Kristin

Unoffical Polling of the Livejournal Parenting Populace

2009-07-27T13:58:55Z

If you have a son/s, did you circumcise?

Why or why not? Please leave a comment with your choice and why you made it.

On a final obligatory note, I'm asking for my own curious reasons and I have no desire to spark controversy, so if someone leaves a comment that you disagree with or think is inaccurate, be nice. If two parties agree to a healthy debate, fabulous. But be civilized, my dears.

Some Thoughts on Abortion (Yes, against. I am.)

2009-04-20T18:15:12Z

It seems to The Equuschick that many of the debates surrounding abortion center around determining when life begins precisely. But as far as The Equuschick is concerned, her stance against abortion stems from the fact that the debate is not even settled yet. And yet abortion is still legally permitted to go on.

As an individual who believes that all life is God-breathed and that human life is created in God's image, The Equuschick believes that life does indeed begin at conception. But she will be the first to admit that her position could not be proved either legally or scientifically.

Neither, however, could you legally or scientifically prove otherwise. It remains an open question and yet, the American culture as a whole seems to have decided that since we don't know we might as well risk it.

But what are we risking? What's the gamble? The very thing we gamble is something that we all ought to be able to agree has at the very least the potential to become a human life. And as stated, The Equuschick believes much more than that. But that's The Equuschick. She's not asking you to go that far if your worldview won't take you there. But if your worldview has any respect for human life at all, you ought at least to question the wisdom of the gamble.

We do not know about the current status of that which we're gambling, and neither frankly do we know the future. An abortion indicates that one's knowledge of the future is certain enough to risk the loss of a potential innocent human life. Aside from the disturbing philosophical implications, that's a little arrogant.

Recently, the son and daughter-in-law of a couple form our local congregation was told their child would be born with such serious birth defects that survival outside the womb was impossible. They had all the tests done, they consulted several doctors and it seemed certain. Set in stone. One would think, then, that the logical thing to do was abort.

But they didn't. They prayed, congregations world-wide prayed. And their baby was born just a week or two later as a healthy and stable baby as likely to live a long and happy life as any other baby.

Now, you could be saying if you don't like The Equuschick's worldview, all that doesn't prove that there was a God listening to the prayers. The tests could have been wrong all along. It was just a fluke.

The Equuschick, while as an individual believing those prayers were answered, would not try to prove this to you if you were disinclined to accept that. This is not a post about prayer. This a post about abortion.

So it could have been a fluke. So? Flukes happen.

It doesn't matter why or how that baby was born just fine when all the doctors and all the tests guaranteed otherwise. What matters is that it happened. That it happens at all, and that it could happen again, and that to choose to close the door to all other options and all other possible endings to a potential (for the sake of the argument) human story with an abortion is one terrifying gamble. The stakes are just too high.

You may say, well what about capital punishment? What about war casualties?

First and foremost, to compare the deaths of able-bodied and consenting adults with voices and choices of their own to a medical procedure that ends the life of a potential human without a voice or a choice of its own is bit like apples and oranges.

Capital punishment is a grave and terrifying responsibility, yet it is generally and legally recognized as such while abortion is taken very lightly by comparision.

A sentence of capital punishment is never passed on a minor, and when it is passed on a legal adult it is passed only by a jury and a court of law that's been given what we all agree ought to be some pretty strong and serious evidence for the guilt of the individual. Sometimes mistakes happen, and The Equuschick acknowledges this as the tragic and fearsome thing it is.

This is not necessarily to recommend capital punishment, but rather to illustrate how in the end it is a very different situation than wide-spread, legalized abortion. You don't need a jury or any other legal counsel or a court of law or some pretty strong evidence for the "guilt" of this unborn being for an abortion. You just walk into an abortion clinic and you get one. No questions asked.

And war remains itself on a completely different plane that abortion or capital punishment. Wars are fought by adult and able-bodied men and women who chose for themselves and have the option of conscientious objection.

Again, war is taken seriously. Capital punishment is taken seriously.

And only abortion is taken lightly. We gamble on what we all agree to be a potential present and innocent life and we gamble our future and no one blinks an eye.

If you are not a bit concerned, than The Equuschick can simply question what respect for life you have at all.

Another Prayer Request

2008-01-23T01:49:03Z

My friend Alicia's 4 year old brother had another seizure this evening and they had to take him away in an ambulance, I'm waiting for the updated phone call. She was crying when she called the first time.

EDIT:
Thanks everyone for your prayers, Alicia called and updated. At this point Aaron is doing fine, he is worn out but is at least responding. They're going to keep him overnight and do an MRI tomorrow.

