Another one of those things that I can't stand....

Today I got an e-mail and it went something like this:


Death is certain but the Bible speaks about untimely death!

Make a personal reflection about this....

Very interesting, read un til the end.....
It is written in the Bible (Galatians 6:7):



"Be not deceived; God is not mocked:
for whatsoever a man soweth,
that shall he also reap.



Here are some men and women
who mocked God :



John Lennon (Singer):

Some years before, during his interview with an American Magazine, he
said:

"Christianity will end, it will disappear.
I do not have to argue about
that. I am certain.

Jesus was ok, but his subjects were too simple, Today we are more famous
than Him" (1966).

Lennon, after saying that the Beatles were more famous than Jesus
Christ,
was shot six times.



Tancredo Neves (President of Brazil ):
During the Presidential campaign, he said if he got 500,000 votes from
his
party, not even God would remove him from Presidency.

Sure he got the votes, but he got sick a day before being made
President,
then he died.




Cazuza (Bi-sexual Brazilian composer, singer and poet):



During A show in Canecio (Rio de Janeiro ),

while smoking his cigarette, he puffed out some smoke into the air and
said:
"God, that's for you."

He died at the age of 32 of AIDS in a horrible manner.



The man who built the Titanic

After the construction of Titanic, a reporter asked him how safe the
Titanic
would be.

With an ironic tone he said:
"Not even God can sink it"

The result: I think you all know what happened to the Titanic .



Marilyn Monroe (Actress)

She was visited by Billy Graham during a presentation of a show.
He said the Spirit of God had sent him to preach to her.
After hearing what the Preacher had to say, she said:
"I don't need your Jesus"

A week later, she was found dead in her apartment .

Bon Scott (Singer)
The ex-vocalist of the AC/DC. On one of his 1979 songs he sang:
"Don't stop me, I'm going down all the way, down the highway to hell".

On the 19th of February 1980, Bon Scott was found dead, he had been
choked
by his own vomit.

Campinas (IN 2005)
In Campinas, Brazil a group of friends, drunk, went to pick up a
friend.....

The mother accompanied her to the car and was so worried about the
drunkenness of her friends and she said to the daughter holding her
hand,
who was already seated in the car:

"My Daughter, Go With God And May He Protect You.."
She responded: "Only If He (God) Travels In The Trunk, Cause Inside
Here.....It's Already Full "

Hours later, news came by that they had been involved in a fatal
accident,
everyone had died,
the car could not be recognized what type of car it had been, but
surprisingly, the trunk was intact.

The police said there was no way the trunk could have remained intact.
To
their surprise, inside the trunk was a crate of eggs, none was broken .

Christine Hewitt (Jamaican Journalist and entertainer) said the Bible
(Word
of God) was the worst book ever written.

In June 2006 she was found burnt beyond recognition in her motor vehicle
.

Many more important people have forgotten that there is no other name
that
was given so much authority as the name of Jesus.

Many have died, but only Jesus died and rose again, and he is still
alive .

"Jesus"

It makes me so mad when I get stuff like this. Personally it makes me think that the whole Christian religion is one giant contradiction. They preach that God is loving and forgiving... and then send shit like this making God look like a vengeful tyrant asshole. I don't think that God would sink the Titanic and kill all of the innocent people on board because of what one douche said. Not to mention people like Frederick Nietzche (sp?) said things like "Christianity is an immortal blemish on all of mankind" and he lived a long life... even if he did have a mental breakdown. People just pick and choose who they want to exploit for their beliefs (and I love that all of these people were ,of course, bi-sexual, drug abusers, or dirty politicians) and don't look at the whole picture... You know Hitler was a christian, Mel Gibson is a "christian", and all of those conquistadors and knights on crusades killed thousands of innocent people in the name of God, but you don't see me sending a freakin' e-mail saying that God kills. It makes me mad, I don't judge you for loving God, don't judge me if I think "God is Dead."

Myself... I am not ruling out the possibility of a God, but I think that today's religion is just a form of control. I think that is there was a God and he loved his children as much as everyone said that he did, he wouldn't make a place like Hell, people in power make places like Hell as a way to keep everyone living in fear. I don't think that it is right to believe in something only because you are afraid of the consequences for not believing, I have a feeling that that is what most Christians are... Only say a prayer when they want something, and only go to church so that they can look good and be socially acceptable, but they are falling asleep in the pew, dreaming about which IHOP they are going to go to after the preacher stops blabbing about loving your neighbor and all that crap (their thoughts not mine... I don't thinking loving your neighbor is crap). I am not saying that all christain people are like this. I know many honest to goodness christians who practice what they preach and really do love God... I just know more of the other kind. I think that unfortunately we all do!

