We are a house divided. George is KState. Me? I am KU. Nice good liberal place. We have spent the last week watching basketball. Not normal for us, but a lot of fun.
Tonight was no different. All I can say?
KU basketball: Kicking ass, taking names, and being immature little shits all at the same time.
Friday, March 25, 2011
Sunday, August 29, 2010
In Protest
There will be a vigil in Great Bend tonight for a murdered 14 year old girl.
She was quite possibly a troubled young girl. She was murdered in a way that no one except a forensics specialitst might be able to determine, but escapes the rest of us at this point.
So there is to be a vigil at Jack Kilby square in the middle of Great Bend, Kansas. There might be a few speakers to proclaim the glory of God and how we should turn to him now.
The event (and that seems to be what it has turned into) has attracted the attention of Fred Phelps and his church of hate. Seems he is going to show up and picket the vigil and spread the word of hate of "fags" and how the world is going to hell and how the girl's murder is yet another punishment from God for loving queers. Just a special time.
Along with Fred will be the Freedom riders and the Patriot guard, in all their flag waving attire and glory. They will be protesting Fred.
This is where my hackles start to rise.
Rather than paying attention to a quacking hate monger, why not turn their backs on him and support the family. Have the riders leave their patriotic attire at home and support the family as common people recognizing the agonizing grief these people are experiencing. Say the prayers for the dead. Say the prayers for the living. Come together in compassion.
Not hate.
Let the girl be in peace now. Help the family achieve some peace. Stating there is a lesson in all this won't help. Hating and protesting against the Fred Phelps of this world will not help either.
Help the family.
She was quite possibly a troubled young girl. She was murdered in a way that no one except a forensics specialitst might be able to determine, but escapes the rest of us at this point.
So there is to be a vigil at Jack Kilby square in the middle of Great Bend, Kansas. There might be a few speakers to proclaim the glory of God and how we should turn to him now.
The event (and that seems to be what it has turned into) has attracted the attention of Fred Phelps and his church of hate. Seems he is going to show up and picket the vigil and spread the word of hate of "fags" and how the world is going to hell and how the girl's murder is yet another punishment from God for loving queers. Just a special time.
Along with Fred will be the Freedom riders and the Patriot guard, in all their flag waving attire and glory. They will be protesting Fred.
This is where my hackles start to rise.
Rather than paying attention to a quacking hate monger, why not turn their backs on him and support the family. Have the riders leave their patriotic attire at home and support the family as common people recognizing the agonizing grief these people are experiencing. Say the prayers for the dead. Say the prayers for the living. Come together in compassion.
Not hate.
Let the girl be in peace now. Help the family achieve some peace. Stating there is a lesson in all this won't help. Hating and protesting against the Fred Phelps of this world will not help either.
Help the family.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
It could happen
There was a skit on the original Saturday Night Live which is as funny today as when it first aired. Gilda Radner going off on some tangent and after being confronted by Jane Curtain, her response was "It could happen!".
Something happened in a town nearby. A young girl went missing. Last seen getting in to a vehicle with a young man to attend a party.
It has been 2 days.
Today a body was found. Burnt beyond recognition.
The girl is still missing. Not a huge leap from one fact to another.
I have 2 daughters and a son. It would be comforting to think it would never happen to them.
Very comforting.
But the girl is missing.
There is a body...
It could happen and it scares the hell out of me.
Something happened in a town nearby. A young girl went missing. Last seen getting in to a vehicle with a young man to attend a party.
It has been 2 days.
Today a body was found. Burnt beyond recognition.
The girl is still missing. Not a huge leap from one fact to another.
I have 2 daughters and a son. It would be comforting to think it would never happen to them.
Very comforting.
But the girl is missing.
There is a body...
It could happen and it scares the hell out of me.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Looking Back
I went to coffee with people I graduated from hig school. There weren't many there but it was nice to see them. Keep in mind, this was the first time I have done something like this. Ever.
I have avoided reunion anything until today. I am not sure what made me finally decide to go. A woman always known to be down to earth and downright funny was to be there. Maybe that was it. Maybe it was being asked by someone the other day if I had great memories of my junior and senior years. She just had a wonderful time during those years. I could not agree with her.
Oh, there were some good times. But to want to relive them or say they were wonderful years? Nope.
So, I went and it was nice. Do I want to make a regular event of it. Hmmmm. I would have to think about it.
I do know what I came away with. I do not want to go back to the teen years. I like the present. I like who I am now.
There is a favorite quote of mine I was reminded of today.
"Education is a wonderful thing, but I prefer wisdom."
I have avoided reunion anything until today. I am not sure what made me finally decide to go. A woman always known to be down to earth and downright funny was to be there. Maybe that was it. Maybe it was being asked by someone the other day if I had great memories of my junior and senior years. She just had a wonderful time during those years. I could not agree with her.
