Everything is successfully transferred over. I know I lost 3 comments on the last post, so please re-visit it if you commented. (I think the ones I lost were Muhajabah, Dave, and Leenie.)
Muchos gracias to Krissy for helping with with PHPMy Admin, navigating Cyberpixels, and helping with my config file even though you were also trying to get caught up on laundry. You are an awesome webchica!
I only told Leenie and my mother-in-law that I was going to do this.
I took my written test for my driver’s license this morning and…
I PASSED!!!!!!!!!!! I got a 94% on the Ohio test. This is so nice considering I all out failed the California test twice.
Now to learn how to do the physical part of driving… (And yes I know that it is pathetic that I am almost 23 and have just gotten my permit.)
Our leaves from last fall are still sitting on the lawn. Someone from our church (who has to do a certain amount of community service for his program) came over and got the stuff raked up that was blowing in our neighbors’ yard. I’m going to go out and tackle it this afternoon but I’m trying to figure out how to do it without upsetting my asthma. (My EVIL insurance company is *not* going to cover an ER visit for asthma — I can put money on that.)
For those who have been emailing me, yes… Richard is alive. (I spoke to him by phone.) He was ill, has (inasfar as I know) mostly recovered, and is hammering out his thesis which needs to be to the readers within about the next… 10 days or so. Does this satify those who have been asking me? 🙂
Ooooooooohhhhh!!! I’m studying to be a “pastorix”. (Apparently in Latin, “pastor” is a male noun and the ending indicates it as such. Therefore, I should be a “pastorix” because I’m female.) Nice try but… I really don’t think this is a good argument against female ordination (if one wanted to use it as such). Our language adopts words with no regard to the gender they had in the prior language.
A few of the women at my seminary used to joke about the fact that we were studying to be “priestesses”. Ironically enough, *we* (the women) were not the ones who advocated bizarre liturgical dances in worship, inclusive language (which is a misnomer), poems about nature being read as the sermon, and the other New Age stuff that all the anti-female ordination people said would enter the church when women became pastorices. (Gotta get that ending right!) The *men* advocated for all those things.
*sighs*
An email from my Daddy-O:
I don’t know if everyone knows that Sauerkraut was abruptly named Liberty Cabbage when we entered WWI. German Toast became French Toast, yada, yada, yada. But that’s all past us, right?
Well Irish America is at it again, God love us. The Ancient Order Of Hibernians, the group that runs the St. Patrick’s Day Parade in New York, deserves the kudos for this one.
The New York Monaghan Association was forbidden by the AOH parade committee to carry their banner in the parade this year. Why, you might ask, is this commonly overlooked, landlocked Irish county, (sandwiched between, Armagh, Fermangh, Tyrone, Louth and Cavan) so scandalous?
Oh Jaysus, not priests and little boys again?
Not another IRA gun running scandal?
Rapacious Leprechauns?
Nope.
The parade committee thought that the county’s image on the banner looked
like Iraq.
I think I’m going to walk to my local liquor drive-through and ponder this one over some Guinness and a turkey sandwich from Subway.
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