in no particular order
so much of my thoughts and opinions are drastically different from what I have espoused in the past. Some of it embarrasses me, well not really since its really, really hard to embarrass me since I decided to generally stop caring what other people think.
i consider separating my rants from my family stuff - but then I think why? I rant to my family why can't I rant on my family blog?
there has been so much in da news lately that I want to add my commentary to, but I suspect it will drain my time so I don't. But here are some articles I have a lot to say about:
Germany court rules circumcision an assault on boys
An ethicist take on that ruling: Religion is no excuse to mutilate your baby's penis.
Will we ever be enlightened enough to stop inductions?
This is NOT what I think feminism is
Declaration of independence from dieting
Homebirths are cost effective (er duh)
How to scare women about homebirths by relying heavily on one fanatic (or how to be a crappy journalist)
and today:
bad title because incurable makes it sound like a death sentence - but the article is the honest truth:
Fat is officially incurable
And... on a more serious note this blogger tackles some very tough issues that have bruised my soul as of late but it makes me feel good to know I am not the only faithful member who thinks this way (these are well researched posts from a believing member lest you think otherwise) Links are in purple, italics are his writings - his post are very long not unlike a great book:
Is this hurting the church?
In 1961 Church headquarters announced a new program that it called “Correlation.” This new way of doing things was introduced in conference by apostle Harold B. Lee. It was described as a benefit, sold as a way to coordinate and unify all the various programs of the church.
What it ended up being was a stifling means of control, not only of individual wards, but also of many individual members. The policies of correlation took decades to fully implement, and most of us didn't even notice the subtle changes
Problems with general conference (that story from the prez made me scratch my head too)
Imagine one of these foreigners watching a conference session for the very first time, and later relating this information to a friend who missed it:
“Praise Allah! I saw The Prophet of the Lord on TV yesterday.”
“Oh yes? What did this holy man have to say?”
“He said there was this time he was at a meeting and God told him to announce a particular man was to be the speaker, but that man was not even at the meeting. Then, just when all hope is lost, the guy shows up.”
“That is indeed a miracle. What else did this prophet have to say?”
“He said that when he was a young boy he accidently left a five dollar bill in his pants pocket, and the pants went to the laundry. He prayed mightily to the Lord that when he got the pants back, the money might still be in the pocket.”
“What happened?”
“When the pants came back from the laundry, the money was still in the pocket.”
“Wow. Nothing like that has ever happened to me.”
And this one is especially poignant to Kyle and I:
Go ahead and skip that temple wedding.
It was of such importance to Joseph Smith that weddings not be held in secret that the policy was codified in the Doctrine and Covenants:
“All marriages in this church of Christ of Latter Day Saints,” the scripture stated, “should be solemnized in a public meeting, or feast, prepared for this purpose..."
“...The persons to be married,” are to be “standing together, the man on the right, and the woman on the left...”
really all of his top posts are dang near brilliant and if he taught gospel doctrine I'd be in the first row every sunday and pick his brain after!!!!
moving on,
I regret cutting off most of my hair.
I hate putting on sunscreen
I hate putting sunscreen on wiggling kids.
I love watermelon with salt on it.
I love the lazy days of summer.
Yet I have a couple of big projects to tackle and want to get a head start on school stuff.
three kids in tree different schools this year will be interesting.
Sometimes I want to move and ask Kyle late at night if he's on board with that. Then we both talk me out of it.
I have had no dreams about the baby. but I am kind of thinking girl.
we still can't decide on a boy name.
we are still seriously considering dropping health insurance, which clouds my political opinion on all that national healthcare stuff lately - the bottom line is I just don't care anymore. conservatives don't seem to have the guts to fix what we have so I guess the liberals will get it successfully handed over to Uncle Sam so he can screw it up. Either way we are screwed at this point.
I don't like Romney.
I think I might be a libertarian.
I'll go have some more watermelon.
