Posted in Everyday Life, Rambling

Merry X-mas!

Christmas or X-mas? I’ve heard complaint that the “X” takes Christ out of ‘Christmas’ a lot over the years. I would like to state: I don’t see anything wrong with the abbreviation so long as folks actually know why the abbreviation is somewhat appropriate and closer to the original Greek than our befuddling English. I say “somewhat” because, this whole thing is somewhat subjective, but dictionarily and biblically okie dokie.

XA – Chi Alpha

A li’l bit of an aside: I was in a bible study group called Presbyterian Student Fellowship, sponsored by a local Presbyterian church when I first moved out on my own. The group eventually decided on a name for advertisement on campus: XA or Chi Alpha. Heh, truly, I say unto you, I just found out that it’s a huuuuuge thing all across campuses in the USA.

Wikipedia, despite being labeled a disreputable source by colleges all over the world, states that:

The “-mas” part is from the Latin-derived Old English word for “mass“,[1] while the “X” comes from the Greek letter Chi, which is the first letter of the Greek word Χριστός, translated as “Christ”. –

Ta-da! Problem solved!

Another thing that I found out which makes me chuckle is the whole controversy over upside-down crosses. On one hand, the deliberate representation of an inverted cross to flaunt anti-religion or favoring Satanism is contrary to Christian representation. However, according to various sources that are easy to find by googling, state that Peter requested to be crucified upside-down. He believed he was not worthy of being crucified the same way that Christ had been. In a sense, ‘St. Peter’s Cross’ is more respectful, I suppose.

So…… ready for it?…….


Posted in Family, Inspiration

10 Things I’m Thankful For

My brothers, my dad, and me

There’s a lot of things I’m thankful for and I don’t express those things often enough. Here’s a little list for this Thanksgiving. Hopefully, it’ll inspire your own list.

1. God… (Sunday School answer) for putting up with my lame *** (public school ending – I crack myself up :-D). I can’t tell you how many times I’ve come back to the realization that I can always count on God. My uncle, David, had once said (something like), if you don’t hold expectations for folks, when they come through, it’s a pleasant surprise. If they don’t, you’re not disappointed. I don’t have expectations regarding God but that’s

Grandma and me

because I know that God is consistent and reliable. Oh, speaking of God, I’m thankful for my HOMEGROUP!

2. Family… despite ups and frequent downs, I love every one of ’em. Since graduating high school, getting out on my own, and earning my degree, I’ve learned a lot about my family’s dynamics. But really, I know my family has my back and I hope they know I have theirs. My wallet may have moths, but my heart is fresh as a daisy and full of love!

Mimi and me

3. Grandmothers … I’m thankful for my grandmothers because I definitely inherited their genes. I look more like my grandmothers than anyone else in my family. My paternal grandfather passed in 1986 before I got to know him. I hear fantastic stories from my grandmother often. My maternal grandfather passed on November 28th, 2001. I knew him well and learned so much about him. I eventually realized that he was my biggest cheerleader – well, most slender and tallest! Dude was a string bean!

4. Hojo … The past (almost) 3 years have been wonderful. I’ve never been more comfortable with another person and frequently pleasantly surprised. Our anniversary is coming soon! It’s the day after Christmas. 🙂

Honey, Shadow & Bit

4. PUPPIES! … I couldn’t ask for better fuzzy friends! My aunt Shoo has personality-packed Oliver. My mom has protective and hilarious Mattie Jean Bean Sassy Sunshine (her full name). Mimi has the loveable and curious Honey and Shadow. Hojo has the sweet and not so mean-looking Churchill. And of


course, I have the infamous and comical Bit. We love our pups like they were children that will never get any bigger!

5. My J-O-B … Oooo, a year and a half of searching and then WHAM-o! I gotta tell you, I was relieved! I’ve been there for nearly 9 months and I’ve learned a lot about my own spinal and nutritional health. (

6. Crochet hooks … Sure, there’s yarn, but without those peculiar hooks, ya couldn’t make wristers. I just started the other one.

7. OSU Newark … I graduated from OSU. I spent majority of my time at the Newark Campus. I had wonderful professors, both in my major and my other classes that had nothing to do with it. I’ve always felt like it was home there. I miss it when I’m not tutoring.

Crack is bad, mmmk...

