Monday, November 21, 2011

The meaty stuff


Today was Monday. That means women's Bible study and then errands. This year we're studying 1 Corinthians and today we made it to chapter 5, where Paul gets down to business. It's hard to think of excommunicating someone from the church. How Paul sets it up is with the hope of the person softening their heart, repenting, and coming back to the church. It's meant to be temporary. That means you may deny them communion and take them off the member roster, but you also put them on the prospect list. You still hope to see them in church.

This doesn't happen easily in churches where communion doesn't mean anything. It's only celebrated once a year, with grape juice and crackers.

After today's wonderful lesson it was time to renew the tags on the truck. A quick bite to eat, state inspection, and then $30 for stickers. If the kids ever asked me for $30 for a couple of stickers I'd come unglued. But the license office asks me for it and I fork it over, no questions asked. So wrong.

It's been cold and rainy but should be sunny and nice for Thanksgiving. Big improvement after the slushy snow last Thanksgiving. I hear the rain on the metal cover on my stove pipe. I would have built a fire but I was gone with the Little Prince who was being awarded for his popcorn sales. He had a blast at the meeting. He's looking forward to Baba being home next year to really help him go out and sale. He had over $300 but there were kids with over $600 and another with over $1000. He wants to pie the pack leaders. I say, "More power to him."

Oh, the Pepperjack cheese up there? That was on my shopping list today. Nothing beats pepper jack on club crackers with a glass of white Zinfandel. Speaking of which, ...

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Be careful, little ears, what you hear

Agenda 21

Today I found this video. I've heard of Agenda 21 but didn't really know much about it. I still don't know a lot but I know enough to dislike it. A lot.

Part of me wants to grab my kids out of school and homeschool but would that solve the problem? No, it won't. As long as I like their school and they have great, caring teachers, they'll stay put. But I do need to make sure that I educate them at home as well. I need to make sure they're not afraid to disagree or to question. If teachers today are being taught to challenge what students know and change how they think, then my kids need to be prepared to challenge their teachers and change how they think. It's the only course of action any of us have.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Throw away?


I'm not crunchy. I'm not particularly green either. However, I am practical (some of the time) and I like to save money where I can (so I have more to indulge my love of knitting and other pastimes). I also like to share pictures and links I see on FB so here you go.

I've never thought a lot about plastic spoons. I rarely buy them and only use them if I order something in a fast food place where a spoon is required. Same goes for forks and knives for that matter. I've avoided plastic utensils because they're a waste of money and it's just more trash that sits in the landfill forever. But I honestly never thought about the waste and expense and all of the other bad stuff that goes into making those plastic spoons. I have 4 sets of silverware in my house. An old set that is mostly missing for everyday stuff like spreading PB & J or butter, or stirring something small, etc. A nicer set that we got for a wedding present. A really nice set of stainless steel that I use for company, and a really, really nice set from my grandmother that I think is stainless steel but I'm not sure. Don't think it's actually silver though. Why on earth would I ever want or need a plastic spoon? And if we have a full house for the holidays? We have a dishwasher!

Now I don't take half of what I read on FB seriously, unless there's a link to a reputable website where I can read it myself. However, sometimes you run across something that makes you at least take the time to think. I'm glad that happened today.