When it happened the 16 year old Alex was at home alone with him, and it had been so long since he'd had a seizure that poor Alex couldn't remember how to give the medicine and panicked, which is why the seizure was so long. The paramedics couldn't even get him out of it when they first arrived.

But he is fine for now, I'll let you know when we hear more.

Prayer Request Update, Copied from Nicole's FL

2008-01-12T21:00:37Z

** Surgery lasted 8 hours instead of the expected 2-3.

** It's her left leg and right arm that are broken (she's right handed). The breaks were substantial and they had to put pins in some bones.

** Recovery: No weight on either limb for six weeks. No word yet on how long she'll have to be in the hospital.

** She's in a lot of pain, but very good spirits. Her family is stressed over seeing her in this much pain, but so thankful that she is OK. Things could have been so much worse.

Thanks for your prayers!

Prayer Request for not on Nicole's FL

2008-01-12T04:13:55Z

We got a call tonight that a dear friend of ours from WA state was hit by a car today, at this point her head and internal organs appear to be fine but she has multiple breaks and fractures on her legs and arms and is in surgery right now.

She's the oldest of seven kids in a very loving family, and she's one of my sister Rebecca's dearest friends.

My horses amuse me.

2007-08-02T13:39:18Z

If I'm out with them, Sky has taken to runnng up to me every time he's being bothered by a horse fly. He is learning to stand still too, because, as I keep trying so patiently to explain to him, how can I get a fly off his back if he's doing the Charleston?

This morning I watched in some surprise as Paca, my very selfish older horse, took the trouble three or four times in a row to drive the goats away from Strawberry's hay, and then he would go back to his own meal. He is a 26 year old cranky gelding and yet he still seems to feel a moral obligation to protect his little girlfriend.

Speaking of horses, I should probably head out as I have a lesson coming this morning.

(I also just had what I thought was a grand, if probably unrealistic, idea I need to e-mail

eattheolivesabout. Remind me, Marie.)

In Which I Wax Philosophical (But not on Theology, I got distracted.)

2007-01-28T03:20:24Z

"Minding Animals"

This being the title of a book by Marc Bekoff that caught The Equuschick's eye at the library, cute polar bears being on the cover and everything. And the title caught her fancy, as it is a great philosophy of The Equuschick's that to simply watch an animal with fully absorbed attention, "to mind" an animal, if you will, is an unappreciated and underpracticed activity with rewards of education, experience, and understanding far beyond expectation.

She did not originally intend to check it out however, but only to browse the pages while she waited for her sister to get off work. The Equuschick is fond of animals and believes their intelligence and awareness of what goes on around them to be vastly underestimated, but she is suspicious of the sort of book with a forward by Jane Goodall and reviews on the back proclaiming evolutionary dogma.

But being the sort of person she is, The Equuschick started the introduction and got so interested she pulled out paper and pen started taking the sort of notes The Equuschick takes. These vary from the challenging and probing (because writing her own challenges down argumentatively and responding in kind is the only way she can come to a conclusion on anything) or approving and thoughtful, or sarcastically disdainful when she encounters the Just Plain Silly.

For instance, Jane Goodall provided this little gem, referring to the hunting habits of the Indian tribes of North America, which she seems to approve of.
..."They referred to them as Brothers and Sisters." (They being the animals, of course.) "They hunted for food, but they offered up a prayer of thanks to an animal they had killed. The animals lived wild and free before their death."

The Equuschick, not knowing where to start, has bullet pointed her thoughts.

*In two sentences Jane, you have equated animals with human family members and made known your approval for the hunting, killing, and eating of a brother or sister, provided that after they're dead you say thank-you politely. How bizarre.

*"Wild and free" is, and always has been, Loopy Liberalese for "Half-starved, diseased, and inbred, probably injured, and definitely exposed to the elements in all kinds of weather." How very humane.

The Equuschick is compelled to note that here Jane Goodall probably had in mind the confined and unsanitary conditions that some (but not all) large-scale farmers provide for the animals raised for food. Let us not forget that there is a happy medium to be found between "Wild and Free" and "Confined to a pen so small they cannot move and have to stand in their own waste." But, The Equuschick repeats, she recognizes exceptions and she means no disrespect to any farmers.

But Jane Goodall's rare gems of utter nonsense came after a sentence which caught The Equuschick's true attention.

"As he (the author) observes different animal species-and he has had firsthand experience with many- Marc is continually asking himself: what would it BE like to be this coyote, this wolf, this dog?"

And The Equuschick must confess, she has done this herself. She does it every day, and she asks herself this question deliberately and passionately, with great interest. She goes to aquariums and sits down and watches the dolphins, and there are things she wants to know. What is it like to live in a dolphin's world? What is it like to be a dolphin? What do they experience, how much do they understand, and how do they learn to understand it?

