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) today. I went home to hear; "You get first dibs" from my sister. 
I chose a wee black male with a small white spot on his chest. 
I don't know what I'm going to name him, though.
In January, he's buying me a tablet (HOORAY) that I picked out. February, he's buying me a year-long subscription to DeviantART (like a late Christmas gift). 
) in my favorite color: red. Haw haw. 
I love edible stuff, especially of chocolate nature. Mom made me a custom card (that she didn't get to print 
Yearning
Speechless
SentimentalAbout three-four years ago, when my sister was pregnant with my nephew (her first child) at the age of 15, she was still frequently attending the church that we both attended with my now-deceased Great Grandmother Robinson.
The pastor at the time, who was fairly new (but not "too new"), said something to the following effect to my sister: "God will not forgive you and you will never go to Heaven because you're pregnant out of wedlock."
I, personally, have always followed the mantra of: Put your faith, not in a man of God, but in God. I became even more thorough in my belief of that statement after that.
And, just last Sunday, my sister took her two children (3-year-old Christian and 2-year-old Ashelynn) and our two little brothers (12-year-old Marcus and 10-year-old Brandan) to that same church. She began to re-attend after Grandma Robinson's death this past year.
My sister had a brief errand to run. Hence, she left Marcus and Brandan in the church nursery with her two kids, allowing them all to play together. Nursery = Lots of colorful, noisy, fun toys! So, naturally, the younger kids made a mess.
Now enter a new woman -- Diana K. She began to bitch about the mess. My sister said she would have them clean it up (which is true). The woman that said that my grandmother and Grandmother Robinson, as well as my mother, had not taught myself, Ashley (my sister), or any of the kids at the church [in my family] any respect for the "House of God."
Later, when my sister and the boys (Marcus and Brandan, even Christian) were cleaning up, Diana sent a young girl into the woman's bathroom next door. The girl entered the room with air freshener, and sprayed it.
When my sister took the events to the pastor, Diana had even more audacity to approach, butt in, and call my sister a liar! She also butt in when my sister was apologizing for the mess to Lisa (the coordinator of the Youth programs at this church), insulting her there, as well.
The woman also insulted my mother when she, distraught, approached the situation. Diana made a comment about how she was bedside to my grandmother (mom's mom) when she died. She was in the kitchen using the phone! (FYI: on a personal call to boot!)
It's people like that which drive me away from churches. Biased, closed-minded people who think that their roses smell good all the time. That their "shit doesn't stink." In the Catlin church, it's all rumor and how much money you have. In Tilton, it's how much ass you kiss. And Danville? Well, I won't even bother with Danville.
So, I keep my "religious practices" at home. That's why.
(And now to consider the wording of other things on my mind.)
Not Impressed
