobs we actually like. Sure, we have days where we don't particularly want to get up and go to work, but most of the time we really love doing what we do. I realize that's not the norm.
4. Our friends. From neighbors who threw me the most beautiful bridal shower ever and are willing to do anything for me daily if needed, to bosses who think of us when they hear about good deals on cars, to new friends to go to dinner with, to work friends who always make me laugh and brighten my stressful day, to a beautiful girl who prays for me daily when she could easily be feeling sorry for herself during a hard time, to taekwondo students who give us incredibly generous gifts. What a blessing these people are!!
5. All the stuff. Even though we don't deserve it, God has provided above and beyond what I ever thought possible during my short 22 years here. To own a house, a couple of cars, the computers, the TVs, the scrapbooking supplies, the hardwood floors, the clothes, the pretty dishes, the video games, the decor... I could go on and on. Not a day goes by that I'm not thankful for the things God has provided.
Five things Jack is thankful on Thanksgiving:
1. A wonderful loving wife. Because she helps me out in so many different ways.
2. Such a wonderful house. It's a joy to come home every day and see it.
3. Our jobs. There are so many people out there that either don't have jobs, or have jobs they don't like.
4. Our health. Neither one of us have too many issues.
5. That Mandy has a new car, so I don't have to worry about her when she drives around.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Mississippi Girl — Faith Hill – EVERY time this one comes on the radio, Jack sings this to me in the same octive Faith Hill sings in, and it makes me die with laughter.
What Was I Thinkin' — Dierks Bentley – “Our” first song – Jack said this was “our song” when we first started dating, because I was so young so he wondered what he was thinking trying to date me – romantic, huh?
I Will Be Here — Steven Curtis Chapman – Susan sang this at our wedding
Forever & Ever, Amen — Randy Travis – Every time this one comes on the radio, Jack sings it to me.
I Cross My Heart — George Strait – We danced to this one at our wedding for our first dance.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Mmmm... first hot chocolate of the season
Quiz of the day: which Christmas movie (shown here) did we watch while decorating? Leave a comment!
I did not take on more than I could handle at work, and I am not barely staying above water.
I did not grab my AWANA shirt off my floor on Wednesday morning and spray it with Downy wrinkle release rather than having it washed and ready to go from the week before. I never wear unwashed clothing!
I would not have called in sick today (if I didn’t have so darn much work to do!)
I did not lay down on my office floor today to see if it would help my back ache. Then, I did not sit on the floor for a while, half because it helped a little, and half because I needed a break from editing.
I am not super-excited about the car that I haven’t seen yet that Jack said he would buy me. I have not all-but made up my mind that I’m going to let him buy it.
I do not resent Jack for bringing home icky little kid germs all the time from the taekwondo school, then being immune himself and passing the illnesses on to me.
I did not enjoy myself immensely on Saturday night, when Jack and I went out with another couple, and we did not end up talking for three hours after dinner. I absolutely did not prep Jack with behavior “suggestions” before the dinner – he’s an adult and he knows how to behave on his own! I was not really really really hoping he would like my friend’s husband so we could all hang out together.
I am not really excited that I finished my first video at work, and I’m not hoping for more video projects!
What did you "not" do today?
Stay tuned; I may have a new car tomorrow…
Saturday, November 22, 2008
If you become a fan of Papa John's Pizza on Facebook, they send you a promo code for a free medium pizza. That sounds a lot like Wednesday night's dinner!
Maggie's getting excited...
Update - It's been an hour and I still haven't gotten my coupon. Stay tuned for a possible complete turn-around of this review.
Update #2 - Because I thought maybe my e-mail address just hadn't gone through the first time, I tried re-submitting it on the previous page. I got a "Duplicate Entry" page, and as a reward for my "stupidity," this is what the page said:
"Oops... It appears the email address or registration information you've entered has already been used to register for our weekly email offers. You should already be receiving special offers and informational emails from us. As our way of saying thanks for already being a Papa John’s email club member, please enjoy a FREE order of Cheesesticks with your next online pizza purchase. Click Here for a special FREE Cheesesticks offer."
YAY! Papa John's and the U.S. Government: Rewarding stupidity with free stuff.