It sounds rather silly admittedly, but The Equuschick could spend a happy half-hour in front of a goldfish bowl "minding" the goldfish. What does a goldfish see? How do they see it? In what colours? She wants to KNOW.

When she trains her horse, her dog, her goal always is to see things from their own point of view. You cannot train an animal when you do not see their point of view, and it is impossible to train an animal if you do not even acknowledge that they have one.

And that, you see, is the crux of the issue, and why The Equuschick feels that "minding" an animal is more than just an activity for animal lovers. To learn to mind an animal, you must learn to see things from another point of view. You must admit that such a thing exists. You must step outside yourself and admit the possibility that there could be another opinion. You must take yourself outside of self (always a good character exercise) and ask "What if I wasn't me, and I was the dog instead?"
And it may sound silly, and in some cases, the answer itself may be irrelevant. (It doesn't matter that the dog doesn't like his medicine, he must take it.) But the answer has never been the issue, the important thing is to learn to ask the question.

It is true that science can never empirically prove the range of intelligence, emotion, or awareness of any animal, but it is also true that it has never been proved, or can ever be proved, that they don't have any at all. The intelligence, emotions, opinions, or awareness or lack thereof, of any animal has never been within the range of empirical science.

To be frank with the readers, neither has the intelligence or emotion of my severely retarded sister. Yet no one who has spent an an hour "minding" Angel, with a mind all ready open to the possibility of a point of view without a voice, can doubt that she loves and laughs with the best of them.

If you believe that the only points of view that exist are those spoken in your own tongue, you are a very small-minded person indeed. Step outside yourself please, and meet the world.

Welcome to the Happy Land of Caffiene & Chocolate & No Sleep!

2006-12-28T14:55:28Z

Tuesday- Anthony and Alicia arrived here at 5:30 pm amid much euphoria. Anthony and Alicia are the oldest W. children whom the children in my family practically grew up with, I don't remember a time where I didn't know Alicia and Anthony pointed out he's known Nicole and I longer than he's known his own 18 year old sister. Twenty years.
They are, in short, our Second Family. And now they live in CO and we live here and life is sad and lonely, but at least two of them are here now until Sunday.

Tuesday night Alicia and I stayed up till 3:40 am discussing life and family and our hopes and dreams and fears, and we think 3:40 am is a very reasonable hour indeed, considering how much there was to catch up on.

Last night the whole mob of us were up till 1:45 am playing Rage and at 1:30 I was overcome by a craving for fried eggs, so I fried two eggs and then put the frying pan in the sink with some soap, which made Anthony mad because he'd wanted fried eggs too. But I washed the pan and set it on the stove and we shall have fried eggs for breakfast.

The girls all went upstairs to get ready to crash and in the general spirit of things, I began to run through my version of Clark Gable's "Perhaps you're interested in how a guy undresses" which is called "Perhaps you're interested in how Kristin undresses" and then I paused to answer a call of nature and the bathroom door was thrown open and a glass of cold water was flung on me. And I recovered my dignity in a rage and found Nicole literally rolling on the floor in hysteria. And poor Anthony came upstairs in concern to see if everything was okay because he'd heard screaming, only to be told incoherently to "Go AWAY."

Life is good. Other life updates later.

Hello again, boys and girls.

2006-12-14T00:17:47Z

After two days of working and preparing for company, and three days of work and company, and about a week and a half left before new company, I was excited this morning about taking some quiet time today and just catching up with the more neglected parts of my life, such as reading and the internet.
And then a dear friend from Church called this morning, and her father passed away yesterday and I'll be dog-sitting for her through Sunday morning. Please keep her in prayers, she was very distraught.
Mind you, I would feel guilty if you thought that I did not take quiet time today. In fact, I ended up taking two short naps. But I also rode the horse, cleaned the stalls, caught up on all the outside chores, got caught up on putting the messier parts of my life back together, and etc.
Of course, the Headcold of Doom That Threatens to Become Bronchitis or Something Terrible still hasn't left, and two family members have it much worse than me.

So my life's schedule looks sort of like this-

*Tomorrow morning thru Sun. Morn- Dogsitting and working at the shelter. Not as much a logistical nightmare as it otherwise could be, because they are leaving me a car.
*Sun thru Wen the 20'th.- Nothing yet that I know of besides preparing for more company, and Wen. is my birthday. Squeeableness!
*Between the 20'th and Christmas, more company.
*Christmas!
*26'th-31'st- Company sort of only not really, because Anthony and Alicia are the bestest and oldest friends EVAR and I can't wait to see them again. Of course, I'll be working for some of that time. Gah. But I need the money. Really.Really.Badly. Am trying not to stress. Am failing. I need to be saving money, and I have no money to save, because it is all going elsewhere faster than I can earn it. There must be something to be done about this.

