Thursday, June 24

The Scripture Tree is one of the neatest things I have ever seen.
I don't know why I have tried to just not be a part of conversations about the war. I have my opinions of course, but a lot of people I care about don't share my sentiments.

Although I am a registered democrat, I have always considered myself somewhat conservative. Now this comes from a convicted felon who grew up in the projects. My family would remind me that I didn't always live in the projects and that is true. I left home at 13 and my life from then was pretty much self-inflicted madness. I think about the way I allowed myself to be abused and to abuse, and I can't even imagine why someone would put themselves through that. I now can't understand why Joy is in the same situation.

Anyway, since then..........I am a pretty typical American Mom. We go to church, we work, we worry about our children. I wish women would not abort their children. I know it is murder, but I would not bomb an abortion clinic. Unlike many of the people I most respect, I DO NOT believe in capital punishment. I just don't believe that is for us to do. People have asked me what if something horrific happened to one of my children. If I don't have time to think about it, my gut response is that I would kill them myself. But I really believe that is not what the Bible calls for us to do, either me doing it, or the courts ordering it done.

I don't like what is happening in Iraq, and I don't feel good about what we, as a country, are doing there. My son, my flesh and blood, in Marine Boot Camp today, may very well be deployed to Iraq. I am proud of my son and his convictions. He is a young man of integrety (or if not now he will be when the Drill Seargent gets through with him), but why should he risk his life if the very people he wants to protect, hate him or don't want him there anyway. I have a hard time believing that Jesus approved of war.

Me, in all my self richeous sickness surfed the web today until I found one of the beheadnings online and I watched it. I thought about what I would feel if that were my son, and then I tried to think about how I would feel if one of the Iraqi men were my son.

I searched a lot of websites and some were of folks that are in Iraq. What amazed me most was the excellent English. I wonder if they teach English in the schools there, or if they are actually English people living there, or if they are fakes.

I have tried not to see what is going on, but now a part of me is involved and I feel ill equiped to handle the situation.
And here we go again...............

Nope nothing tragic. Seems like I have been turning into the Drama Queen lately.

Just another day in which I had a hard time getting up to. We went to Bible Study last night and didn't get home until after 9. Now I know that might seem early to some folks, but for me to get up at 5 a.m., I really need my rest.

It was good though. We had the Fluckers with us (no jokes). Bill and Fanny Flucker, Missionaries to Mississippi. Now that may sound funny, but these were really great folks and it was exciting for them to share what God has brought on their hearts to do. We really enjoyed it!

Well, Destiny is in the living room screaming as Jamila brushes her hair. The washer is chugging along merrily, and Lee Lee is hollering at George. Like I said.

Here we go again...................

Thursday, June 17

Ah another day..................

Well Jake has been in boot camp over a week now. I got the little postcard with his mailing address on it last Saturday and have gotten out a few pieces of postage to him.

I wish I had written Joy more when she was at Job Corp. There's a lot of things I wished I had done differently with Joy. I wish I would have let her go in her room and read when she wanted to at 13 years old. I wish I had not made a big deal out of the time she wrote her name on the landlords boat. I wish I had not brought so many different people into her life that were not reputable. I wish she had never been away from me for the 5 years she lived somewhere else. I wish she was here. I wish she knew how sorry I am for not being a good mom. I wish I could stop crying here at my desk at work..........

Saturday, June 12

Write Like an Egyptian
Your name in hieroglyphs,the way an Egyptian scribe might have written it.

This is my name...............

My name in hieroglyphs is

Write Like an Egyptian
I had written a long note to my daughter Joy here, but it wasn't posted for some reason. Suffice to say.................I love you and Little Randy Joy. I will be here for you as long as I have life in my body.

Monday, June 7 ? Word of the Day Spelling Games
I have a new Gmail - Inbox. It allows 1000 mb of email storage for FREEEEEE!

Right up my alley.

Jake is gone, headed up to Parris Island for boot camp. The party at the church last evening was WONDERFUL. Even my Dad showed up!!!

Saturday, June 5

I don't know if it was two or three years ago that my friend Kindly Rat mailed me some wild grapes seeds, but I just got them planted and I sure hope they grow!!

Well, Jake will be leaving tomorrow at this time, actually earlier. We are going to have a party at the Church and his recruiter Staff Sgt. DeLeon will be there. He and Jake will leave the church at 7:30 to pick up the rest of the guys and go to the motel. The bus leave there at 4:45 a.m. He will be in Parris Island this time 48 hours from now.

I guess I am still in denial. I treated this day like any other house work day.

Jake's girl friend Jessica is here now. They are laying on Jake's bed watching TV.

I have been on the Atkins diet for a couple of weeks, but have cheated the last two days. I have strong sugar cravings that I have not been able to control.

I am down from 213 to 197, but all my fat girl clothes are still tight...................Now, I need to start working out again!