Friday, November 21, 2008
But I just looked at Amanda’s and Sarah’s pictures from their recent camping trips, and they came away with really beautiful pictures, which is kind of making me re-think the whole camping thing. The problem is, we don’t really know how to camp. And that’s not fully our faults… we did go on camping trips when we were kids, but during my family camping trips, we slept on cots in little cabins every Easter, while Jack slept in pop-out campers on his. We never did camping “right.” (Or maybe… we did!)
Now the question is… do we (actually, “I,” not “we,” because I already know what Jack’s reaction will be to this idea) want to try this now that we’re adults?
Hmm… Something to ponder.
Here’s the result I’ve come up with at the moment: it’s cold. Let’s go camping in a hotel.
After our soup was served, I took a little sip off my spoon and remarked that it was hot, so be careful.
“Well of course it’s hot,” he said. “That’s what makes it soup!”
“That’s what makes it soup?” I retorted, mockingly. “The temperature?”
“Yes,” he replied, confidently.
“Alright then, so when it gets cold it ceases to be soup?”
“What does it become then?” I asked
“Cereal,” he replied, without hesitation.
I proceeded to initiate a passionate yet friendly argument about why soup could not possibly turn into cereal, using arguments from “okay, so exactly what temperature does soup have to drop to before it’s cereal?” [Answer: room temperature]. “Okay then, so canned soup isn’t soup until it’s heated?” [Answer: no].
It’s really not all that productive disputing someone who’s completely devoid of logic in their arguments.
But I guess I’ll give him a break… did I mention he came and took me to lunch today?
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
As my morning bagel was toasting, I got out the crock pot and the bag of pot roast, carrots, and potatoes, congratulating myself on how amazingly prepared I was. I set it on low and added the food with about of a half a cup of water.
As I entered the house, I was pleasantly surprised by a nice food smell. Oh yeah! I already cooked! Yay!
Apparently, it was either not enough water or too much time after my 10-hour day at work, because this is what I actually came home to:
Time will tell whether Jack will eat the burnt potatoes, shrivelled carrots, and dried out pot roast for dinner or not. I've mentioned before that his standards are pretty low for food. And thank goodness for that.
The problem is...this isn't the first time I've had crock pot trouble.
The last time I brought out the crock pot, I had one of those Betty Crocker (or insert other food brand name here) frozen crock pot meals, I think it was something like stroganoff. Evidently, you need to read the directions on these things, because I just threw in the meatballs, noodles, water, and gravy all at the same time.
An hour after I got to work, Jack called me.
"Um, honey? What's this in the crock pot?" he asked.
"Our dinner," I said, excited about my new status as most prepared wife ever.
"Well," he said "I don't think I want to eat it."
"Why wouldn't you want to eat my dinner?" I asked in my poutiest voice.
"It's mush," he reported. "The directions say that you weren't supposed to add the noodles until an hour before serving. Did you even read the directions?"
"Oh. Um," I said. "You're going to need to throw that out."
Apparently Mandy and the crock pot do not play well together. Perhaps next week I can share all the ways I can screw dinner up with nothing but a griddle.
**Update: Jack got home and chose cereal. He did a little laughing at me for my inability to cook using the presumably easiest method possible. He also poked at the potatoes and carrots, remarking: "It still feels like food." Then later, when he was throwing it out: "This smells like burnt french fries." Oh well. Maybe I'll be a gourmet chef in another lifetime. For now, we'll enjoy our Lucky Charms.
Monday, November 17, 2008
Jack and I did not spend about $200 between us on Christmas gifts and decorations this weekend.
I was not super-excited that Jack's friend needed a place to stay Saturday night because I wanted to use my guest room.
I was not afraid of a 7-week-old baby when I held her. What could she possibly do to me?
Oh yeah, and I did not call a 7-week-old baby "it," as in "Aww! It's so small!" and did not get corrected by her dad: "She. She's so small."
I did not try to get out of going to Jack's tournament on Saturday morning because I didn't want to get up for it or pay the $5 to get in the door. (It didn't work... I still went. But I'm glad I did.)
I was not glad about the Cowboys winning only because I knew it would mean my husband would be in a good mood.
I am not annoyed that my husband must not only watch every second of the Cowboys game LIVE (we have a DVR!! Pause it for a second, for crying out loud!), but also the Out of Bounds hour-long recap afterwards.
I'm not at all excited about my new wood floors or valences in the kitchen. I don't want to look at them all the time. I also don't want to rip out all the wall paper, texturize the walls, and paint all the trim and walls in my insane fit of motivatedness to get the house in order and perfect.