Hmm. Love you all, Happy Holidays!

whispers

2006-11-11T14:48:39Z

I really want coffee right now. I haven't had any for almost three weeks. But it sounds so yummy.

*sniff*

Anything Biz can do, I can do better. =D

2006-08-18T03:51:38Z

200. middle name is:
Elise.

199. I was born on:
Dec. 20'th.

198. Your sign:
There are days I feel like my sign is Stupid.

197. My cell phone company:
Um.. I think it is Sprint. But I don't remember and it is downstairs.

196. My eye color:
Schizophrenic. Some times green, sometimes blue.

195. My shoe size is:
Between 6 and 7, and if it is a European brand I can fit into a five.

194. My ring size is:
I actually have no idea.

193. My height is:
It isn't.

192. I am allergic to:
Not much.

191. I am:
Sick. Poor me.

190. I live in:
Indiana.

189. The last book I read:
Mere Christianity, I think.

188. My bed is:
Shared with my dog.

187. One thing I know for sure about the opposite sex:
If my dog likes them, they must be okay.

186. I am glad I'm my sex because:
Becuase the other day, a friend came over to the house and sidled up to me with a whisper and a chocolate bar saying "This is <i>Ladies</i> Chocolate. " She gave one to all the ladies and I was so happy to be a lady. Buaha.

185: I am way too:
Indecisive and confused and insecure.

184: I wish that I could go back and change:
Everything.

182: The last movie I watched at home was:
The Emperor's New Groove, I think.

181: I bet:
That someone is going to keep me standing in line by buying those sinful lottery tickets at the gas station again tomorrow. ;-)

180: I wear:
Underwear! So proud.

179. My favorite Holiday is:
Christmas.

178. The perfect kiss is:
a Hershey's.

177. The last CD I bought:
I haven't bought a CD in a very long time.

176. Last song that made me cry was:
Friends Forever. Don't ask.

175: The last vacation I took was:
Lousiana, in May.

174: Cowboys/Cowgirls are:
They get to wear cool hats.

173: The last person to call was:
I have no idea.

172. My most treasured possession is:
My dog child.

171:The last person I texted was:
Alas, I don't have such capabilities.

170. What did you do last night:
I went to Wednesday Bible Study and then went by Arby's and got a Jamocha shake. Yummy.

169: I last ate:
Moose Track ice cream.

168: I last drank:
Orange juice.

167: The last time it rained was:
This afternoon.

166: Germany VS. Italy....
Hmm. I don't know.

:::::I Do /Do Not Believe In:::::

143. Santa?
I do not. I was cruelly devestated at age 6 when I was informed of his nonexistence, my mother says I stalked her for days and was furious about the whole business.

141. Luck?
I believe that in this universe God has created, there are laws in place that operate impersonally, and sometimes it is Just Your Turn. Sometimes God intervenes, and sometimes not. Ours not to wonder why...

140. Fate?
Fate is destiney. Character is destiny. Your future is in your hands, and Fate can be defined. But be careful, you may be sorry.

138. Aliens?
When I was 14, I owned one. He was a pocket-sized neon blue alien named Twiggleborg. I adored him.

137. Heaven?
Yes.

136. Hell?
I have tried to talk myself out of this one, but it is there. I don't understand. It makes me unhappy, but who am I? I am the created, and not the Creator.

135. Ghosts?
I think that we have become entirely too obsessed as a culture.

134. Horoscopes?
Nah.

133. Soulmates?
Interesting question.

:::::Which is Better?:::::

129. Hugs or Kisses:
If I trust you, I love it when you hug me. I just want to be <i>held.</i>

128. Drunk or High:
So I was about to write a witty answer to this question, but I was stretching back in my chair and leaned back too far and fell over. I lost my train of thought.

126. Black or white:
Black.

125. Blondes or Brunettes:
Brunette.

124. Hot or cold:
Given three choices, I'd prefer to be moderately warm. But given only the two, I'd rather be hot.

123. Summer or winter:
SUMMER.

122. Coffee or tea:
I love both iced, I care for neither warm.

121. Chocolate or Vanilla:
Depends on the mood.

120. Night or Day:
My favourite part of the day is when I lay down in bed and say "I destroyed this day but this day is now over. Tomorrow is another chance."

119. Oranges or Apples:
Oranges.

118. Curly or Straight hair:
Depends on the mood.
:::::Here's What I Think About:::::

116. Abortion:
An American Holocaust.

115. Backstabbers:
And people wonder why I'm so cynical.

114. Parents:
We gets along.

110. School:
Education is fun, school as it is generally defined=Lots of Busywork with occasional moments of Real Education thrown in.

