Sunday, April 26, 2009

Miss USA

Miss California, Carrie Prejean stood up for what she believed in.

And for that I think every Christian should applaud her and then challenge themselves to find out if facing millions would you give a popular answer or stand up for what you believe in?

"If you don't live it, you don't believe it."

That quote was with me through all of high school. I don't even remember where I picked it up from. However it crossed my path at some point and I took it as a personal challenge. I have to live what I believe or no one will be convinced that I believe it.

My faith in God is a not a passing fancy, a whim, a phase of my life. My relationship with Jesus Christ is the cornerstone of all that I am and will be. I'll remain steadfast because I believe that no matter what I face He will face it with me.

When Carrie answered that question during the pageant she stood on that stage with the blessing of Christ. God brought her to that point and God knew she'd be asked that question. If God was human I think his chest would have puffed with pride and He would have proudly told everyone they encountered "This is my daughter in whom I am well pleased." The world may crucify for her answer but in my opinion I heard more cheering for her answer than I did when the question was read.

God bless you, Carrie Prejean, for taking a stand.

Thursday, April 23, 2009

According to the Department of Homeland Security I am a terrorist. Never thought I’d be a terrorist. A holy terror has been thrown my way a couple of times, but when you purposely do things to upset your parents I think it is warranted.

The ACLJ sent out information earlier today….


Our country is at war with real terrorists. Now, the U.S. Department of Homeland Security has issued a new assessment about domestic terrorism. Who's on the list ... al-Qaeda? No. Islamic radicals? No. Included in what the government has labeled ''rightwing extremists'' - groups they've defined as ''primarily hate-oriented'' - are pro-life supporters.You've been labeled a domestic terrorist. A real ''danger'' to America.Stand with us in sending a powerful message to the Department of Homeland Security:It's time to target the REAL terrorists - and REMOVE the pro-life community from this warning. Add your name now to the ACLJ's DEMAND FOR RETRACTION to Homeland Security. This characterization is not only offensive to millions of Americans who hold constitutionally-protected views opposing abortion - but it also raises serious concerns about the political agenda of an agency with a mandate to protect America.Engage this issue NOW by signing our online Demand for Retraction and protecting your First Amendment rights. Then, alert your friends and family to this important nationwide campaign by using our website's forward-to-friend tool. Follow this critical issue on Twitter - www.twitter.com/jordansekulow - or on the ACLJ's Cause on Facebook. If you are under 40, I also invite you to visit www.BeHeardProject.com, the Be Heard Project Cause on Facebook, and www.twitter.com/beheardproject to make your voice heard.Thank you for taking immediate action. God bless you.

I’m not even going to get into how ridiculous all of this is. I’m going to avoid the fact that there are people who still burn crosses and wear bed sheets. I’m going to fail to mention that we give people who truly “terrorize” others an all inclusive vacation to Club Fed. It isn’t my place to say anything about the kids who walk into schools with guns and we fail to recognize the signs.

I acknowledge the ridiculousness of Pro Life supporters who blow up abortion clinics (oxy moron?). There are extremists for every belief whether you take your clothes off to promote not wearing fur (they apparently have no problem with skins) or you fly a plane into a skyscraper. You take something too far and you can be ridiculous. You don't stand on your beliefs so no one knows what they are and you probably don't really have them.

All I am going to say is that I wonder if enough of us gather if they’ll send in SWAT. There is something about a guy in knee pads that gets me. They can break up our prayer meetings where we serve brownies, jam bars, and coffee.

Friday, April 17, 2009

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Holidays vs. Vacations

The Europeans go on these month long trips usually from one city of culture to another or from one exotic location to an even more exotic location. They call them holidays.

Americans take these week long trips that are called vacations. Sometimes they go overseas and visit a cultural location sometimes in Europe. The Americans refer to particular dates on a calendar that observe a moment in history, a person who shaped history, or a date that greeting card companies somehow have finagled in order to increase their profits as holidays.

The difference? Americans observe a holiday and usually need a vacation to recover. Europeans holiday and vacations are pathetic to them.

I'm watching Gilmore Girls. Anyone else adore Sookie? She's so eccentric. However (and this is not shallow) I think that if she was a size 2 she'd be annoying rather than eccentric. She's adorable with her neurosis.

*I'll be referencing scenes from the episode "Emily Says Hello" from this point forward just so you don't commit to me a padded room.

Why didn't Rory date Marty? Did I miss the episode in which they discussed why they couldn't date because the Gilmores discuss everything.

