Mary and Martha

I'm so lazy. I'm so mean to those I find different. Where is Jesus in me? Why can't I look at someone everyone else considers "a bit off" and see a fellow brother or sister in Christ instead of whatever imperfections they carry with them? How can I seek to go further in my walk with Christ when I can't even like "the odd ones", let alone love them? I'm an odd one myself. I'm one everyone else ignores. So why do I feel I'm justified in conspicuously ignoring others? Jesus, help me to see each person through Your eyes and with Your love. Help me mortify my own flesh so, with it, I can reach out to others with humility and mercy. Beat me down, Lord.

So this blog has kind of turned into just a place to dump whatever little things bug or interest me. I hope it doesn't stay that way, but, right now, I really don't have the time to do anything else. So, for the sake of simplicity, why don't y'all stick around get to know me better. =) **FOODOLOGY** What is your salad dressing of choice? French or Italian What is your favorite sit-down restaurant? I'd tell you, but then I'd have to kill you. What food could you eat every day for two weeks and not get sick of? Apparently, the "eggs" served for breakfast every day here at school. I don't know if it's the fact that they're not real eggs or what, but I've been eating those suckers since the first day back and there have only been one or two times when I simply could not put them on my plate. What are your pizza toppings of choice? Pepperoni, mushrooms, pineapple, and barbecue chicken - not all at the same time. What do you like to put on yo

Um, I kind of don't.....because of procrastination, this is going to be one whirlwind of a weekend!! Let's see Today (Friday): Classes 'til 1pm, drive home and find out if mom has a slip to go under my bridesmaid dress (oh, I didn't tell you? One of my friends is getting married this weekend. =P). If she doesn't, panic a little, then run up to Meijer to buy one. After that, head to the ceremony location and help decorate. Rehearsal is at 5, rehearsal dinner is a little later. Hopefully, somewhere in there I can squeeze in time to finish my Spanish homework, due by midnight. Tomorrow (Saturday): Friend's wedding - all day long. Sunday : Find books for my research proposal, read books for my research proposal, write my research proposal for Monday. Study for an exam for Monday.

I just stumbled upon a really weird detail in the English language. Consider the sentence, "It has something in its mouth." Now, add the word 'does' to that same sentence, with no other structural changes, and the verb 'to have' suddenly conjugates in the plural, "It does have something in its mouth." Why?? The subject is the same, the direct object is the same, the only difference is a single word! If we replace 'does' with 'really', the conjugation has remains: "It really has something in its mouth." What in the world is that about?!? I can't think of a single grammar rule as to why that occurs, can someone help me out? EDIT: An acquaintance read this and then ushered me into the demented little world of helping verbs. "Does" is a helping verb, for which "have" is the default of 'to have' - so ... there . (0.o)

I love October in the Midwest. It's my favorite month out of the whole year. I love the trees changing colors, I love the chilly bite in the air, I love the stiff winds, and I love Halloween (I've wanted to make a 'haunted path' using the sixteen acres of woods behind our house ever since we moved to the property, but I've never been able to *tear*). This year, October couldn't have made its entrance more perfectly. It was my favoritist favorite kind of day: grey skies, chilly, gusts blowing the newly fallen leaves around, the trees slowly becoming barer and barer - the only thing it really wanted was pumpkins lolling about, but, not to worry, that shall come soon enough. I know, I have weird taste in days. =P

Well, he didn't get pinned hard, but that doesn't make him any less of a Lance Corporal. =D One of the many amusingly painful traditions of the Marine Corps is the "pinning" ceremony: when an enlisted gets promoted, they have to change out their lapel pins to indicate their new, higher rank. The men being promoted are given these new pins by their superiors, who will stick the chevron pins on the lapels, but leave the backs off (they're straight-backed). Said superior then hits the pins as hard as he wants - yes, there's often a bragging right if blood is drawn - and, for the rest of the day, the newly pinned Marine has to leave the backs off his chevrons and anyone of equal or higher rank is allowed to hit them into his soft flesh. ( Here 's a picture to illustrate the pinning - not the hitting...) When I visited EJ awhile back, one of his buddies had just gotten promoted to PFC, so the backs of his pins were off. EJ, totally relishing the opportunity lik