::::Last Time I:::

103. Kissed someone:
Look. If you really want to know, the being I kiss most often is my dog. I don't kiss people.

102. Last time I hugged someone:
Last night.

101. Seen someone I haven't seen in a while:
Gee, it has been a while. =P

90. Who's the ditziest person I know:
I will say one of my co-workers. You all know which one.

89. Who makes you laugh the most:
My dad.

87. One thing I'm mad about right now is:
Myself for being behind on so many things, and my riding instructor for failing to tell me he wasn't going to be at my lesson.

83. The last movie I saw in the theater was:
POTC 2

82. The thing I don't understand the most is:
WHY?

80. The most unsatisfactory answer I've ever received is:
"Because I said so." I hate that. I need BACK-UP. (Of course, as a child the back-up was usually given in various er, disciplinary forms. I've learned to be slightly more accepting of authority. ;-) )

76. This summer I am:
Moving the horses.

75. Something I will really miss when I leave home is:
My whole family in a weird and undefined way has a chemistry about it that will never be found anywhere else.

74. The thing that I'm looking forward to the most:
Finishing Projects in the near future, Escape generally and in a mysterious and vauge way.

72. Today:
Could have been better.

70. Next Week:
Will be better. Oh help.

71. Next Summer:
I thought I knew. Now I'm not so sure.

67. People call me:
Kristin, Krissi (only if you're a family member if you're not forget it), THOF and Biz calls me the Little Mushroom.

62. The people who know the most about me are:
Not giving me enough information. =P

61. The person that can read me the best is:
Usually Biz, my sister, and my Dad.

60. The most difficult thing to do is:
Forgive.

59. I have gotten a speeding ticket:
Nope.

53. The one person who can't hide things from me:
No idea.

51. Right now I am talking to:
Dad.

48. I have/will get a job at:
Jasper County Animal Shelter.

45. The worst sound in the world:
A yelling voice.

44. The person that made me cry the most was:
Me.

39. My boyfriend/girlfriend is:
None of your business.

35. Florida or Hawaii:
Whichever one is less crowded.

33. My favorite piece of clothing is:
That would be the outfit that I spilled my Jamocha shake on last night. *facepalm*

32. Favorite sport:
I am an Equestrain Sports Only sort of person.

27. Last person who hurt you:
Physically, that would be. Emotionally? Neh. We don't have to go there.

22. The all-time best movie is:
Is there an Official One? Oh, wait. Duh. THE PRINCESSS BRIDE. :-D

21. The all-time best thing in the world is:
Security.

20. The all-time best person you know is:
No one is perfect.

19. The most annoying thing ever is:
People who treat their animals like disposable convenciences that can be discarded of when they become inconvenient.

18. The most annoying person you know is?
You know who she is.

17. I lose all respect for people who:
I don't have a whole lot of respect for people in general, actually. Bad me.

16. The movies I have cried at are:
The Fellowship of the Ring, Lady Jane Grey, Gettysburg, Fiddler on the Roof.

15. Closest friends:
The Kwizms, Alicia, Nicole, and Beth.

14. TV show you're watching:
Monk. I would like to watch House but haven't had a chance yet.

13. Favorite web site:
Arabhorse.com

12. I want to be:
I haven't decided. Who you want to be can be defined as who or what you invest most of your time in, and I seem to be a little confused there sometimes. I believe I want to be a Christian whose character is so much more improved than mine is currently.

11. The worst pain I was ever in was?
The car accident, and months following, physically speaking.

emotional-One was a horse. But disapointment hurts, okay? Disapointment when you know what the outcome could have been, what might have been, and never saw what was coming till it hit you. I still don't understand, and I have nevercried that much. All the others were dogs. Those names in no particular order are Abby, Boomer, Rocket, JC, Kelsey, and Jack. People choose their own vulnerabilities, you know.

10. My favorite phrase:
Character is Destiny.

9. My room:
Is to be found somewhere beneath a mound of junk.

8. My favorite celebrities are:
Audrey Hepburn, Cary Grant, Johnny Depp, and Ingrid Bergman.

7. The hottest celebrity is:
Eew.

6. Your strongest attribute is:
My sense of humour. No matter what happens or where I go, it is mine to keep. I dare you to try and take it away. Muaha.

5. My weakness is:
Singular? You have got to be kidding me.

4. If you could be anyone in the world, who would it be?
A greatly improved version of myself.

3. Who broke your heart:
Mine is still whole. It belongs to my father, and if you want, you'd better prove you're more deserving than he is.

2. I filled out 200 questions because:
Because I should have been doing something else and decided not to do so.

1. What do I want:
So much.

This is all quite interesting, really.

