It's Really Just a Bunch of Random Blather Cuz I'm BOARD. (You'll Get That Later)

I've been following the Circle of Mom's blog contest for moms of faith. Not Christian moms of faith, just moms of faith. I'm very disappointed and sickened, though not surprised, by the behavior of some of the Christian moms towards the Pagans in the contest. They are intolerant and bigoted, full of hatred and condemnation for the Pagan moms. They seem to forget that, among other statements of tolerance and love, the Bible says, "Judge not, lest ye be judged." (Matthew 7:1) They also seem to have forgotten that Jesus hung around with the sinners, prostitutes, drunks, and tax collectors. These women, and many other Christians, seem to take Jesus' instructions to 'love thy neighbor' as meaning, 'love thy Christian neighbor and hate, revile, and harass everyone else.' It's very sad. And, to be honest, it makes me angry. 

My favorite Facebook profile status update that I posted this week:

OMG Lays potato chips, stop jumping into my mouth and forcing me to eat you! Don't you know you're bad for me?? You fucking bastards, are you trying to kill me???

Yeah, I think I just raptured.

Not to betray my love for Christopher Eccleston or anything, but David Tennant is starting to grow on me in a big way. He's a hottie and he has fabulous hair. I may have to fight Julie for him though.

My hair has streaks of a silvery color in it, which I think is really cool, but the rest of it is a nondescript brown. I wish I could just dye the brown and not the silver. I'd dye it black cuz I think it would be totally awesome to have black and silver hair. At least when I grow older and my hair completely grays it will be a nice shiny silver instead of boring old dull gray.

Did you know that if you take the last two numbers of your birth year and add it to the age you will be this year it will equal 111? Yupp, that is true for everyone, but only this year.

Mangos are overrated. I like mango flavor in smoothies and stuff, but the fruit itself is highly overrated. However, that could be cuz I don't know how to tell if they are ripe.

Today I was semi productive and cleaned half my kitchen. Though considering that my kitchen is roughly the size of a shoebox, that might not be saying much. 

I finally found out how to prepare pomegranate seeds before eating them and now I love them. And they are so good for you, just filled with antioxidants.

There are a lot of Davids in my family. My Dad is David. My uncle's partner is David, my eldest Midget's bf is David, and my sis-in-law's brother is named David. There are also a lot of Pattis in my family. My real name is Patti (My full name is Patricia-one of these days I'll tell you how I got my name. It's hilarious. I was this close to becoming a Jennifer were it not for my grandma), my grandmother is named Patricia (Pat for short) and my aunt is named Patrice, but we call her Patty Kay. One of my other uncle's ex wife's name is also Patty. I figure if I ever get married I should marry a guy named David, cuz I think it would be funny. (Are you listening, David Tennant?)

And, just for shits and giggles:

Laters!!