My Poor, sore belly

At work again, and feeling mighty crappy at that. The baby has been kicking sooo much that now it actually hurts. I can't complain though, I want him to kick that way I know everything is ok. I am already figuring out his sleep patterns... Sleep early in the morning, kick on and off all night, awake at around 9-10 am, sleeps all during lunch, wakes up in the late afternoon (but sleeps in car)... sleeps through dinner... wakes up during 8-9 p.m. sleeps a little, and then wakes up again on and off all night. I know that will not be his exact pattern when he gets here, but I am mighty proud that my little man already organizes his sleepy times IN THE WOMB (and he really does... I am not making it up...). He is also a fabulous dancer. I saw it in the ultrasound from 8 weeks.. to 16 weeks... to 23 weeks... He loves to jump around, he likes the more Coldplay, Keane sounding music. He is also a fan of Augustana. I think he just likes whatever sounds nice. He would probably start kicking if I put on the Wiggles or Barney too. I am going to get into letting him listen to Classical Music. I am hoping that he will be artistic, whereas I think that James is hoping for the next Tom Brady (what Dad doesn't hope for the next Tom Brady). If he is like most of the boys in my family, he will have that creative gene. Uncle Matthew plays piano, Grandaddy writes poetry, Papa John plays the guitar and sings. If he gets the Howard genes, he will be that little All Star.. James' side is all about football, soccer, little league, and boyscouts. I think that if he has a nice mix of both that would be perfect. NO FOOTBALL, however... it is too dangerous. Like I said though, whatever he chooses to do, I can't wait to be front and center watching. Ok, enough of my mommy babble which no one really wants to read or hear anyways.

HE PASSED!

Yay, yay, yay, James passed his Tabe Test and the Mechanical Test. All that is left is the physical agility test! I can't believe this is actually happening for him, I mean I have all the faith in the world in him, but he's just had everything so hard that it is so amazing to have something go right for once. I think that he is going to get hired at this better Job! He will have more vacation time, more benefits, a little more money to start, and so much room to move up. That means that in a year or so we should be able to move out of my mom's and find an apartment (hopefully a house) of our own.

Late Night Thoughts

I was helping James study for his test tommorow, I am really excited about it. He says that he is confident and that makes me confident! It is one step closer to a better job and a better life for our family. When I say "our family" I really get taken aback. It is so weird how much someone's life can change in an instant. Last year this time James was asking me for my number at the movie theater, today I am not working three part-time jobs, I have a benefits and vacation time, I have moved out and moved back in with my mom and brought my boyfriend back for the ride this time, oh yah and there is that whole thing with me being knocked up and all ; ) !

We just celebrated my Grandpa's birthday this past Sunday, my Aunt Shirley and Uncle Burt were in town. It always makes me a little sad when they come. Just because everytime they are here I feel like the girl who went wrong. My Aunt Shirley just loves my cousin Celia. I can't blame her, I mean who could resist falling in love with her. She is the sweetest, smartest, and the most beautiful person I know inside and out (well I know a few other girls too Kari, Melinda, but this is an anecdote and you all weren't here)... I just get jealous that's all. I mean the last time that Aunt Shirley came she raved over all the grandchildren... but me. She was all about how talented they were, how much they had accomplished, and how they all had such great futures ahead of them... they do, it's true. I am just tired of being the one who you don't want to end up like. The one who took the year off of school and now her life is over. No one thinks that I am a loser by any means, but I don't feel like a lot of the older people in my family (grandma age and such) have a whole lot of faith in me anymore. It is not like I am not going to do anything with my life after the baby is born,I am taking on the hardest job of them all... motherhood. Just because you don't make six figures and have a college degree doesn't make you any less of a person than someone who does. I just wish people would see a little more potential in me too, even if it is just being a great mommy. I have gotten over the looks that I get from people who see that I am huge with the pregnant belly, but I don't have a ring on my finger, I have also decided to let go of the people at work who don't want to talk to me anymore because they are so "Holy" that just saying hi or smiling at me might mean that they are starting a relationship with the devil. I know this is just my pregger bitching but I think that it feels good to put yourself out there and not hold any of your feelings back. I don't have any regrets about the choices that I made. They are not what I planned, but things happen and I couldn't be happier with where I am in my life. They are worse things than being pregnant (as a matter of fact I think there is nothing more beautiful or difficult... not even med school). I could be a crack-head... there is nothing good about that. I think as long as I am doing the right thing for me , my baby, my boyfriend, our family, our families (you know who you are) what could be better?

