I have found my True Religion

Each week or so, depending on my mood, I tear out a motivating picture from a magazine of what I want to look like. I know I can’t grow taller, but once upon a time I had THOSE abs. Sigh… and I actually once wore a shirt like that, with my jeans. With long blonde hair. And it was about 12 years ago.

I’ve been a rambly mess about wanting to diet, exercise blah blah blah. BUT Spaghetti has been working out… a lot. Sick? Works out. Working a double shift? Works out. Tired? Works out. 6 days in Arizona? Works out. And um… he’s not only losing weight after 7 weeks of P90X he’s getting toned. As in woah, your hot toned. His chest, stomach and arms are really getting nice… so maybe I try a bit harder?

On that note I bought new dry erase markers. Sounds pretty off the subject, but it’s little things that motivate us, and the dry erase chart we each have is pretty fun to make the X in that day. I have too many dashes through my days, while Spaghetti has all X’s, except his one day off each week.

I’ve got excuses out the wazoo, and right now instead of exercising I’m blogging about exercising!! So on the note of the dry erase markers, with my new ones, I redid my chart. Making a whole new pretty chart for me, because nothings less motivating then weeks of dashes and one X here and there.

Starting with Sunday… oh shit… today is Sunday huh? As in I should start out with an X for the first day? Give it a try? I fit 21 weeks on the chart kinda crazy it goes till the end of July…

IthinkIcan IthinkIcan IthinkIcan…

FeIsTy

My kind of Jesus

A burglar broke into a house one night. He shined his flashlight around, looking for valuables when a voice in the dark said,


'Jesus knows you're here.'

He nearly jumped out of his skin, clicked his flashlight off, and froze.

When he heard nothing more , after a bit, he shook his head and continued.

Just as he pulled the stereo out so he could disconnect the wires, clear as a bell he heard

'Jesus is watching you.'

Freaked out, he shined his light around frantically, looking for the source of the voice.

Finally, in the corner of the room, his flashlight beam came to rest on a parrot.

'Did you say that?' he hissed at the parrot.
'Yep', the parrot confessed, then squawked, 'I'm just trying to warn you that he is watching you.'

The burglar relaxed. 'Warn me, huh? Who in the world are you?'

'Moses,' replied the bird.
'Moses?' the burglar laughed. 'What kind of people would name a bird Moses?'

The bird replied; ‘The kind of people that would name a Rottweiler Jesus.'

Angels and Demons

I can not wait! I read Da Vanci Code and loved it, and now after reading another amazing book by Dan Brown, we have Angels and Demons coming out on movie in May!!

I know the whole religious thing is touchy, but to me these are amazing stories that ask that one question... what if?

Check out the site and watch the full length trailer, it looks great. Anyone else a fan?

Soap Box Sunday. Very bad words, and Haters.

Haven't done one of these in a while. Let me climb myself up here onto my pretty soapy box, and give you all a piece of my mind...

So a few weeks ago I was at my friends house, doing the usual stamping, and paper crafting we do. It's a business meeting we have, and so with so many different people and there backgrounds there tends to be some interesting conversations.

I have on many occasions stayed till 2 am enjoying the conversation with my friends. Mostly on business, and kids, family, and friends. Sometimes we talk about the taboo subjects. And as of the last time I was there. I left the house, loudly saying "And this is why I can not talk to any of you about Religion, Politics, or Gays" we just don't agree. Leave me out of it.

Let's just say it's hard for me to consider some of these women, who are church going people to be close friends. Some of there ideas and thoughts are extreemly close minded. I am offended by the fact that I was once told that I was "delirious to think that some one being gay was ok. And that I should be prayed for, because I support them." I think that person almost fainted when I told them I proudly attend the Chicago Pride parade with my cousin and his partner.

I also know for a fact that most of the women are strong Christian women, and while religion is great for some, I hate the ones that use it as a crutch to get through life. To say "it's ok, God will forgive me for talking shit about others, I'm only human" WTF. I mean I am so not religious, but I at least don't go around talking all the gossips and being as hatred as some of these regular church goers. But whatever makes you sleep at night.

And now onto Politics. Yikes. All someone said was "Obama" and the whole group was all "who would vote for him" and "what a disgrace" and "I sure didn't vote for him!" Well did shit hit the fan, when I proudly told them that...

and man did the racist comments fly. Holy shit. I thought I was sitting around with my great grandparents or something. I mean really?! He's not all black though? Doesn't matter?? And when I heard the "N" word from a few of there mouths, and repeatedly? Wow.

I found that all the praying and church going won't fix the stupid hate you have in your hearts from someone with just a better tan then you.

I still hang out at the meetings, I do learn alot, and get great ideas. But I have since learned to keep my opinions to myself. I do stand for what I believe in. I stand for gays, black, Democrats, non-religious people, I get that not everyone agrees. But for all the anger twards people you don't even know?

It confuses me.

I know some people were raised that the "N" word was ok. And people get trapped in a era and can't evolve with the rest of the world. It's embarrassing.

I may be white. Female. Living in a Heehaw town, south of Chicago. But I love Hip Hop, Democrats, and my Gay friends and family.

On that note I can't wait for Tuesday. I can't. I am really hoping for an amazingly emotional day. With high hopes, and a motivational President, that I am proud of. Obama, his wife, and children are an amazing example.

I just learned that some people are just not as smart as you thought they were. That being so close minded, and expecting everyone to be the same, and if your not then your looked down on. Well let me just tell you, I am one of those random people.

I like to step outside the box, be creative, different, and open to new things.

(Yes that is me, with a mohawk, and if your interested that is

Maternal Mirth in a very buzzed stooper. A bit to much pop music for her liking)

I learn everyday. And I can only hope that after Tuesday there is a leader that shows us that this is a possibility. To be open to real ideas, things we really need.

Alright, I am babbling, if your still reading my rant. Congrats. If your as excited about Tuesday as I am. Congrats. For the rest of you. Grow up, stop using ignorant words, and trying to bash things and people, and lifestyle you don't understand.

I hate it when uneducated people try to judge others, because of something there old ass magic book tells them, and some invisible guy tells them. Oh my, here I go on my religious rant... let me stop before I lose the 2 readers I have going for me...

So. Moral of the story. Don't assume because I am white female, married to a male with two kids. I don't rock out to Hip Hop music, and march in a Pride Parade, all while singing Obama's praise!

Haters...