I didn't pout about anything this week. That would be childish.
And I definately DON'T want to brag ALL the time about my perfect and wonderful husband who cooks, cleans, opens my doors, wins tournaments, and takes me shopping. I am NOT married to the sweetest, most talented man in the world. I am definatly not really really happy to be married.
[Except that I am.]
Sunday, November 16, 2008
"I like being your wifey."
He looked at me and smiled.
"I like being your wifey too," he responded.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
I like making folders for each year of pictures, like this:
..and in that, make folders with a date (mm-dd) and description (e.g., "10-25 - Boston")...
...sometimes, if I have a trip with multiple locations, I split the folders up even more with the dates of each location, like I did for honeymoon here:
...and within that, I put all my pictures, seperating the best into a "Best" folder for finding them easily for scrapbooking or putting them on facebook. (By the way, don't put every picture you take on facebook. Weed out the bad ones and only post the good - a lot of the ones you take suck and we don't need to see them!! Rant over.)
I realize this may seem over-the-top as far as how many folders there are, but you'll thank me when you're looking for a picture or wonder when a trip happened and can look at the location of the picture on your hard drive and easily find the date associated with it.
Someday, I'll finally tell you about: Using the free bulk rename utility to rename the actual files to include the date and time taken, along with a label you can use to search your hard drive for the perfect picture.
Here are the two big things I must brag about today:
- This morning, Jack competed at an "A" tournament and won 1st in Weapons and 2nd in Forms. He makes it look completely effortless, and aside from being absolutely exhausted after he finishes his forms, I kind of think it is for him. He doesn't really have to work for it (though he discovered that he does much better when he does work for it), because he has such great natural talent when it comes to taekwondo. He always makes me proud.
- Last week, my friend was coming over to watch the CMAs with me, so I picked up the house a little on Tuesday night, then a little more on Wednesday after AWANA, but it wasn't exactly spotless. I asked Jack if he would do the dishes on Thursday morning and just kind of pick up some of the clutter by his chair in the living room, and he said it wouldn't be a problem. When I got home that evening, not only had he cleaned the kitchen and picked up the living room, but he had swept the front and back entry ways and vacuumed the living room and game room for me. I found out later that he had had to work extra hard at work that morning to get back in time to do that for me.
I guess I'll keep him a while. :)
Friday, November 14, 2008
- Taylor rocked. Too bad the audio was off (banjo and cymbal were getting through loud and clear, though... blah). The whole show had huge audio problems. Sarah and I were pretty sad about that, being audio people ourselves who could OF COURSE run the whole thing perfectly (ha).
- Oh my goodness... they had Reba's mic off for half her performance with Brooks and Dunn (YOU DON'T FORGET TO TURN ON REBA'S MIC!!!)
- Kid Rock does not belong at the CMAs. Kid Rock does not belong at the CMAs. Kid Rock does not belong at the CMAs. Kid Rock does not belong at the CMAs. Kid Rock does not belong at the CMAs. Kid Rock does not belong at the CMAs.
- Sugarland's new song (AND JENNIFER'S OUTFIT!) was weird.
- I liked that Miranda played on stage with just her guitar. It was pure and simple and showed her raw talent.
- George Strait. Greatness. The end.
- Carrie - 8 DRESSES. 8 different dresses in 3 hours. Wow. That's all, just wow.
- Anybody else think it's interesting that the two hosts won best male and best female artists?
"You know, last night made me feel really great about being a country music fan in general. Country music is the place to find reality in music, and reality in the stars who make that music. There's kindness and goodness and....honesty in the people I look up to, and knowing that makes me smile. I'm proud to sing country music, and that has never wavered. The reason for the being.. nights like last night." Source: Taylor's blog
Thursday, November 13, 2008
After all of that, I overlooked the clock radio set to wake me up in the morning, so I woke up to the announcement of who won Entertainer of the Year. I made an "auuugggghhhh" sound and turned it off quickly, and Jack laughed at me, consoling me with "don't worry, at least it wasn't one of the IMPORTANT awards."
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
I have AWANA tonight, which is just fine because that’s what God made DVRs for (Yay!) My friend Sarah is also going to be at AWANA, so we’re watching them on THURSDAY (tomorrow) night instead of tonight. SO… if you love me at all (or just aren’t a jerk), please don’t text, e-mail, call, or tell me anything about the results until after tomorrow night. I’ll be in news, radio, facebook, and TV isolation until then.