2006-08-01T03:13:18Z

So on Friday we heartworm tested a dog, and on Saturday I expected the results but they hadn't been faxed. They didn't show up at all Saturday, but the results were waiting for me on Sunday. For what they were worth-

Danny Boy: Coonhound. Results: Positive.
This sample has been retested. The blood sample was markedly hemolyzed, and markedly hemolyzed blood samples have been known to cause false positives. Resubmission recommended.

The "Resubmission recommended" part was all well and good, he needed to be retested. But I wanted to know what they were talking about, because I'm just weird that way. I know that Hemo means blood but the "lyzed" part lost me.

Dictionary.com Definition-
To undergo or cause to undergo hemolysis.

Oh well, gee. That helped.

But then I looked up hemolysis and was made to understand that it is essentially the destruction of red blood cells. Therefore, what the lab meant was that somehow Danny Boy's blood cells had been destroyed somewhat and could not be tested accurately. This could have happened when we drew the blood from the vein, because we had some trouble with the vein, or the vial could have been shaken somehow. So now I think I understand and I feel better about life, generally.

So if all of this was obvious to you in the beginning, be polite and don't say so. I have educated moments, and markedly uneducated moments. This one was the latter.

View Poll: #782753

And Now, A Special Political Agenda...

2006-06-28T22:00:16Z

Brought to you by Gwen & Kristin, Masterminds of Out-Politicizing the Politcal Psychos of the Day. (EDIT: Now made public, because duh, I realized that my y! sn didn't have to be in it, because I could just um, do like Gwen did, and leave that part out. *rolls eyes*)

Kristin: (Also pretend that I am not yellow.)
Gwen: (How about orange?)
Kristin: (Not orange, either.)
Kristin: (I'm decently human coloured, thank-you.)
Kristin: (I believe the Politically Correct term is "female caucasion." )
Gwen: LOL.
Gwen: (I prefer "Other" myself.)
Kristin: I always choose Other, actually.
Gwen: Or "I prefer not to say"
Kristin: Hey, I have American Indians in my ancestry.
Kristin: That one works.
Kristin: How about I am ME?
Gwen: I think we should start a revolution whereby millions of people refuse to mark anything but "other" and the government can conclude that aliens have invaded the country because no races exist anymore.
Kristin: Brilliant!
Kristin: We should organize it on LJ.
Kristin: Where else? lol.
Gwen: It's the best place for those kinds of things.
dustfinger21: I'll post it on mine, and you on yours, and together we will CHANGE THE WORLD.

Friends! Will you join us?

Muahahaha.

Now Back to Your Regularly Scheduled Programming.

Meh.

2006-05-30T23:24:09Z

My throat is still very sore. No, the Dr. Pepper and gummy worms have nothing to do with my lack of recovery. We all know that Dr. Pepper and gummy worms are good for sore throats. =P I am leaving shortly to hear two of my sisters in a piano recital. I am wearing a purple flowery shirt and a flowing, silky, crinkly, little black skirt thing. With cute black sandals. I am struggling muchly with vanity. Oh yes, I am. Plus, I smell nice. By dint of multi-tasking, I did manage to do several loads of laundry today. I washed my sheets and blankets and made my bed. Theoretically supposing that I had spent less time online, I could have done alot more. We will contemplate the implications of all this and see what is to be done in the coming weeks, because this cannot continue.

This is really bad.

2006-05-22T18:56:11Z

So I had my cup of coffee and was very bouncy for a couple hours. Just long enough to clean out the van, actually. (9 people camping for a week can trash a vehicle like you have never seen a vehicle trashed before.) Now I am falling over again, and my options are to take a nap or have some more coffee. The trouble with the latter is that, of course, if I do that, I'll just have to keep drinking coffee all day. The trouble with the nap is that I don't have time for one. I still have to actually put away the junk that came out of the van, and I still want to go ride my horsie.

I am so SLEEPY.

Did you know I spent a week at a swamp in the south and never saw one alligator? I'm annoyed.

Lyrical Tastes

2006-05-06T02:18:01Z

Kristin: Mom, I'm going to read the lyrics to this song I heard on the radio. I was hysterically amused, but you can tell me if I'm just twisted.
Mom: You know, there could be a third option.
Kristin: We're both twisted?
Mom: Yeah.

*Kristin reads song lyrics aloud, Mom laughs hysterically and they share a moment of understanding and mirth because they are both hysterically amused*

Kristin: Nicole, let me read you these song lyrics.
Nicole: *hears them*
Nicole: *blank stare*
Nicole: Ooooooookay?
Kristin: Mom, I guess it was the third option.
Mom: Nah. She's twisted.