Oh, there were some good times. But to want to relive them or say they were wonderful years? Nope.
So, I went and it was nice. Do I want to make a regular event of it. Hmmmm. I would have to think about it.
I do know what I came away with. I do not want to go back to the teen years. I like the present. I like who I am now.
There is a favorite quote of mine I was reminded of today.
"Education is a wonderful thing, but I prefer wisdom."
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Answered
I had a prayer answered today. It did not dawn on me til just a few minutes ago what had happened.
Our oldest has encountered some, hmmm - what should I call them, learning opportunities. Yup, that is what they are, learning opportunities. And when she decides to learn, we all get the opportunity to learn.
Anyway, things are ok, just a bit bumpy.
A few days ago, thinking about her travails, the heat in general, looking at finances, thinking evil thoughts about my oldest's former, working and just fretting in general, I felt pretty despondent.
It was then I offered up a prayer.
God, I need a little help here. I'll be glad to do the work. Just need a little boost from you. No smiting. Nope, not asking for that. Nothing flashy, just not needed. But something to give a little light on life.
Then in conversation this evening, the boost was given. Just a little thing. Nothing flashy.
As I sat here perusing the internet, the conversation replayd itself in my brain and there was the answer.
God, you answered!
Then, in a voice from inside, "About time you noticed."
Thank you.
Our oldest has encountered some, hmmm - what should I call them, learning opportunities. Yup, that is what they are, learning opportunities. And when she decides to learn, we all get the opportunity to learn.
Anyway, things are ok, just a bit bumpy.
A few days ago, thinking about her travails, the heat in general, looking at finances, thinking evil thoughts about my oldest's former, working and just fretting in general, I felt pretty despondent.
It was then I offered up a prayer.
God, I need a little help here. I'll be glad to do the work. Just need a little boost from you. No smiting. Nope, not asking for that. Nothing flashy, just not needed. But something to give a little light on life.
Then in conversation this evening, the boost was given. Just a little thing. Nothing flashy.
As I sat here perusing the internet, the conversation replayd itself in my brain and there was the answer.
God, you answered!
Then, in a voice from inside, "About time you noticed."
Thank you.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Been a while
It has been a while since I could string words together and make sense. Maybe it has been the heat rendering me mute. Perhaps my ranting at God over the unfairness of life. Maybe it just sheer laziness. The dog days of summer have struck me dumb.
I may have been mute but the brain continues on.
I have watched my children go through tough life lessons. Dragging us along with them.
Why don't they listen to what we have done and learned? Why must they learn the hard way?
George and I have said to ourselves, "Whatever we need to do, we will".
Damn.
I may have been mute but the brain continues on.
I have watched my children go through tough life lessons. Dragging us along with them.
Why don't they listen to what we have done and learned? Why must they learn the hard way?
George and I have said to ourselves, "Whatever we need to do, we will".
Damn.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Roads long ago
My husband and I like to take back roads. Mostly paved county roads. Occasionally the dirt roads that look like they lead somewhere.
We have done this several times this summer and each time we do, there is always a very pleasant surprise awaiting us.
Today we went to look at a new/old property recently bought by a friend. Up in North Central Kansas and very much off the beaten path.
Five natural stone buildings and very old metal barn. Some of the foundations were crumbling and the wood had certainly seen better days. I am sure termites had themselves many a fine meal.
We had been given permission to get out and look around. The obligatory caution about snakes in the area had also been given.
Talk about a step back in time. The walls left standing had so many stories to tell.
The natural stone cave that had been made in the side of the hill spoke of storms and a cool place to retreat to.
The old stone barn still had the musty, earthy scent of horses and cattle from long ago.
I am not sure what Susan will eventually do with the property. Knowing her, she will keep it as close to the original purpose as is possible. A place back in time. When life seemed a little more simple.
I hope we can go back. Not to that time, but to that place.
Just to be still and watch.
We have done this several times this summer and each time we do, there is always a very pleasant surprise awaiting us.
Today we went to look at a new/old property recently bought by a friend. Up in North Central Kansas and very much off the beaten path.
Five natural stone buildings and very old metal barn. Some of the foundations were crumbling and the wood had certainly seen better days. I am sure termites had themselves many a fine meal.
We had been given permission to get out and look around. The obligatory caution about snakes in the area had also been given.
Talk about a step back in time. The walls left standing had so many stories to tell.
The natural stone cave that had been made in the side of the hill spoke of storms and a cool place to retreat to.
The old stone barn still had the musty, earthy scent of horses and cattle from long ago.
I am not sure what Susan will eventually do with the property. Knowing her, she will keep it as close to the original purpose as is possible. A place back in time. When life seemed a little more simple.
I hope we can go back. Not to that time, but to that place.
Just to be still and watch.
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