Disclaimer: We love our church and our pastor. The following story is just another classic example of how crazy things happen to us no matter what we do or where we go...
I have to confess...something very serious. I can't believe I'm actually admitting this, but I have now seen something on the Internet that I thought I would never see. Something so degrading to "women" that I could barely stand it.
Oddly enough, I learned about it CHURCH. What kind of church is this, you ask? Let me tell you...
It was an ordinary service. Levi was fidgety, trying to escape the sanctuary by any means whatsoever. When all the sudden, a Lego scene depicting the memory verse was flashed on the screen. Levi gasped with excitement. "What's this," I thought to myself. "Lego people illustrating Bible stories. What better way to get Levi to learn about different Bible stories. This is AWESOME."
I quickly made note of the website, and Levi logged on as soon as he entered our house. I couldn't have been happier. He was clicking through all kinds of Bible stories from both the Old and New Testaments...everything from Noah to Jesus' birth.
As Levi was expanding his Biblical knowledge, I was on the phone with my friend, Amanda. I was so excited to tell her about the cool, new website that we had just discovered only hours earlier. I was apparently way behind, as she already knew all about the site. "Get him off of there right now," she says, interrupting me mid-sentence. I couldn't imagine what she was referring to. After all, these are Bible stories for crying out loud. Calm down...relax...it's Legos. Legos...building blocks...kids toys...Legos.
After some minor navigating through the site, I saw it with my own eyes. There is was, right there staring at me. It was Lego porn.
Yup, I said Lego porn. I never guessed I could view Legos in such a way. I can't say I ever thought about it before, but now I can't get it out of my mind. I can just see me explaining why the Legos were doing that to each other. Just yesterday Levi asked me how Oliver the cat (who is a girl) could have babies if she wasn't married. And now, I just about had to explain the birds and the bees using Legos characters in compromising positions as examples.
To make matters worse, Ken wouldn't stop looking at it. He would click on a story, laugh, and call me to look. Seriously? STOP LOOKING AT THE LEGOS! Good gracious alive.
Ken quickly called Carl, our pastor, and told him what we had discovered. I think he was as surprised as we were...or at least I hope he was :)
So, we made it through the day without any major causalities. Lego porn. NOW I've seen everything.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
My Latest Obsession
I was thinking the other day that I'm pretty sure I have an addictive personality. Seems like I find a new hobby, start a new exercise, or even find a new snack food and I can't get enough of it. Maybe it's persistence or maybe I'm just the crazy stalker woman who called the Springdale Hobby Lobby for like a week asking when their Christmas stuff would be 80% off (which finally happened last Saturday, BTW). It's a darn good thing I don't smoke or drink all that much. How scary would that be?
Then my friend, Amanda, introduced me to facebook.com, and my life has never been the same. I'm OBSESSED with it. For the 2 or 3 remaining souls who aren't on facebook yet, DON'T DO IT. I resisted for months and then finally bit the bullet and joined. Now I'm posting pictures, giving status updates, and stalking poor, innocent people that happened to know me along my route through life.
People watching has always been one of my hobbies, but this takes it to a whole new level for me. Now I get to see what different "friends" have done with their lives, see pictures of their spouses and children, and probably the most curiosity-sparking for me, to see what they do for a living. Most of the professions I could have guessed, but some totally catch me by surprise.
Interesting, yes, but I must admit that it sometimes makes me a bit sad, maybe even regretful that I didn't work a little longer than I did before my Levi was born. I really can't imagine not being here to take Benj to therapy or to pick up Levi from the bus stop, but sometimes I'm stuck with the what if of it all..
So, I find myself mentally (and sometimes verbally) editing every written document I see. Anything from letters from the school to signs along the road, I do it ALL of the time. I know I can go back to work at any time, but it's been so long now (8 1/2 years) that I feel a bit rusty. I can just see my first interview now.
Interviewer: Okay, let's see some of the pieces you've written.
Me: Well, like I haven't actually published anything per se, but I do this really cool online blog and it's totally fun, pointless, and pretty much meaningless. Whatcha think?
Call me crazy, but somehow I don't think that's going to cut it. Several years ago I tried my hand at freelance writing without much luck. Okay, "much" is a bit exaggerated, let's so NO luck. Maybe it's time to re-examine that again. That's a good New Year's Resolution for me.
Until then, though, you're stuck with reading my random thoughts about everyday situations that I encounter along the way.
Speaking of which, it's time to call Hobby Lobby again. That 90% off sale is bound to happen any day now :)
Then my friend, Amanda, introduced me to facebook.com, and my life has never been the same. I'm OBSESSED with it. For the 2 or 3 remaining souls who aren't on facebook yet, DON'T DO IT. I resisted for months and then finally bit the bullet and joined. Now I'm posting pictures, giving status updates, and stalking poor, innocent people that happened to know me along my route through life.
People watching has always been one of my hobbies, but this takes it to a whole new level for me. Now I get to see what different "friends" have done with their lives, see pictures of their spouses and children, and probably the most curiosity-sparking for me, to see what they do for a living. Most of the professions I could have guessed, but some totally catch me by surprise.
Interesting, yes, but I must admit that it sometimes makes me a bit sad, maybe even regretful that I didn't work a little longer than I did before my Levi was born. I really can't imagine not being here to take Benj to therapy or to pick up Levi from the bus stop, but sometimes I'm stuck with the what if of it all..
So, I find myself mentally (and sometimes verbally) editing every written document I see. Anything from letters from the school to signs along the road, I do it ALL of the time. I know I can go back to work at any time, but it's been so long now (8 1/2 years) that I feel a bit rusty. I can just see my first interview now.
Interviewer: Okay, let's see some of the pieces you've written.
Me: Well, like I haven't actually published anything per se, but I do this really cool online blog and it's totally fun, pointless, and pretty much meaningless. Whatcha think?
Call me crazy, but somehow I don't think that's going to cut it. Several years ago I tried my hand at freelance writing without much luck. Okay, "much" is a bit exaggerated, let's so NO luck. Maybe it's time to re-examine that again. That's a good New Year's Resolution for me.
Until then, though, you're stuck with reading my random thoughts about everyday situations that I encounter along the way.
Speaking of which, it's time to call Hobby Lobby again. That 90% off sale is bound to happen any day now :)
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