Dani and I had a nice weekend. Saturday we went to a seminar at our church (which I left early because I was tired), but it was good. Afterwards we went to see Four Feathers. That was a pretty good movie, though a bit long.
After church yesterday, we came home to hang out. I was hoping to watch a bit of football, but Michael called me. I went over to his place and we took a bike ride. Went up into Howarth Park and boy-howdy...I'm out of shape. I think I have the lung capacity of a child...it was rough. I had to cut it short because I had no juice left in my inhaler, and knew I would need it in no time. We ended up riding for about an hour and a half...
When I got home dani let me take a nap. I ended up sleeping for about 2 hours. When I got up we started making dinner. Dani made the WONDERFUL pupkin soup. THANK YOU HOLLY FOR THE RECIPE!!! Its got pumpkin, a bit of curry (but not too much), chicken broth, and some onions to sweeten it....OH MAN! SO GOOD! If anyone wants the recipe, let me know...
There were many good deams after that soup.....
We found out that Dani's last day is next Friday. YAY! We've been looking forward to this. Nowe she'll be able to get out of the house, and do some of the things she enjoys. It should relieve her stress a lot too. She's been pretty wrecked.
Businesses are cruel I think. We knew Dani's layoff was imminent, heck, she volunteered, but they kept us guessing. How do we plan if we dont know what we're planning for? Or how long it will be until the plan needs to go into affect?
Ah well. God's the boss.
I dont know what to do.
I work for people who continually stick their hand in the fire to see if it burns, and then when it does, they do it again expecting different results.
They're a bit ridiculous.
We decided it was wisest if we didnt get the kitty. We dont know how its going to be without Dani's salary when she gets laid off, and taking on another mouth (even though they dont eat much) would just be too much. Ah well.
In other news, I think I'll be going to SoCal this weekend to see Misha. Thats good. O have seen him in a while, so, much fun and sitting around should happen. I like it.
Dani starts a job at our church today. She'll be w3rkin 10 hours a week doing helpful stuff for the youth pastor. I hope she enjoys it.
Ah well, nothing much else to say...have a nice day.
No, I'm not talking about the pizza...I'm talking about the people..one of whom I think i may have become...
Up until recently I hated cats. I couldnt stand'em. They're obnoxious, selfish, elitist, and most of all fashionable.
I dont know what it is, but man, recently, every time I see a cat, I want one. They're so cute, and sweet and cuddly. I am trying to convince Dani to let me have one.
Missy found some stray's. They're itty bitty. Probably like 4 weeks max. The breed is called Manx. They have NO tail; not a bob, not a short tail, but NO TAIL AT ALL. Just legs and a butt. I was reading up on them, and they are considered the "Man's Cat". They're as close to dogs as cats come. The info I was reading said the biggest problem once they grow out of the dangers of infancy is a syndrome aptly named "poopy-butt". Their stool can be too soft and not break off right. Kind of like when humans eat broccoli, and no matter what amount of wiping they do...They just thank God for butt-cheeks. Otherwise...they're down on *skid-row*.
Maybe that was a bit over the top. Oh well, you're the one who kept reading.
To the few that actually care what I have to say, and show me by reading this blog; I'll keep you posted.
I added some fun(ny) shockwave games to the 'better places to be' section...take a gander.
As I read Brent's blog this morning, I found many of my own thoughts already put into words. I thought about copy-pasting his blog here, i thought about paraphrasing it, and I thought about writing nothing even remotely related to 9/11. The only reason I would do the latter is that I am so sick of hearing about it.
Instead I am going to write what I think about this notion of America *losing her innocence*.
I have read or heard the phrase, 'that was the day America lost its innocence' in reference to EVERY national tragedy that has happened. The Civil war, Lincoln being shot, Kennedy being shot, D-Day, Pearl Harbor, Reagan being shot at, many more, and most recently the 9/11 attacks. I am tired of this idea of 'losing innocence'. People act like we didnt have it coming. Like we were some innocent little child and the big bully next dorr pummeled us for no reason, and with no provocation. We are appalled at the sheer audacity that someone might have that would cause them to wish ill upon us.