8. Belts … I’m thankful for them, but obviously, many boys who buy jeans that are a few sizes too big do not appreciate them. They need to wise up. Oh, and mamas with obvious thong-age and daughters that are dressed quite nicely need to learn a li’l somethin’ about belts too.

9. My Car, Ol’ Reliable … I’ve had my car since 2002. It’s had its issues, but it has held up against the odds. Right now, it could use a few replacements/repairs, but I would hate to ever have to give that thing up. I find that I am much more thankful for my car when I get stuck with a borrowed vehicle. The shop I’ve taken it to lately has allowed me to use one of their loaners – a minivan, a.k.a. The Party Wagon. Thanksk Hojo for that one.

10. Technology … I know. It’s horrible that I had to mention that. I am a geek though. It runs on my dad’s side of the family. I am thankful for my Blackberry, my laptop, and my iPod. Without my Blackberry, I would go crazy when stuff goes wrong with my laptop. When my laptop is funky, I can notify people via my Blackberry. When all else fails, I can turn to my iPod and air-jam my blues away!

So what are you thankful for? Tell everyone at the table why you’re thankful for them. I just might take my own suggestion….. 🙂

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Posted in Everyday Life, Rambling

I Hate Shopping

Hate is a strong word, but it’s definitely fitting. Last night, I experienced yet another frustrating visit to the grocery store. Granted, I wasn’t there to purchase anything but a few things for Hojo’s and my computer situation (busticated wireless router… lights were on, nobody was home).

I went to RadioShack first to see if there might be something worthwhile there. The boy that helped me when I first walked into the store was very nice and I was tempted to go back there after going to the other two. I wanted to do some price checking first.

I went to Staples next where I noticed that the parking lot lights were not lit yet. It had already been fairly dark for about a half hour when I walked in. I walked out about 15 minutes later, and then they were on. That’s approximately 45 minutes of darkness. We’d had a terrible scare and tragedy up here in Mount Vernon. Matthew Hoffman – *shudder* – kidnapped a 13 year old girl and murdered that girl’s mother, little brother (11), and family friend. To top it off, the family dog was killed too. You tell me how it is possibly permissible for a corporate company to ignore a public feature that is meant to help people in their parking lots. They need to get it right!

Anywho, I purchased some ink for the printer – we were completely *dry heave* out. I was wandering the isles looking for wireless routers there, but much to my dismay, no one bothered to swing by and ask if I needed any assistance. There had to have been only 4 employees working.

I left Staples and went to the last place I could imagine would have routers in my podunk town, Walmart. Ick. I was already feeling pretty haggard as I had just gotten off work. I grabbed something quick to eat and changed into jeans before I left – the snack could only sustain me for so long. The store lights seemed to have cast a spell on me. The whole visit was a blur.

In Walmart, I wandered the electronics aisles and finally found what I was looking for. They had Netgear (bad luck in the past with those), Cisco Linksys (good recommendations), and Belkin (neutral ground with Facebook reviews). I hemmed and hawed over the details and prices. I figured out that N is better than G, and the higher the number (150, 300, 600) the better. I found myself wishing I had a bluetooth/wireless printer.

I grabbed a Cisco Valet (good price – or so I thought) and a few other things (computer screen wipes, hair conditioner – oops, I mean shampoo *face palm*) and went to the checkout counters. I only had cash but I attempted self-checkout. I scanned the router and $89.99 (‘;’)! Whaaaa? I had thought it would be a little more than half that price according to the price tag it was in front of! *sigh* The attendant took the router and I trudged back to the electronics department. I opted for a Belkin without wireless bells and whistles.

Somehow… this seems to have left me restless – should I have gone to Best Buy? Waited for the insane stampede of people who patiently/impatiently sit out for hours to save their spot?

Neh. I’z wireless timez 2!

Posted in Everyday Life

Say One For The Locals

WEAR PURPLE tomorrow in support of the search for Stephanie, Kody and Tina and in support of Sarah!

Recently, a 30-year-old punk (I can’t call him a man) kidnapped 4 people. More like abducted. One of those people was found 3 days ago at 8am at the punk’s house in the basement, bound and gagged. The person found was Sarah Maynard, 13 years old, injured, and scared. She’s at a hospital undergoing recovery – without her mother, brother, and family friend who are still missing.

The punk was near the vehicle left at Kenyon College soon after the abduction, but police had no reason to detain him at the time. They weren’t aware of his immediate connection to the missing people.