So she can’t go out tonight again:
Her sister’s sick, she’s gotta baby-sit.
Yeah, that sounds like a pretty good excuse.
Now you didn’t hear any of this from me,
But things aren’t always what they seem.
Brace yourself, this may come as a shock to you.

Girls lie too,
An' we don’t care how much money you make,
Or what you drive or what you weigh:
Size don’t matter anyway.
Girls lie too:
Don’t think you’re the only ones,
Who bend it, break it, stretch it some.
We learn from you,
Girls lie too.

We can’t wait to hear about your round of golf.
We love to see deer heads hanging on the wall,
An' we like Hooter’s for their hotwings too.
Other guys never cross our minds.
We don’t wonder what it might be like.
How could it be any better than it is with you?

Girls lie too,
An' we don’t care how much money you make,
Or what you drive or what you weigh:
Size don’t matter anyway.
Girls lie too:
Don’t think you’re the only ones,
Who bend it, break it, stretch it some.
We learn from you,
Girls lie too.

Yeah, girls lie too:
We always forgive and forget.
The cards and flowers you never sent,
Will never be brought up again.
Girls lie too.
Old grey sweatpants turn us on.
We like your friends and we love your mom.
And that's the truth,
Girls lie too.

Yeah that's the truth,
Girls lie too.

No, we don’t care how much hair you have.
Yeah, that looks good!
Comb it over like that.

Because...no, I must be honest. No because. There is no good reason for this. =P

2006-02-14T05:46:51Z

1. Who was your first love?
What is "love", anyway? Is it a fancy or a feeling?

2. Who was your first kiss and when?
Wouldn't you like to know.

3. Who was your first prom date?
This poor unsocialized homeschooler never went to the prom. Sad, no? How's she going to make it through real life?

4. Who was your first roommate?
That would be my big sis Nicole, long long ago in a house in Nebraska.

5. What alcoholic beverage did you drink when you got drunk the first time?
I've smelled the stuff, and that was plenty.

7. What was your first job?
First official job on the resume is probably the current one, before that I worked at a vet clinic for two weeks.

8. What was your first car?
I didn't own it, but I learned to drive in a 12 passenger van.

9. When did you go to your first funeral?
You know what? I've never attended one. How blessed am I.
10. How old were you when you first moved away from your hometown?
I was a Military Brat, honey. I had no hometown.

11. Who was your first grade teacher?
My mother.

12. Where did you go on your first ride on an airplane?
I was an infant, moving from New Mexico, USA, to Okinawa, Japan.
13. Where did you go for your first date and who was it with?
When I was just a little girl of four or five, my Daddy used to take me to an Italian restraunt every week, just the two of us. He did the same for Nicole, he took turns.

14. When you snuck out of your house for the first time, who was it with? I'm told I did it often as a toddler and often headed naked down the street, but the first time I remember was probably when I was 11 years old. We'd just recieved a pet bunny rabbit and he was on the front porch and there was a thunderstorm that night, and I was greatly concerned for him so I snuck out the window to check on him, even though I wasn't supposed to be out. Unfortunately, I ended up knocking the window screen out and I had to wake my Dad up anyway. =P

15. Who was your first Best Friend and are you still friends with them?
Classified, and No.

16. Who was the first person to send you flowers, or who was the first person that you sent flowers to?
Flowers are totally overrated. I am not a flower person. Pretty, but not very pragmatic. (All guys need to learn this. Flowers Do Not Always Fix.)

17. Where did you live the first time you moved out of your parents house? Oh, the plans...

18. Who is the first person you call when you have a bad day?
MY BIZABETH. I wubs her forever.

19. Whose wedding were you in the first time you were a bridesmaid or a groomsmen?
I still haven't, but thats okay. "Marriage is so disrupting to one's social circle."

20. What is the first thing you do in the morning?
Look at the alarm clock and reassure myself that I have a few minutes more, whether I do or not.

21. What was your first concert?The first one I remember was the CCM concert of Carmen.

22. What was your first major surgery?
I had tooth pulled before my wisdom teeth, I was about 14 and a baby tooth hadn't come out yet so they pulled it.