Thanks for your cooperation. I don’t have much; don’t ruin this one for me.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Yes, it was worth going out at midnight and dealing with very slow Wal-Mart employees, not getting home until 1 a.m. then having to get up for work early the next morning. Yes, it was worth being teased by my husband about having a "girl crush" on Taylor.
Fifteen: Cried while recording this
Love Story: Someday I’ll find this
Hey Stephen: Love and the ft (?) ***Love and theft. Thanks, Shane.
White Horse: All ever wanted was the truth
You Belong with Me: Love is blind so you couldnt see me
Breathe: m sorry m sorry m sorry
Tell me Why: Guess was fooled by your smile
You’re not sorry: She can have you
The way I loved you: We cant go back
Forever and Always: If you play these games were both going to lose
The Best Day: God bless Andrea Swift
Change: You made things change for me
Monday, November 10, 2008
- Mistletoe is a parasitic plant that grows on trees, particularly hardwood trees like oak and apple. A parasite is a plant or animal that needs another plant or animal to survive. As mistletoe grows on a tree and uses its roots to invade a tree's bark, which allows mistletoe to absorb the tree's nutrients. Sometimes, mistletoe can harm a tree and cause deformities in a tree's branches, but usually it doesn't kill its host.
- The word "Mistletoe" is derived from the Old English words, "mistel" (dung) and "tan" (twig). The plant is thought to be named after bird droppings on a branch.
- Ingesting mistletoe can cause severe stomach cramps and diarrhea, and in some cases can be fatal.
- The correct mistletoe etiquette is for the man to remove one berry when he kisses a woman. When all the berries are gone, there's no more kissing permitted underneath that plant.
- Mistletoe is also said to be a sexual symbol, because of the consistency and color of the berry juice as well as the belief that it is an aphrodisiac, the “soul” of the oak from which it grows.
- Maidens may place a sprig of the plant under their pillow at night in the same manner a child places his or her lost tooth in anticipation of a visit from the Tooth Fairy. Instead of exchanging teeth for money, however, the sprig of Mistletoe allows women to dream of their Prince Charming. Burning a mistletoe plant is also thought to foretell a woman’s marital bliss, or lack thereof. A mistletoe that burns steadily prophesies a healthy marriage, while fickle flames may doom a woman to an ill-suited partner.
I have not cleaned my new kitchen floor many, many times because I like the way it looks all shiny and clean.
I wasn’t secretly a little glad the dog peed on our pile of clean clothes because Jack was re-washing them and hanging them up for me all weekend.
I didn’t let my husband and father-in-law do all the work on the kitchen floor, and then put in the last piece as if I deserved the honor.
I’m not listening to Christmas music and drinking from my Christmas mug right now. It’s not even Thanksgiving yet!
I did not use a razor blade to chip all the paint off my window seat instead of sanding it down. That would be potentially hard on the wood!
I didn’t watch the Fist Foot way, the worst movie ever made, on Saturday night. (Actually, except for the first 30 minutes or so, I really didn’t, because I went to sleep. Thank goodness for that.)
I’m not completely bored with politics to the point of not caring what’s going on in Washington anymore.
I’m not having love affairs with McKmama’s and Meagan’s blogs.
I did not tip almost 50% on an eyebrow wax just to make it a nice even number, because, like Meagan, I’m not OCD and neurotic. I don’t do that every single time I go, and I did not get reprimanded from my husband for it.
Jack and I did not decide yesterday to plan a big fancy Christmas party in a burst of motivatedness and Christmas spirit, then today lose heart and debate whether we should really do it because it’s going to be a lot of work.
I’m not spending entirely too much on my Christmas cards this year because I felt like making them would be fun (which it is, fun, that is).
I’m never mad at my husband for staying up late and playing video games instead of coming to bed with me, even if he’s not tired and he doesn’t have to get up until 10 a.m. the next morning.
I never resent Jack for sleeping in when I have to get up.
And I do not have a blogging obsession!
What have you not done today? ;-)
Friday, November 7, 2008
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Ms. Tiffany told the kids to take a step back from "God." They all got a little further away. Ms. Tiffany explained that this is what happens when we sin. We're not as close to God.