All this is happening in Apple Valley, Gambier, and Mt. Vernon, Ohio. Much too close for comfort. Civilians have been out searching for the other three that are still missing. I’m sure the detectives in the area may be able to tell those who wish to inquire how to organize a search party or join one with others who are already out there. (740)393-6800.

If you have any tips, please call that number and let them know as soon as possible. If you happen to run across evidence, or, as the article said, “God forbid”, a body, don’t touch it, step away, and call the aforementioned number or 911. Keep note of where you are, make a mark or something. Just don’t touch or move anything. The suspect/guilty party is in jail now, we don’t need any accidental fingerprints on something that could be hard evidence.

For photos of the missing persons:

Posted in Everyday Life, Rambling

Foot In My Mouth

Okay, time for a confession:

I’ve said or written stuff that isn’t necessarily offensive in any light, but may accidentally out various people in ways that they didn’t think they would be or didn’t want to be.


I noted in an email to a group that a passcode for something had been previously incorrect, so please make sure to not leave out a number when trying to gain access. I got an email back from the person who had originally had sent around the incorrect passcode that basically said, “thanks for outing me”.

I worked with some people on something in a past life that was great, but ended an era (vague enough for you?). At a gathering, I tried to make known that some people involved felt railroaded, just as vaguely. The people at the gathering erupted in praises of “oh, but we love you!” I didn’t get to get back on track with that and the gathering continued. That backfired because someone at the gathering reported back to someone else involved who wasn’t there. The road to hell is paved with good intentions.

Some folks I know are striving for something pretty big. I emailed some of those involved with some details about what they/we would need to get that something pretty big. There were a few ways to utilize the something big and I mentioned that someone involved had mentioned a method that according to the guidelines, wouldn’t directly be possible. I had thought of it too, and I didn’t think it wasn’t a possibility yet so that’s why I mentioned it, but KABOOM! Another one.

Posted in Everyday Life, Rambling

Dinner v. Supper

Supper always has sounded like such a weird word to me. I suppose dinner is too, but I really never have welcomed “supper”, although I ‘sup’ often enough.

Food Coma.... goooooood

Supper (according to
1. the evening meal especially when dinner is taken at midday
2. a light meal served late in the evening

Dinner (according to the same site):
1. the principal meal of the day
2. formal feast or banquet

So really, looking at those two, what we had tonight was dinner, not supper.

Hojo cooked catfish, suckatash, and baked potatoes for dinner. We ate at about 7:45, give or take. That’s pretty a substantial feast compared to a “light meal”.

So next time you’re going to call it dinner instead of supper, or vice versa, think about me and my quirky mind.

Or not.

Posted in Everyday Life, Rambling


I’ve been watching Dancing With the Stars for a while now, especially the season with daughter of Sarah Palin, Bristol (@Tripssma).

I have to say, she has been doing much better. She loses her “expression,” as Bruno said, while she’s in the middle of a sequence of fairly complicated steps. But meh, that’s not what I’m rambling about primarily.

What I’m floored about is the fact that DWTS has been having Mark and Bristol dance to rather scandalous songs (Buttons by PCDs), especially given her role in activism for abstinence. Granted, many of the songs are those that I greatly enjoy in the clubs, in the car, by myself, etc. A couple weeks ago, Bristol said she was uncomfortable dancing to Rihanna’s “Umbrella” because it has ‘racy’ lyrics. She was, however, dancin’ in spanks, but spanks aren’t underwear. LOL. Truly, that song does not have racy lyrics: Sorry, can’t avoid the pop-ups on those darn sites. In comparison, “Buttons” makes “Umbrella” sound like a Shirley Temple theme song.

There’s a difference between being a prude and stiflingly cautious and knowing your sexuality (awareness of your body and the power it holds) and possessing control of it. I respect women who have full confidence in their body, mind, spirit and aren’t afraid to wear what is flattering (meaning coverin’ up by wearing shapely, colorful, sensible attire), and has a sense of self respect despite the public and media influences.

Bristol seems so timid. It’s all over DWTS. She’s an activist for abstinence. However, it seems as though, because her mom is in the spotlight – and was in the limelight during the election season, she seemed to have been pushed into activism. Not that I’m pickin’ on the girl – her hand of cards are hers to play. I’m just commenting.

Sex Ed, Too Soon?