So it's Easter Sunday and we're off to church. I don't mind too much. I was up anyway.
I'm anxious, since we started going to the country on weekends we have a new church. I'm comfortable at our old "city" church. They know me. No one looks at me askance anymore when I wear jeans, drink coffee in my pew, and don't sing, pray or take communion. It's actually kind of handy being the atheist, ex-Sunday School teacher.
As the lone honest atheist at the church, it was very liberating. I never pretended and once had a very frank and stimulating discussion with the head minister about my non-belief. We agreed to disagree. No harm, no foul. I respect anyone's right to believe as I would hope they would respect my right not to believe.
I am often asked why I bother going and my answers have seemed baffling to some. "It is important to my husband and I love him. My daughter needs to be exposed so that she will get all the information she needs in order to make her own decisions about faith."
As for the whole Sunday School thing, there was a need and I pitched in when no-one else would. One might say it was very "Christian" of me.
Now I have a whole new bunch of people to break in, pray for me. ;-0
Sunday, March 31, 2013
Wednesday, March 27, 2013
I'm going to start keeping a notebook
so I can write down all the great ideas I get for blog posts and then promptly forget. Which, in turn, forces me to write about forgetting all the brilliant things I want to write about.
Super interesting I'm sure. Way to get readers indamanda! go you!
And in order to help myself fulfil my goal of actually blogging more than twice every two years here's a random list of stuff:
1. If I get up in the middle of the night I can't go back to sleep on the same side I woke up on.
2. I don't trust people that claim to be unable to walk in high heels (barring actual physical impairment, obviously).
3. The "stench" of my nighttime moisturizer actually forced BC to sleep on the couch the other night. It was expensive, I'm not not using it.
4. Sometimes I like to browse "everything" on Pinterest and laugh at how crazy people are. Then I look at my own boards and realize I was kind of laughing at myself.
5. My favourite number is 37. I blame Sweet Valley High.
6. I don't understand twitter. I have a twitter but don't think I use it correctly. (@indamandajones)
7. I think I want to start watching Dr. Who but don't know where to start.
8. I have to do a crossword puzzle before I can go to sleep. Always in ink.
9. I am pretty sure that I'm a better mom on the days I pretend I'm the nanny.
10. I never did a 40 before 40 list. I don't really mind.
11. I also don't trust people who don't drink caffeinated beverages, smile too much or claim to be happy all the time.
12. Sometimes I feel guilty about abandoning proper books for my Kobo, but then I realized it's 1 am and I'm 2/3 of the way through a trilogy that must be finished that night.
13. I have been watching "The IT Crowd" which is fun but mostly it makes me miss JPod.
14. I may have double spaced this list to make it look like a longer post. ;)
Super interesting I'm sure. Way to get readers indamanda! go you!
And in order to help myself fulfil my goal of actually blogging more than twice every two years here's a random list of stuff:
1. If I get up in the middle of the night I can't go back to sleep on the same side I woke up on.
2. I don't trust people that claim to be unable to walk in high heels (barring actual physical impairment, obviously).
3. The "stench" of my nighttime moisturizer actually forced BC to sleep on the couch the other night. It was expensive, I'm not not using it.
4. Sometimes I like to browse "everything" on Pinterest and laugh at how crazy people are. Then I look at my own boards and realize I was kind of laughing at myself.
5. My favourite number is 37. I blame Sweet Valley High.
6. I don't understand twitter. I have a twitter but don't think I use it correctly. (@indamandajones)
7. I think I want to start watching Dr. Who but don't know where to start.
8. I have to do a crossword puzzle before I can go to sleep. Always in ink.
9. I am pretty sure that I'm a better mom on the days I pretend I'm the nanny.
10. I never did a 40 before 40 list. I don't really mind.
11. I also don't trust people who don't drink caffeinated beverages, smile too much or claim to be happy all the time.
12. Sometimes I feel guilty about abandoning proper books for my Kobo, but then I realized it's 1 am and I'm 2/3 of the way through a trilogy that must be finished that night.
13. I have been watching "The IT Crowd" which is fun but mostly it makes me miss JPod.
14. I may have double spaced this list to make it look like a longer post. ;)
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
3 am inventions
So I am making a wish for a computer that could transcribe my thoughts because I write brilliant, witty, profound blog posts at 3 am when I can't sleep.
I could get up out of my warm and cosy bed and actually commit these brilliant, witty, profound thoughts to "paper" but then I would have to leave my warm and cosy bed. Nope, instead I am requesting that someone invent a computer that can transcribe my thoughts. NOT all my thoughts, that would be terrifying, but the ones earmarked for literary brilliance.
I have a vague recollection of reading a teen romance novel about two teenagers in Silicon Valley in the 80s and the girl had a computer she could "think" to. Anybody remember this book? I am hoping to find it so I can re-read it and steal its ideas. For some reason the image in my head of the hero is kind of a cross between teenage Patrick Dempsey and Charles Shaughnessy. The heroine looked like me, obviously.
So, if anyone has a computer like this can they lend it to me tonight, around 3 am? Thanks in advance.
I could get up out of my warm and cosy bed and actually commit these brilliant, witty, profound thoughts to "paper" but then I would have to leave my warm and cosy bed. Nope, instead I am requesting that someone invent a computer that can transcribe my thoughts. NOT all my thoughts, that would be terrifying, but the ones earmarked for literary brilliance.
I have a vague recollection of reading a teen romance novel about two teenagers in Silicon Valley in the 80s and the girl had a computer she could "think" to. Anybody remember this book? I am hoping to find it so I can re-read it and steal its ideas. For some reason the image in my head of the hero is kind of a cross between teenage Patrick Dempsey and Charles Shaughnessy. The heroine looked like me, obviously.
So, if anyone has a computer like this can they lend it to me tonight, around 3 am? Thanks in advance.
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