It’s Caturday again. But around here, it’s always Caturday.
Happy birthday to Paula (heyheypaula) and Carolyn (RaZeHeLL) !
Happy anniversary to Lauryn (Sabrise) and Bryan!
We have a pet door going into the room where the kittens are, from the kitchen. Last night we heard Sandy barking. She had torn the cover off the door and was barking at the kittens. They were terrified. So I had to put it back, and then block the door with our large wooden kitchen garbage can.
This is such a sad story. The article doesn’t tell all the details, but it was horrible when this boy was attacked. It was over a year ago in Houston. After the attack, he was left lying in the backyard of a home for something like 12 hours before he was found. He had been beaten, sodomized with a pipe from a patio umbrella (the end of the pipe was kicked with a boot), and left lying covered in bleach. He suffered horrible permanent injuries. He killed himself on Sunday. He jumped from a cruise ship out of Galveston, suffered traumatic head injury and drowned.
In response to Pureza’s sweet comment, I’d like to say this:
I love sharing my family. It makes people feel like they know me better. I have been criticized greatly for it, though.
I’ve been criticized for not posting strictly Christian messages or Bible studies, because I am a Christian. But I know I don’t go and read blogs of people who only post those things. Sometimes I have made whole posts on our Sunday sermons, but during the week, I usually don’t. But I do incorporate scripture into posts. It’s part of our lives. I think that is how people are more likely to listen….when you make it part of your daily life. And if people can’t see how God’s word fits into our daily lives, they are going to tune it out.
Some people do not like me posting anything about them, so for those people, I have quit posting, with the exception of the occassional mention of their names. There seems to be a great fear that there are dangerous people lurking out there to find out where we live and work. Nevermind that I don’t post our address or phone number. If I get to know someone well, I will share those things. If an industrious person wants them bad enough, they can get them anyway. It’s easy. But they just have to remember….we are armed
And of course, we aren’t dangerous people. I’ve met many of our Xanga friends, and none of them are dangerous, either. Strange maybe, but not dangerous There are people on Xanga who have even survived staying at our house. Ethan excaped with only slight emotional scarring from being sprayed with 21 cans of Silly String He had to go to his happy place, but he survived
Poor guy We probably caused PTSD.
(Sorry, but I just have to pick on you sometimes.)