Oh the joys of a REAL computer and not the horrid lil iPhone screen that was tiding me over! 🙂 That is the reason for the silence and the lack of ramblings!
But in my absence I’ve found that the fun of trolling for pictures on the internet to use to illustrate my musings has been stifled by Chrome saying “no way babe, make your own illustrations” Boo. Hiss. If I knew how to do that I wouldn’t have been trolling to borrow (WITHOUT ANY FINANCIAL GAIN TO MYSELF MIND YOU) the genius work of others.
What am I to do?
Right now I think I’ll go and continue to work on my jankity blankey and forget the icy snow threat which is having over the heads of us Midwesterners.
It’s been a tough life recently…conflicts with my beloved Spawn in which they really, REALLY want me to voice approval of choices which I ADAMENTLY DO NOT APPROVE OF and which have made me the “bad mama” as other parental figures in their lives think their choices are just peachy.
It’s a lonely time to be a conservative Roman Catholic, or really a person who upholds traditional values and faith in God. It’s a lonely time to proclaim as truth what the Church and bible teaches and which I believe to the very core of my being. For brief moments at Church, in my small groups, and with carefully selected Twitter and Instagram followers I can be recharged with affirmation and see others with the same struggles. But, in my professional world and in the general mass of people I see each day, well there I am bombarded with crude, ugly “jokes” about my faith, how I live my life, and my core values. I have gone from trying to talk with them to now tuning them out as I realized that dialogue only fueled their contempt for Jesus, Mary, God, the Pope, the Church and in all truth – contempt for ME. We can have short, pleasant chats about their incredibly dreary lives and which new worldly and shiny objects are their new false idols, but sooner or later they too want me to say that I agree with their empty value systems and voice admiration. When they do not hear my affirmations, sneaky and sly looks are exchanged, and vulgar comments slip past their tongues. Which is then my cue to smile sweetly, wish them a great day, and to start my daily journey be-bopping across the state.
When is the craziness that is gripping America going to end?