Taking over the World one Roll at a Time

So the other night I was watching tv and a commercial came on with a family that looked like they were diabolically plotting something evil, and then I come to find out they were playing Monopoly. The new Monopoly has a world board. I couldn't help but think, "That's one way to teach your child to become the Anti-Christ, to take over the world using a board game as a training tool." Ok, so maybe I am over reacting, but the look on the families face was just creepy.



The new game has perks that a Hippie like me can be happy about because they are utilizing renewable energy utilities. But what do you think.

Christian Sister

BEAUTIFUL CHRISTIAN SISTER
by Maya Angelou

A woman's heart should be so hidden in Christ
that a man should have to seek Him first to find her.'
When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not shouting 'I'm clean livin''
I'm whispering 'I was lost, Now I'm found and forgiven.'
When I say... 'I am a Christian' I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble and need Christ to be my guide.
When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak and need His strength to carry on.
When I say.. 'I am a Christian' I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed and need God to clean my mess.
When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are far too visible but, God believes I am worth it.
When I say... 'I am a Christian' I still feel the sting of pain..
I have my share of heartaches, so I call upon His name.
When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not holier than thou,
I'm just a simple sinner Who received God's good grace, somehow!
Pretty is as Pretty does... but beautiful is just plain beautiful!

National talk like a pirate day

So my friend Ernie Holmes was twittering like mad about how today is talk like a Pirate day, and all the cool stuff to do online to day. So I went to google and searched the word pirate and came across a link to find out what my Pirate name would be quiz, and the results are....

My pirate name is:

Captain Grace Bonney

Even though there's no legal rank on a pirate ship, everyone recognizes you're the one in charge. You can be a little bit unpredictable, but a pirate's life is far from full of certainties, so that fits in pretty well. Arr!

Get your own pirate name from piratequiz.com.
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I have always loved pirates, I can trace my ancestry to a Pirate, and as Captain on Deck for Treasure Island Preschool Ministry I get to dress like a Pirate. So today is so my day to enjoy the Pirateyness of it all!! I hope get to enjoy some random dose of Pirateyness today too, Arrgghhh!!!!


this song is funny, a bit slow, and the pics are kind dumb, but hey its all in today's spirit.

School Books

Today (I hope) I bought my last school book for the semester. I have bought a book for every class but 1. That never happens to me. I usualy only have to buy my Math book and like 1 other book. I only have to buy my own books, because I am blessed with a mother who pays for my tuition. And after the first semester of school I have bought ALL my books online because I can get them redicuously cheaper. Book hunting isn't always fun, but it is always worth the price you pay. I have spent the past 2 weeks shopping and waiting. I am only excited about my Ethics book, because thats the only book I intend on using in my everyday "real" life. Not so much my Understanding Art book, or (sorry IE) my History book. All the classes I am taking this semester I plan on learning from them and taking knowledge beyond the classroom, but I plan on selling/donating all my other books.

Does anyone who has finished college still hold onto their college books?? and do you really ever think, let alone read them any more??

Twilight

So some of you kknow that for the past 5 days I have been OBSESSING over a series of books that start off with the book Twilight. I read Twilight (498pgs) in less than 40 hrs, and then read the next book in the series New Moon (563pgs) in less time. I am a reader by nature, but I am more into these books than I was with Harry Potter.




What are these books about you might ask?? Well its from an average teenage girl's perspective of moving from sunny Phoenix, AZ with her mom to raninyForks, WA with her dad. She starts a new high school where a family of teenage vampires go to school. She ends up being the true love of one the greek god looking vampire boys. They learn to over come their differences, like him not being able to going out into direct sunlight, and the fact that she smells like the most tasty thing he has ever smelled in his 100 year existance.

I know that some of you think I am being cheesy, but really guys its a great read. I love to read, and there aren't many books that I obsess over, and this one is a must read for any woman who wants to be loved to her most deepest core.

Fall Line up

My DVR is set and ready to go for this years Fall line up. I don't watch much tv, but the shows I obsessively watch I have dying with anticipation to finally come back. Some of them start this week, and its only a week away for the others!!

Mondays-

Heroes (NBC Sept 22 9pm)

Tuesdays-

Biggest Loser (NBC Sept 16 8pm)

Wednesdays-

Project Runway (Bravo 9pm)

Thursdays-

Ugly Betty (ABC Sept 25 8pm)

The Office (NBC Sept 25 9pm)

Kitchen Nightmares (Fox Sept 19 9pm)

Fridays-
Supper Nanny (ABC 9pm)

What shows are you filling up your Tivo with this Fall??

Shoes in Church

Normally my dad fwds me e-mail that are political or racist, and I delete them before I really read them. This one, however, really spoke to me. I have a place in my heart for those who are the dimond in the ruff, and this story is truely inspiring.

I showered and shaved

I adjusted my tie. I got there and sat

In a pew just in time. Bowing my head in prayer

As I closed my eyes. I saw the shoe of the man next to me

Touching my own. I sighed.
With plenty of room on either side

I thought, "Why must our soles touch?" It bothered me, his shoe touching mine

But it didn't bother him much. A prayer began: "Our Father"

I thought, "This man with the shoes, has no pride. They're dusty, worn, and scratched. Even worse, there are holes on the side!" "Thank You for blessings," the prayer went on. The shoe man said

A quiet "Amen." I tried to focus on the prayer

But my thoughts were on his shoes again.Aren't we supposed to look our best. When walking through that door? "Well, this certainly isn't it," I thought, Glancing toward the floor.
Then the prayer was ended

And the songs of praise began. The shoe man was certainly loud

Sounding proud as he sang. His voice lifted the rafters

His hands were raised high. The Lord could surely hear. The shoe man's voice from the sky. It was time for the offering

And what I threw in was steep. I watched as the shoe man reached

Into his pockets so deep. I saw what was pulled out

What the shoe man put in. Then I heard a soft "clink" . As when silver hits tin. The sermon really bored me

To tears, and that's no lie. It was the same for the shoe man

For tears fell from his eyes. At the end of the service

As is the custom here. We must greet new visitors, And show them all good cheer. But I felt moved somehow

And wanted to meet the shoe man.
So after the closing prayer

I reached over and shook his hand. He was old and his skin was dark

And his hair was truly a mess. But I thanked him for coming

For being our guest. He said, "My names' Charlie

I'm glad to meet you, my friend." There were tears in his eyes

But he had a large, wide grin. "Let me explain," he said

Wiping tears from his eyes. "I've been coming here for months

And you're the first to say 'Hi.'" "I know that my appearance

Is not like all the rest." "But I really do try

To always look my best." "I always clean and polish my shoes

Before my very long walk." "But by the time I get here

They're dirty and dusty, like chalk." My heart filled with pain

And I swallowed to hide my tears. As he continued to apologize

For daring to sit so near He said, "When I get here

I know I must look a sight." "But I thought if I could touch you..Then maybe our souls might unite." I was silent for a moment

Knowing whatever was said Would pale in comparison

I spoke from my heart, not my head.
"Oh, you've touched me," I said

"And taught me, in part" "That the best of any man

Is what is found in his heart." The rest, I thought,

This shoe man will never know. Like just how thankful I really am

That his dirty old shoe touched my soul You are special to me and you have made a difference in my life.