To think that America ever 'lost her innocence' would require one thing; America would have had innocence to begin with. People came here, sloughtered the natives, took their land by force, killed thousands upon thousands of british because they didnt want to pay taxes, went to Africa and enslaved millions of people, killed thousands of their own, moved west and slaughtered more natives, got involved in wars that werent their own and killed many more, dropped not one, but TWO atomic bombs wiping out entire cities, and when somebody gives us a taste of our own medicine, we drop hundreds more bombs killing many many more. We have killed native americans, mexicans, Blacks, germans, Koreans, Japanese, Irish, Chinese, Vietnamese, Afghani, Turkish, Isreali, British, only to mention a few.
Innocence lost?
What Innocence?
People are born full of anger, hate, bitterness, destructiveness, and selfishness. It is this Selfishness that leads to them all. It is selfishness that causes our economy to crash, it causes wars, it is selfishness that causes a man to fly a plane into a building full of *innocents*. For those of you who argue that all are not born selfish, I pose a question; When was the last time you taught a child the concept of 'MINE!' or 'GIMME!', or to lie? They do it inherantly. It is ingrained to their soul, to their bones. They know these things by a year old. As soon as they can utter the words. SOme call it instinct. But what is instinct? The desire to do what ONE feels is best for him/herself. Selfish.
Innocent my fanny.
Dont be surprised when somebody hits you back when you poked them in the nose first. Dont act like you didnt see it coming. And especially dont dwell on it. Move on. It happened, its over, dont press your luck.
Secondly; Why do they call it innocence? When someone says 'innocence is lost' they do not ACTUALLY mean innocence. They mean naivety and foolishness. We continue on in our lives, taking advantage of other countries and their cultures, and then are surprised when they want us to stop. Call it what it is, foolishness.
I spent most of the weekend sick. Belly was pushing things out that were clearly meant to stay in (at least for a day or two). It was pretty gross, and I was pretty stinky. :)
I know you all didnt want to know that, but I need to share it... :)
Had a good Sunday though. Went to church thinking I might have to bail so I could go be sick, but I was given anough grace to make it all the way through the service; even with the singing and playing. I was happy. I didnt go to C.O.R.E. though. Went home and slept a bit more. That was nice. When dani got home we went and had breakfast. That pepped me right up.
I went out to get Dani's oil changed, and let me tell you....Why is it impossible to get ONLY an oil change? Every time I go to do this, the technician/mechanic/whatever inevitably comes into the waiting room with 2 little paint cups. One that has new fluid for my [brake,transmission,radiator,etc] and one that has the same fluid, as it exists in my car. Nasty, gritty, stank, black as Manute Bol. Its pretty annoying. SO, I end up spending an extra $40 or $80 EVERY TIME. Whatever. ITs a good racket they've got. PErhaps I should go into the swindling business.
Anyhow...I have to work now...
It looks like dani will be definately getting laid off. Some time in the next 2 weeks or so. We'll see.
I've become quite accustomed to the lifestyle I live, and the sudden change is probably going to shock me. We'll see. God will provide.
Maybe I'll hit my employers up for a raise...RIGHT! They're so cheap that when their house burnt down they said, "Clap your hands, stomp your feet, thank the lord we have heat"
Let me give an idea of a *Holiday* bonus...A processed meat byproduct masquerading as ham flavored turkey.
I think a raise is out of the kwestion. Ah well. God will provide.
Apparently, people only need prescriptions filled between the hours of 10 and 8 on Monday thru Friday.
Maybe I'm the only one who thinks this, but shouldn't Pharmacies be open 24 hours? It seems a simple thing. There are enough unemployed people in the city of Santa Rosa that you could effectively run a 24 hour pharmacy with very little extra cost.
This weekend, I noticed that my inhaler is getting low and that its time to get a new one. Thats fine. But, apparently, I am not allowed to notice this on Sunday. The only Pharmacy thats open on sunday are the ones at the hospitals. I have never been to one of these, so if I want an inhaler, I have to:
1) Call my doctor (at home!) and notify him that I need a refill and that he
needs to get into the office and fax my prescription to whatever pharmacy
I am going to .
2) He gets up, gets dressed, drives 20 minutes to the office, rifles around in
the files for another 20 minutes, gets the prescription faxed.
3) Then the pharmacy has to check with my insurance carrier to see if they
will allow the prescription. 20 minutes.
4) At this point I start the 30-60 minute wait for the prescription to actually
be filled.
Ok, I ask...does something seem wrong here? If I were in the middle of an asthma attack, is it really appropriate to make me wait almost 2 hours to get the fix I need?
I guess people dont have emergencies, and folks dont run out of their prescriptions on weekends or evenings.