But the good news about all of this is that we don’t have to be separated! Jesus came and died for sins to pay the price for our sins, which means, if we choose to accept that gift, we can have a relationship with Him despite the bad things we’ve done!
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
[But about year 2 of the term, people my age are apathetic and disinformed.]
Not claiming I'm actually informed most of the time; just saying it's an interesting phenomenon.
Some recent facebook status changes on my feed:
Lindsey is so tired of the dramatic status messages...Obama won't ruin your life any more than George Bush ruined mine ;) No need to cry about it.
Chad is Wait, was there an election today??
Krista America took a large step in overcoming racism tonight - something ALL of us should be proud of! Get rid of the sarcasm, the terrorist-jabs, the suicide notes.
Caitlyn is que sera, sera.
Staci "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future". Jeremiah 29:11.
Kristen is it's all yours Dems so let's see what you got. I'm starting the countdown now.
Jennifer "For kingship belongs to the Lord, and He rules over the nations." Psalm 22:28.
Will is happy that the forces of greed and pride didn't win this time.
Danielle is stoked that we as a country are ready to take a new walk in life!
Sarah is Peace be with us all. Everything happens for a reason though ~*~.
Andrew LOLBAMA WINS LOL.
Aaron just got the worst birthday present ever... Obama.
Chelsea is obama suckas.
Alison is proud of VA! First time since 1964!
Dori says "WHOOHOO OBAMA!" Thank the Lord.
TJ and please all you political experts out there on my friends lists, hold ur tongue untill obama shows he cannot handle the position. remember U voted for bush!
Mark is cautiously hopeful.
TJ THOROUGHLY enjoyed obama's speach. it was one for the ages.
Stephanie is so thankful.
Kendal wishes Obama had shed at least a small tear to show he has some sort of emotion in his soul.
Kayna is pleased with her country.
Boone is hoping that Texas cashes in on the whole "secede from the union," talk from 1876!!!!!!!
Paul wonders if they could have elected anyone who could talk any more and say as little.
Nancy is waiting to hear our new president speak. Yes!!!!
Traci hopes all you naysayers follow up on your word to move out of the country. change is beautiful and needed... so accept it sluts.
Jacob was more amazed by the CNN holograms than the actual results (it was predictable!)
Staci is trying to decide....St.Lucia or Costa Rica, I'll just finish deciding while I'm packing, good thing I have someone to pay my mortgage payments now.
Eric thinks McCain's concession speech was eloquent and sincere.
Jessica hopes Jesus comes soon...Obama is the devil.
Jared is disgusted with America....
Ranz Comrades: Welcome to the U.S.S.A. You've earned it.
Tina is moving back to Canada May 18.
Stephanie is excited America is about to rebuild itself--one way or the other, this is a new beginning! Peace, Love, & U.S.A.!!!
Katrina is thinking maybe now's the time for me to open my own Studio and get paid under the table -- then they can't take it all away from me.
You know what's so amazing about all these public status changes?
Everybody's opinion is a little different.
Everybody is entitled to their opinion.
Nobody will be arrested for what they write here.
And that, my friends, is what's so great about America.
My request? Don't attack others for their opinions, no matter how dumb they may be. :) They're entitled to their dumb opinions as much as you're entitled to your dumb opinions.
We are FREE to express ANYTHING we wish! Do you realize how unique and special that is? Do you remember not to take that for granted?
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
No. I didn't vote for him. But...
I Timothy 2:1 I urge you, first of all, to pray for all people. Ask God to help them; intercede on their behalf, and give thanks for them. 2 Pray this way for kings and all who are in authority so that we can live peaceful and quiet lives marked by godliness and dignity. 3 This is good and pleases God our Savior, 4 who wants everyone to be saved and to understand the truth. 5 For there is only one God and one Mediator who can reconcile God and humanity—the man Christ Jesus. 6 He gave his life to purchase freedom for everyone. This is the message God gave to the world at just the right time. …8 In every place of worship, I want men to pray with holy hands lifted up to God, free from anger and controversy.
I Peter 2:13 For the Lord’s sake, respect all human authority—whether the king as head of state, 14 or the officials he has appointed. For the king has sent them to punish those who do wrong and to honor those who do right. 15 It is God’s will that your honorable lives should silence those ignorant people who make foolish accusations against you. 16 For you are free, yet you are God’s slaves, so don’t use your freedom as an excuse to do evil. 17 Respect everyone, and love your Christian brothers and sisters. Fear God, and respect the king.
