Check these out: "I went to a daily mass shortly after the 9-11 attacks. We needed comfort and to comfort each other. What we got was a homily saying we got what we deserved because we tolerate abortion. What is 3000 compared to millions of aborted?" "At the end of a series of curing people of 'demon cancers' and purging 'satanic viruses,' [a faith healer] tells everyone that Jesus has told him that people should contribute $1000. ...I could see thousands of people reaching for their wal...

I'd like to pick your brains on this one... ...if the christian majority can accept that people are born with defects, conditions and differences...and that it's not their fault they were born that way....why is it that homosexuality is seen as a 'choice'?  That, to me, is like saying that a person is schizophrenic by choice, or near sighted by choice. So, gimme your opinions.....

I thought that everyone on JU ought to go take a look at what's being said about us over on Petey's site.  As much as I hate to give him traffic, I feel that the bloggers here at 'site x' ought to know what's being said about them: Link It seems that there are folks there who are particulary two faced, doesn't it?  I detest that.  But, now I know......

I have a plan for another tattoo...2 tattoos, really.  I'm thinking about putting the mandarin characters for 'wisdom' and either 'courage' or 'strength' on the tops of my feet.  I know I want wisdom, but can't decide between courage and strength.  Right now I'm leaning towards courage. I'm a firm believer in inking my skin with outward symbols of inner feelings and beliefs. All of my tattos up to this point have been representations of what I think and hold to be true...

My kids went target shooting with our friends down the street yesterday, and then camped out in their backyard last night - leaving me at a loose end for the afternoon and evening. So, I went and bought 'Slaughterhouse 5'.  I've read parts of it before, but not the book in it's entirety.  I had settled down at homes yesterday afternoon to read it when the phone rang.  My friend Shanna had locked her keys in her car and wanted me to take Dave's Slim Jims and get it open for...

..or 'time to say goodbye'. It is, it's time for me to bow out. No, this isn't an attention getting article, in which I say I'm going to leave and you all say please don't go.  Contrary to some people's opinion (Manopeace and Pete, I'm talking to you) I'm not like that. It's just time for me to concentrate on other things...my home, my family, my husband when he returns...I have other priorities. I have made some really good friends here, and I will keep in touch with them, eith...

I was IM-ing with BlueDev the other day when he asked how long until my husband comes home.  At the time it was 16 days...and when I told him it kind of hit me that it was that soon. Now I'm down to 14 days.  2 weeks.  It's not sinking in (yet).  Not next Friday, but the Friday after, I'll be making the 20 min drive to the local airport to get my husband.  I'll be going to get him, and I'll be bringing him home.  I can't fathom it, I really can't.  After o...

I've placed an ad in the base newspaper to give these kittens we have away to good homes.  It starts on Friday...not a day too soon as far as I'm concerned! They are driving me insane.  They're corralled in my half bathroom when no-one is available to keep an eye on them, but when someone's around they get let out to roam around my living room.  They get into everything .  They climb, they fight, they tumble off of stuff...they knock things down and get under the furnitur...

I'm reading 'Simple Abundance' and todays thought was about hobbies. I used to have an abundance of hobbies.  I used to sketch, knit, crochet, sew....target shoot, fish, swim, practice yoga... ...and somewhere down the line I ran out of time and energy.  I can't quite pinpoint where it was, but I simply stopped doing all of those things.  I didn't have the time, or the energy, to do my hobbies anymore.  When someone asked me what I did for fun, I'd have to stop and thin...

I'm going to try and start writing letters again. Not e-letters, proper old-fashioned pen, paper and snail mail letters. I used to have a couple of pen pals when I was a teenager.  One was British, the other German.  I remember spending my allowance on nice notepaper and envelopes, sitting outside with my pen and paper and actually using them to write letters to my pals.  I remember too the anticipation of recieving a response..looking for the mail every morning to see if th...

I was perusing the local hospital's 'baby pages' earlier this evening. It never ceases to amaze me what people name their children. Apart from the usual smatterings of ordinary names spelt 'differently' - like Mykel instead of Michael - there were a couple of names that left me asking myself 'what the hell were they thinking?' Someone named their daughter 'Citrus'.  Yep, the trend of naming kids after fruit has gone to a whole other level.  I can hear the jokes about giving he...

I need your help... ..the 5 month old baby boy across the street from me has just been diagnosed with an occipital plate deformity.  The back of his head is flat, and the bone plates are fused together (which usually doesn't happen until much later).  This will eventually create pressure on his brain matter, and will cause his features to become more and more deformed as he grows older, because the bones at the front of his head will still be growing normally whilst the occipital bo...

I had a final visit with my doctor this morning. My back's been bothering me for weeks....I fell down the stairs and he thinks I probably re-herniated the L2 disc.  It's been painful, enough to make me sleep on the futon instead of our bed, and I've had a steady supply of pain meds to enable me to get about and do what's been neccessary. So, this morning he mentioned that once we in-process our next base I'll probably need to start a series of steroid shots directly into the problem a...

I got invited to a cookout yesterday afternoon. Our friednds down the street were having a BBQ and had invited some other mutual friends so the kids and I wandered over there around 3pm. Before we went, Shea and I were folding some laundry, and we decided to le the kittens out to play for a but whilst we were going to be around to keep an eye on them.  Chester was very naughty and deided to attack the folded laundry, knocking it onto the floor and rolling all around in it: Th...