Agh, I hope that I don't make anyone mad by writing this. Sorry if I am being a drama queen. I can't help but to say how I feel. Now, I want chocolate, I am thinking about not posting this... but I changed me mind well here goes

Now, I can't stop crying

It is way past my bedtime! I am exhausted. I can't sleep due to stress though. I am am just so tired after Wednesday's eventful day at work. I had to talk to an endless amount of parents and I am just so worried about everything. I have this ENORMOUS (ap?) list of kids that I have to talk to Dr. Archer about and then call them tommorow, or Friday. I know that she is going to be mad at me for not just having them write it down, but I can't help it. I want to do everything that I can to make sure that they are happy and I just feel like a total loser because I don't have all the answers. I wish that I had formal training so that I could really help all of these babies. I just want to do well so badly that it is killing me, and I am trying really hard to stop crying as I type this. I need to go to college and get my degree in something that could really do some good in the world. I have wanted to be a teacher for some time now, and I think that that is really where my heart is. It is a hard job, but I think that I would fair better in a job where I didn't piss people off so much. I am also tired of the extra work load that I am getting because the new girl doesn't know how to do anything. She is giving me all the work that guidance is supposed to be getting and telling me that it is MY job to do this and that... I don't know where she is getting that from, but if I am doing everything that is supposed to be going on over there, then what is she doing all day? Anyways, this is a really boring blog and I don't want to talk anymore, I am just going to go cry on my pillow

I can't stop eating chocolate!

I am at work and I am sitting at my desk... I have only been here for like 30 minutes and already I am into the bag to mini-milky ways, snickers, and twix bars. Mrs. Wagoner gave me the bag to put into the candy dish for everyone, but I have already filled the candy jar... so it is just sitting in my desk. There is no reason to waste the candy... It is sooooooo good! Right now I am in crazy pregger mode. I am tired and hungry all the time. I am also an emotional wreck, yesterday when James and I went to WalMart the checkout lady was taking so long that I actually had fantasies about bashing her head in with her price checker. I also wanted to throw my ONE item at the lady who was buying everything in the grocery section of the store, and I am not kidding. When I picked my line (they were all too long) I only saw a few groceries in the basket in front of us, and then the person in front of her had quite a few things but still not a huge deal. I was so wrong! What I didn't see was the other two baskets the woman in front had next to her. Red Skirt woman in front had 3 baskets FULL of food. What the hell does she need that much food for? Is she expecting a bomb to go off, is she stocking up the shelter. What the hell is wrong with people. You know she will never eat all of that, or the people that I am hoping she was buying it for. I understand one cart full of crap but THREE! and I mean she couldn't even fit everything into 3 really well, she should have gotten 4 carts. What I am really wanting to know is how the hell she pushed 3 carts of food around the store? I guess she filled up and then dropped them off at the register... I hate WalMart. It is the most evil place on Earth. I hate that their prices are so low that you go in just to buy some batteries and you end up leaving with a new bedspread, candles, some groceries you don't need, a new camera, and that cd you have been wanting. What is wrong with me, it is like that place sucks me in and I can't stop buying. Oh, I have been wanting a new exercise mat (which I have never owned) and it is only $19.99! And it comes with an instructional video. Towels are on sale too! Better stock up on the toilet paper, you never know when it will be on sale again! I get home and wonder how I went in to spend maybe $10 and I spent $150. Then a couple of months later I wonder where all this crap came from, and why I wasted my money on it. Unfortunately I am one of those people who likes to spend money (don't we all). It simply falls through my hands like sand. But I am getting better. I really want a house that James and I can call our own and raise our children in. I have been depositing money into my savings account every paycheck (a good amount) and I just forget that I am doing it. I am not going to touch that money... it is like it doesn't even exsist (unless there is a REAL emergency that I need it for). Well that is all for now, I have wasted a good 45 minutes of time! Only 71/2 more hours!

Ok, now I am actually going to write about something...

