So I haven't written in a while. I honestly don't think I have anything of value to say. No one reads this thing so it isn't like I've got some vast audience out there pining for my next entry.
Nothing new to report. George Zimmerman is still free. My cousin is becoming the next Martin Luther King Jr. My parents are still being old people sitting in their house watching movies and taking naps. Lottie is still off somewhere eating something which she may or may not throw up later on the carpet. Daniel is dropping off stuff to goodwill. I started a business which I may have already talked about. I've put on a lot of weight in the last few months. I'm not watching my niece anymore. Daniel might get promoted to something something level 2. I still have no idea what he does for a living other then it involves computers. We've got another vacation planned but because of paranoia about burglars I'm not saying anything about it. I'll blab about it when we get back. Florida seems to have skipped Winter and went from Fall to late Spring.
Nothing else to report.
Saturday, April 7, 2012
Saturday, March 17, 2012
Murder in the evening light.
I got up this morning a little before sunrise and took our dog out for a walk. I live in a townhouse over looking a lake in one of those gated communities. Behind the house is a paved walking trail that leads down to the community clubhouse. I've walked this trail a hundred times before.
But this morning it was different. As I walked my dog around and watched a duck swim towards a pair of geese, I started thinking what if me walking around in the predawn twilight was suspicious to someone? What if they didn't see my dog running around and thought I looked at their patio furniture a second longer then I should?
Then it got me thinking about all the times over the years that I've lived here and the walks I've taken in the cool of the evening to try to shed the pounds. About all the walks to friends houses to say hi. I know I've done some of them in hoodies because as we know I'm not really girlie and they are comfortable.
What if I had stopped to change a song on my Ipod or to unravel my headphones? My father taught his only daughter when you're walking alone to keep looking around to see if any one's coming up behind you. (That's the paranoid Navy chief in him.) What if some yahoo saw that and thought, "That person looks suspicious?"
I remember a time when I was walking with a friend and her friends thought it would be funny to pull up along side of us while we were walking on a dirt path near the road. My first primal instinct in those first few seconds was to grab my friends arm and run towards my house. As a child you're taught about stranger danger, as a woman you're taught about rapists, you're taught to be afraid of slow moving cars fallowing you in movies and on tv.
All those things happened to Trayvon Martin as he return from the store to get Skittles for his younger brother and a iced tea one evening. He was alone walking along when he notices a man driving slowly following him. What would you tell you kid to do? Wave and say hi or think stranger danger in their heads? What would I have done? The same thing I did as a teen with my friend, run like the wind away from danger.
It didn't end so well for Trayvon that evening. He ended up being shot by that stranger danger. He ended up dead on a side walk in one of those gated townhouse communities and I wonder if it too had a lake where a duck swam towards a pair of geese this morning.
Update: If you haven't already PLEASE sign the petition to bring justice to Trayvon's case.
But this morning it was different. As I walked my dog around and watched a duck swim towards a pair of geese, I started thinking what if me walking around in the predawn twilight was suspicious to someone? What if they didn't see my dog running around and thought I looked at their patio furniture a second longer then I should?
Then it got me thinking about all the times over the years that I've lived here and the walks I've taken in the cool of the evening to try to shed the pounds. About all the walks to friends houses to say hi. I know I've done some of them in hoodies because as we know I'm not really girlie and they are comfortable.
What if I had stopped to change a song on my Ipod or to unravel my headphones? My father taught his only daughter when you're walking alone to keep looking around to see if any one's coming up behind you. (That's the paranoid Navy chief in him.) What if some yahoo saw that and thought, "That person looks suspicious?"
I remember a time when I was walking with a friend and her friends thought it would be funny to pull up along side of us while we were walking on a dirt path near the road. My first primal instinct in those first few seconds was to grab my friends arm and run towards my house. As a child you're taught about stranger danger, as a woman you're taught about rapists, you're taught to be afraid of slow moving cars fallowing you in movies and on tv.
All those things happened to Trayvon Martin as he return from the store to get Skittles for his younger brother and a iced tea one evening. He was alone walking along when he notices a man driving slowly following him. What would you tell you kid to do? Wave and say hi or think stranger danger in their heads? What would I have done? The same thing I did as a teen with my friend, run like the wind away from danger.
It didn't end so well for Trayvon that evening. He ended up being shot by that stranger danger. He ended up dead on a side walk in one of those gated townhouse communities and I wonder if it too had a lake where a duck swam towards a pair of geese this morning.
Update: If you haven't already PLEASE sign the petition to bring justice to Trayvon's case.
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Pro-life
As the vast majority of you know I'm a Catholic and probably the most leftist Republican in the state of Florida. I'm a fiscally liberal but a highly conservative on social and religious matters.
The one area that I will die on a hill for is abortion. I'm against it for moral reasons. My personal opinion on the subject is outside of the case of rape, incest or to protect the life of the mother I think that an abortion is murder. My reasoning behind this is that in this day and age with all the different pills, patches, shots, sponges, caps, rings, condoms and sterilization out there, there should be no reason (other then the one's listed above) to find yourself needing to kill your child. If you're having sex you're old enough to understand where babies come from. You then have two choices, be proactive and protect yourself OR live with the baby you created.
Imagine if every time you showed up to work knowing that if you forgot to finish the project that was due your boss got to punch you in the face? I'm pretty sure you'd start prioritizing your day to get your job done. Telling women that they can go out into the world, have unprotected sex (let's not even start talking about STD's and HIV) and if they get pregnant is doesn't matter cause you can just kill your child is DISGUSTING. How are we teaching responsibility? Where does it stop? Oh don't worry about starting that fire we can always just call the fire department. Don't worry about drinking and driving, I mean it's YOUR body, you should be able to do whatever you want with it. So what you could end up murdering an innocent person.