Is it sad that Chad Michael Murray's only redeeming quality is his nose? I just adore it. It needs to relocate to someone with some morals and without the creepiness though. This random note brought to you by a commercial for A Cinderella Story.

Both of my brothers are expecting. I already have the world's cutest niece. Now there will be two more. Well, there is the potential for a nephew but regardless I will have three nieces/nephews by the end of the year.

Montana has a week long crash course on journalism and photography. Not just journalism or photojournalism but a marriage of the two separate entities. I'm seriously considering exploring that option as opposed to HIP or the three month intensive.

I've decided baseball isn't so bad. And it is without the drama of football (at least in New England). A game isn't a game when it matters who you bang. Hee he heee. So I have seen more than half of this season's Red Sox game. I'm digging it. It is most exciting when they win.

"Earlier I was talking to Sookie, who btw got knocked up again, crazy slut..."

GG is probably the only show that can get away with saying something like that without being offensive or juvenile.

Bones is on tonight. Was on last night and tonight is a new episode too. What awesomeness occurred that the cosmos have graced us with two days in a row of new Bones goodness.

"That's sweet he's having sympathy mood swings."
"He looooves me."

Oh Lord. Can I just say that I don't think that I'll ever have to help my mom get ready for a date so I think I can deal with reprogramming the remote every time they erase the settings.

I pigged out today. Went to Wendy's. Couldn't resist a Frosty since it was like a bazillion degrees today. Had to have my Spicy Chicken Wrap because that is fabulous. Then of course there must be fries to dip in the Frosty because... yes. And my stomach growled while I was in line so I go two wraps.

I get why Marty and Rory never talked about a relationship. She fell asleep. Only time a Gilmore is quiet.

Going to see Tony Lucca next month. Can't wait! Spending the weekend in Boston. I'm so excited. I need to just get away. I can't keep picking up the pieces for everyone else.

I love the DVR and why is Chief Manning killing people on CSI: NY? I miss The District. I miss the hotness of Anthony LaPaglia. Sadly they killed him off on NCIS. They should have recognized his goodness and given him a recurring role.

The brushes they use for finger printing (on CSI: NY) look fun. Autopsies are not so much fun and yet they torment me with one every week.

I need a pedicure so I can start taking advantage of this great weather with a lovely pair of sandals.

If I ever pick a fight with someone remind me to not do it 20 stories up by a glass window. That is a recipe for distaster.

Sunday, April 12, 2009




I take great amusement when listening to someone from Texas give an interview or answer questions. They’ll often preface their answers with “I’m from Texas” as if that explains everything.

“You put ketchup on your scrambled eggs?”
“I’m from Texas and it is good. You ever try it?”

“You played baseball as a kid?”
“I’m from Texas. I played short stop for years before moving to third base.”

“What’s your high score on Rock Band?”
“I’m from Texas. I suck at Rock Band because whistling isn’t an instrument.”

I’ve never really claimed to be from anywhere. I was born in NH, raised mostly in RI, moved to ME, took sabbaticals from the northeast in Vegas and Fl, and am currently residing in MA. I’ll usually say that I’m a New England chic. Never laid claim to a parcel of land as my home. Usually don’t feel much for the geographical location that I’m stopping at until my next residence.




However, I was a bit sad when news broke that fire had destroyed a good portion of Alton Bay. That was my first home. I remember nothing about it. I’ve been there a few times long after it was no longer home. It’s a piece of my history though. I don’t have memories of Christmas and Easter in that home. We probably left before I was old enough to make a mark. I’ve only been back a handful of times since and I haven’t stepped foot inside the house.

Last September I was there for a weekend. Stayed on the campground. Relived memories with my mother. She pointed out where she’d escape to find a few moments of relaxation on the lake while pregnant with me. Pointed out cottages of people who have been deceased for many years that made an impression on her life. Saw places that were part of the beginning of my parent’s ministry. Went into Wolfeboro, NH where I was actually born for a few hours and walked around with a friend. Chilled out nearly three decades after having left where my life began. I didn’t notice the changes that have occurred. Just enjoyed the quaint little town that at one point was home.
In the past year I've had an opportunity to revisit my history. My father is now pastoring at the church that he and my mother married in 32 years ago this June. I've visited my birthplace equipped with a maturity to understand the significance of being there. It is an honor to be able to know from where you came that equipped you for where you are going.






Thursday, April 9, 2009



Baseball season has begun which in and of itself is exciting. What most excites me about the start of baseball season is that spring training camps begin for football season not long after and we'll soon be enjoying action on the gridiron.

I love football!