Sorry, that I have 3 posts today! I am just figuring out how to add stuff to my blog, the cheater way... Anyways, today at work my boss was not there and so I got to goof off for the most part! WOO-HOO, can't ask for a less stressful day at work... or so I thought. I have had so many parent phone calls and they are all mad at me because my boss isn't returning their calls. One parent actually had the balls to say that I needed to return the calls if she didn't have time to. I wanted to say, and who do I work for?? .... bitch.... Anyways, So I have been listening to my ipod (courtesy of Uncle David) and dozing off, then I decided that I would play with my blog. Next I plan on putting in a poll to find out which name my family likes most for the baby. I am thinking Noah, Liam, or Elijah. I think that the guys are leaning more toward Noah and all the girls are leaning toward Liam. I like them both. I know that the middle name is going to be John, but that is all that I have so far.

Yesterday, James and I went to Babies R Us and after looking at their very poor selection of baby carriers James actually wanted to go look at the baby clothes (GASP!) I almost wet my pants, considering it is usually like pulling teeth to just get him to look at what I bought the baby. My excitement diminished as soon as it came because what did he go look at... Jersies (sp?), sports outfits, camoflauge, and screen tees that said stuff like, "Little Man" and "Tough Guy." I was mortified. If you know me, you would know that I despise all screen tees (cutie pie, i love mommy, etc), I also hate all things that just scream boy, and what I mean by that is all things that like try to hard to be masculine that they turn out to be tacky and cheap looking. I love things that are cute, classic, but still boyish. James disagrees with that.. he says that his "little man" needs "man" clothes for when he takes him out when he goes to see his friends, or take him to the store... whatever, James already knows that he is not allowed to take the baby around his friends (who are all still in frat boy mode) and he never goes shopping, ever. I am kidding of course (sorta :) ) But still, I told him that he could shop for the baby and get him whatever he wanted, but he couldn't do it while I was around... it makes for less conflict! He thinks that everything I buy the baby is gay, and I think all the things that he likes are tacky! Welcome to the battle of the sexes ladies and gentlemen!

Music for my blog

Boston Video

Boston lyrics - Augustana lyrics

Augustana Music Videos

Music Video Codes by VideoCure.com

The Baby Countdown

Let's hope that this works...

The night of the blondes!

Ok, so last night I once again needed someone to go shopping with me so I called Jessica. I needed to collect bags for orientation for the school and I also needed some new maternity clothes that would be appropriate for work. Jess said that she would go but wanted to know if her friend Kelly could come too. "O yah that's fine"... and those were the last words Rachel Roberson ever said....

Ok maybe they aren't my last but I do feel like I died a little inside after hanging out with them. We went to the mall and of course hit all the stores like Hollister, Abercrombie and Fitch, Claires, Buckle, and then I made a stop at the Baby Gap... Just try to imagine what going out with two beach blondes names Jessica and Kelly would be like if you were a brunette with a brain in your head. Not fun I know. I swear I would try to talk about something that everyone could relate to like work or college or maybe even what movies were out... Kelly wanted to talk about the time that she played strip quarters at that party, or how cute that guy was, or the time she got high at that party, or the time she sat on a cigarette at Jess' party and burned a hole in her skirt, and no lie those are all really things that she talked about (like that's so hard to believe)and Jess, who is smarter than that I know, joined right in with her. I think, wait I know, that my fifteen year old cousins (all three of them going to be sophomores in High School and girls) have more maturity in their pinkie fingers than they do in their entire beings put together. When we were at dinner we were talking about music and she would say that she hated this song or that song and I would say why I might like one of those songs, and follow up with how it is so dramatic... dark.. or the album wouldn't be the same without it, or how unique it was, and she followed up with a statement that went something like, "You know who I hate, I hate artsy people... who like think pictures of a naked woman are beautiful... it's just a naked woman like oh my god like who wants to look at that, unless you're a guy" and Jess said "Yah, standing next to a picture or sculpture of a naked person makes me uncomfortable." Two girls who are both very experienced (that is my nice way of not calling them sluts) feel uncomfortable looking at a drawing of someone who is naked.... mind-boggling!

But, you see what I mean now... one dimensional. I said that in my opinion maybe people see beauty in a woman being free, natural, and completely in her element, and I said that we as woman are beautiful creatures and what is more wonderful than an artist expressing that love for a woman's body. Kelly followed with ,"huh" I am not claiming to be an art critic by any means, I do think however that in order to enjoy something you have to look beyond what's on the surface and make a connection with your world or else you are blind. And who wants to live life in the matrix? Seriously, I wanted to say, open your eyes and use your brain!

In the end, I think this will be the last time that I go out with Kelly and Jessica... unless I get desperate again.