23. First tattoo or pierciing?
Owie.

24. First celebrity sighting?
RSD Dark Victory. (Horse.)

25. First celebrity crush/obsession?
Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...nope, not going there. =D

A to Z survey thingie making its rounds

2006-02-02T15:30:59Z

A - Accent: If I stay here much longer it will turn Hoosier, but I do hope not.
B - Breakfast Item:At the moment I'm having buttered toast with honey, but its not my favourite because it doesn't matter how delicious it is, you're hungry half an hour later.
C - Chore you hate: Laundry.
D - Dad's Name: William, usually called Bill.
E - Essential everyday item: I'm not actually sure that I have an Essential everyday item. Underwear are good, and its nice to have my glasses around.
F - Flavor ice cream: Mint Chocolate Chip or some really yummy chocolate kind with candy in it.
G - Gold or Silver?: Silver.
H - Happy Place: I don't know actually know what that question means. But if it just means, where you get a lovely safe happy and warm feeling of contentment, that I'm going to be totally smarmy and say in my Daddy's arms. =D On the back of a horse is always good, too.
I - Insomnia: Occasionally. Sometimes my brain won't shut up. It keeps talking while I'm trying to sleep.
J - Job - Love or want to leave: I have a love/hate relationship with my job. I'm sort of addicted to it and I couldn't leave, but it makes me unhappy sometimes.
K - Kids: I've met some adorable ones, and some that drove me up the wall.
L - Living arrangements: Dad, Mom, myself, six siblings, and two dogs.
M - Mom's birthplace: This is very bad, because I don't actually remember. Harding College, wherever that is.
N - Number of lovers you've had: Unfortunately, that question makes me laugh. I'm swarming with them, of course!
O - Overnight hospital stays: When I was a baby, I forget how long.
P - Phobia: I hate chickens, and Large Crowds don't like me.
Q - Question: When will I Arrive?
R - Religious Affiliation: Christian.
S - Siblings: Nicole, Angel, Krystal, Rebecca, Laura-Jane, and Riley.
T - Time you wake up: Between 7 am and 8 am, but given a choice I'd rather not.
U - Unnatural hair colors you've had: Neon blue! That was fun.
V - Vegetable you refuse to eat: Peas.
W - Worst habit: Procastinating (and this survey is a case in point), day dreaming,etc.
X - X-rays you've had: Lots and lots of my ankle, one or two of my wrist, plenty of dental.
Y - Yummy: Dr. Pepper, Chocolate, Barbecued Chicken, Mashed Potatoes, more Mashed Potatoes, and may I have some more Mashed Potatoes, please?
Z - Zodiac sign: No idea.

Ahem.

2005-12-17T04:16:11Z

If any of you know what the term Fata Morgana means today (besides the music band and besides Morgan L'Fay, though she is related to the subject), by all means please comment here and explain the phemomenon to me in small words so I can understand. Reliable photos would be good. If you are an expert, all the better. Fata Morganas are my new little obsessesion.

Veterans Day

2005-11-11T19:26:22Z

We thank the veterans, all of them.

Hey Biz, look!

2005-10-13T18:31:35Z

I'm a happy mushroom. Haha!

Hey, MK!

2005-08-18T17:31:39Z

I got my MK memorabilia CD today!=D
Unfortunately I'm going to be doing Lots and Lots of errand-running in my car without a cd player today, but I love what I've heard and your "track list" looks fun. Woohoo!
You're a sweet girl, dear. I'll be praying for you. =)

Woohoo! Sky Progress! (Mostly interesting to Biz, sorry.)

2005-07-23T03:03:57Z

So today for the first time I had the bridle and bit on Sky. He was nothing short of totally awesome about it.

~~We will skip over the fact that he was wearing a Western bridle and curb bit with an English saddle. I was going to run into town and get a snaffle today, but I didn't get off work in time.~~

He just sat there and played with this very interested but not traumatized look on his face, and THEN, we played with pressure, and he acted like he knew exactly what was going on. Pressure to the left, he moved left, pressure to the right, he moved right, and THEN- itsy-bitsy pressure on both sides pulling down, and he so totally collected himself.(Okay, never mind he wasn't actually moving. =P) Immediately. His head just DROPPED, and he went rounder than round. The very first time. And I just sat there going, heck, how did I get so lucky?!

I am one squeed out Equuschick.

I should just like to say...

2005-05-16T19:44:07Z

That tax refunds are wonderful things. Especially after vacations that were fun, but took a massive toll on your paycheck.

Is it wrong to kiss a check? O_o

Oh! Speaking of the IRS building, we passed that walking in DC, and right before was the building for the EPA- Enviromental Protection Agency. I was rather disgusted with the size of that building. Twice the size of the IRS, it takes up too much for enviroment for something that's supposed to be protecting it. Morever, think of all the paper used in a building like that. Dead trees, dead trees, an office that massive seems to scream.
IT SPANNED HALF A FREAKIN' BLOCK, PEOPLE! Thinking about how much money leaves the IRS and goes to the EPA makes me ill.

That was rather random, but it bugged me.

Vedy good, senator. Vedy good.

2005-04-28T20:56:52Z

http://frist.senate.gov/index.cfm?FuseAction=Speeches.Detail&Speech_id=191

Yes, silly. I meant for you people to READ IT!