The most baffling thing in the whole picture is when is it and abortion vs. murder. If a mother aborts her baby it's fine but if someone accidentally hits her while she's walking through the abortion center parking lot and the baby dies it's murder. The outcome is the same, the baby is dead.
I know some people will read this and start in with the well but.....no there is no but...it really is that simple. Daniel and I have decided that we're not having any children. We love them but we'd prefer to be aunt and uncles. So we take steps to make sure we wont get pregnant. And if we unexpectedly do then we'll man and woman up and do the right thing.....and that doesn't involve murder.
The one area that I will die on a hill for is abortion. I'm against it for moral reasons. My personal opinion on the subject is outside of the case of rape, incest or to protect the life of the mother I think that an abortion is murder. My reasoning behind this is that in this day and age with all the different pills, patches, shots, sponges, caps, rings, condoms and sterilization out there, there should be no reason (other then the one's listed above) to find yourself needing to kill your child. If you're having sex you're old enough to understand where babies come from. You then have two choices, be proactive and protect yourself OR live with the baby you created.
Imagine if every time you showed up to work knowing that if you forgot to finish the project that was due your boss got to punch you in the face? I'm pretty sure you'd start prioritizing your day to get your job done. Telling women that they can go out into the world, have unprotected sex (let's not even start talking about STD's and HIV) and if they get pregnant is doesn't matter cause you can just kill your child is DISGUSTING. How are we teaching responsibility? Where does it stop? Oh don't worry about starting that fire we can always just call the fire department. Don't worry about drinking and driving, I mean it's YOUR body, you should be able to do whatever you want with it. So what you could end up murdering an innocent person.
The most baffling thing in the whole picture is when is it and abortion vs. murder. If a mother aborts her baby it's fine but if someone accidentally hits her while she's walking through the abortion center parking lot and the baby dies it's murder. The outcome is the same, the baby is dead.
I know some people will read this and start in with the well but.....no there is no but...it really is that simple. Daniel and I have decided that we're not having any children. We love them but we'd prefer to be aunt and uncles. So we take steps to make sure we wont get pregnant. And if we unexpectedly do then we'll man and woman up and do the right thing.....and that doesn't involve murder.
Friday, February 17, 2012
Man...I don't feel like a woman.
So I've been thinking the last couple of days about me and my life in general. I'm at the happiest place I've been in a while. My marriage is great and I'm generally happy.
But there is one aspect of my life that I'm left wondering about. I'm not very girly. I don't go crazy for clothes, or shoes. I hardly wear make-up. I haven't changed my hair style since Jr. High. I'd prefer not spend the money on getting my nails done. I do like purses and scarves but that's about it. My house isn't out of a show room. I have no sense of design. Almost everything we own has been given to us. I don't like shopping. I don't do crafts other then my knitting.
I must have skipped the girl gene line up in heaven. All the hallmarks of being a woman are just not in me.
I'd rather travel. I'd rather cook. I'd rather read. I'd rather listen to music. I'd rather play video games. I'd rather wear jeans and flats. I know I can do all those things and still be a woman but I wonder if one day God will download the girlie software update that I'm missing?
But there is one aspect of my life that I'm left wondering about. I'm not very girly. I don't go crazy for clothes, or shoes. I hardly wear make-up. I haven't changed my hair style since Jr. High. I'd prefer not spend the money on getting my nails done. I do like purses and scarves but that's about it. My house isn't out of a show room. I have no sense of design. Almost everything we own has been given to us. I don't like shopping. I don't do crafts other then my knitting.
I must have skipped the girl gene line up in heaven. All the hallmarks of being a woman are just not in me.
I'd rather travel. I'd rather cook. I'd rather read. I'd rather listen to music. I'd rather play video games. I'd rather wear jeans and flats. I know I can do all those things and still be a woman but I wonder if one day God will download the girlie software update that I'm missing?
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Buh Bye
So I got rid of Facebook today. I didn't really see the point of having it. I mean yes a few people talked to me on it but outside of that it was sucking the life out of me. It wasn't this joyful place to see how friends and family were doing. It was draining me of free time, of desire to be around people and goodwill towards my fellow man.
Only a few people will notice. I'm not known for my adoring fan's. Mostly it's friends that live in the same city as me who I never see. Maybe I'll get a random thumbs up from people but otherwise it's pretty pointless.
If you read my weight loss blog you will see I had a falling out of sorts with someone which lead me to not being involved with my fitness group. I doubt they'll even notice. I'm also thinking about taking a step back from my church. For a number of reason's. I've never really been a "church" person. I have a strong faith but that faith isn't wrapped up in a building or a place or a person. Daniel needs to go to church so he'll still be going but I think I'll just hang back and read my Bible in the time I normally spend at church. I'll miss the few people that I've gotten to know and who have taken the time to get to know me. It will be sad not to get a chance to talk to people and be social but in the words of my father, " C'est la vie!"
Well I'm off to put the niece down for her nap.
Only a few people will notice. I'm not known for my adoring fan's. Mostly it's friends that live in the same city as me who I never see. Maybe I'll get a random thumbs up from people but otherwise it's pretty pointless.
If you read my weight loss blog you will see I had a falling out of sorts with someone which lead me to not being involved with my fitness group. I doubt they'll even notice. I'm also thinking about taking a step back from my church. For a number of reason's. I've never really been a "church" person. I have a strong faith but that faith isn't wrapped up in a building or a place or a person. Daniel needs to go to church so he'll still be going but I think I'll just hang back and read my Bible in the time I normally spend at church. I'll miss the few people that I've gotten to know and who have taken the time to get to know me. It will be sad not to get a chance to talk to people and be social but in the words of my father, " C'est la vie!"
Well I'm off to put the niece down for her nap.
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