Romans 13:1 Everyone must submit to governing authorities. For all authority comes from God, and those in positions of authority have been placed there by God. 2 So anyone who rebels against authority is rebelling against what God has instituted, and they will be punished. 3 For the authorities do not strike fear in people who are doing right, but in those who are doing wrong. Would you like to live without fear of the authorities? Do what is right, and they will honor you. 4 The authorities are God’s servants, sent for your good. But if you are doing wrong, of course you should be afraid, for they have the power to punish you. They are God’s servants, sent for the very purpose of punishing those who do what is wrong. 5 So you must submit to them, not only to avoid punishment, but also to keep a clear conscience. 6 Pay your taxes, too, for these same reasons. For government workers need to be paid. They are serving God in what they do. 7 Give to everyone what you owe them: Pay your taxes and government fees to those who collect them, and give respect and honor to those who are in authority.
My big important thought of the night:
I'm both proud and bothered that it's such an incredibly momentus occasion that we elected our first first African American president today. Proud because I'm listening to the older generation of blacks talk about how, just a few decades ago, they had to fight to drink from the same water fountain as whites. How far we've come! And I am proud of that. I am proud to be a part of a (mostly) color-blind generation.
But then I think... that's where we should have been all along. I wish it wasn't such a big deal that he's black. It shouldn't be. Why does it matter? He should be judged and remembered by his leadership ability and values, not the color of his skin. Perhaps this is just a stepping stone to that.
No matter what, big picture: Obama's not in control of our country. God is always in control.
They're all just a little different, but there's the basic design.
Mandy and Jack were so excited about Halloween this year (okay, just Mandy was excited about Halloween this year, which is weird, because she usually hates Halloween). I heard something about how she was excited to hand out candy to kids in their new house. I think that’s pretty stupid, because if they want to get rid of their candy, they can just give it to me. I tried to tell them that over and over by running around all excited-like when they brought out the candy bowl, but they must be really dumb because they never caught on and gave me some.
Mandy got home early on Friday. I love it when she comes home early! Jack came home soon-after, and even though they had to leave for a little while (something about a spaghetti dinner at the Seiberts’ house), they came back and took me outside to watch all the kids come by to beg for candy! Man, was I excited! All the little kids smelled differently, and I wanted to smell all of them! But just when I thought I was going to get to enjoy the evening, Mandy brought out the leash, which really hindered the sniffing process. I tugged and tugged to get closer to all the funny-dressed kids, though.
Then, the trouble started. Mandy has, for some reason, decided that I need to dress up for Halloween (when she herself thinks it’s stupid for human adults to dress up for Halloween!!). I can’t for the life of me figure out why, except that she said she got this little witch hat and cape for $2 last year. (Just because it’s on sale doesn’t mean you need to buy it!) She put it on me last year and I didn’t like it then, either. I rolled around on the floor and messed the hat up every time I was loose, and she finally put it away. Success!!
Well, she put it on me again this year!! Doesn’t she understand that I’m a dog and I don’t like wearing hats!? Jack was on my side though, and even though it hurt my feelings when he said I looked stupid, I was hoping Mandy would agree this once and take the hat off. But I knew when all the trick-or-treaters and their parents laughed at my outfit and said I was cute that Mandy would insist on keeping it on. I got it all messed up and turned around a few times, but Mandy kept fixing it. Then, when she was tired of retying the strings on the hat, she took that off and put the cape on me. I was a little more tolerant of the cape, but still not happy about it.
After a little while, we went across the street to visit with some other neighbors who were sitting outside and handing out candy. Man, were there a lot of smells over there! They had two other dogs that I could smell and I was so excited that Jack finally put me inside. That made me really sad because I had to sit inside while Jack and Mandy sat out there and visited with all the neighbors.
They came back without any candy left, which I thought was pretty selfish of them since they started with about 13 pounds of it and didn’t share it with me at all!! But that’s okay... I’m smelling pizza today…
Monday, November 3, 2008
…my husband cleaned the house and painted (2 coats!), redecorated, and reorganized the game room (a BIG room!) just because he wanted it to look nice for me when I got home.
I love it when motivated Jack comes to visit!!!!