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Now a Turkish delight on a moonlit night
Sep. 17th, 2003 08:47 amFinally got to borrow Aelf's "Rock the Casbah" mix gifted unto her by ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cyranocyrano and it's delightful! Can't wait to get the entire set.
Only two more days in this office before we finally, finally move...I am counting the seconds.
And last night I dubbed myself "Accomplishment Girl" for managing to wash my car (inside and out), take out the trash, mow the front lawn, pick up mini-peaches, take care of the back lawn, sweep and vacuum, clean up after the cats, do laundry, and get my bedleh belt fixed up by adding some eye hooks to make it fit more snugly and securely. Go me! Tonight is shopping and trying to fix my bathroom door which hasn't closed properly in months, and hopefully some more crafting. The nicest part was getting the car taken care of, it's looked like utter hell for the last few weeks and I just haven't found the time to do something about it. The most frustrating part was having Pye decide to drag off my beaded bra or belt, or sometimes my pincushion, to play with. "That's not for the kitty, bad kitty!"
I also indulged in one of my dirty little secret pleasures last night: ( More behind the cut for those who do not wish to share what might be considered TMI. )
And now for something completely different. I know I promised not to get all political here in my LJ, but this story is of some interest to my pagan buddies out there, so I'm sharing:
Pagans, Christians collide at Poteet Park
Sylvan Hearth Pagan Temple High Priestess Lianna Costantino-Cardon, left, extended her hand to Dean Moore Sunday in Poteet Park. Moore, a member of the Street Preachers Fellowship and a leader of the N.C. Bible Believers, refused her offer to shake, keeping his hand inside the sign he wore. For an hour, during which time Costantino-Cardon had planned a meeting of her group, Moore paced the park and shouted passages from the Bible.
Read the story, but I've gotta' say the picture above it really says it all.
It got me to thinking, though, that we pagans should start a campaign, we'll call it "Teach a Fundie a Hobby". See I figure that a lot of these folks show up to protest pagan gatherings, concerts, and occasionally sporting events to howl about their savior and how everyone attending said event is going to burn in the fires of Hell for all eternity, really just have way too much time on their hands. If only they had something more positive to do to while away the hours, you know? So if we all just make an effort to reach out to them, maybe buy them some yarn and some knitting needles, or teach them how to scrapbook, or garden, they'll be much too busy creating pretty things to get their undies in such knots. I think our slogan should be, "Put down the megaphone, pick up the knitting needles."
All we need are a few good folks with lots of patience, and a sincere desire to show fundamentalist Christians that there are better things to do with their time than to pester, bully, and attempt to proselytize to those who are quite happy with their own beliefs, thanks. Oh and for those who might be wondering, allow me to assure you that we pagans have no desire to recruit youngsters into our fold. That's really not how our religion works. Just thought I'd clear that up.
cyranocyrano and it's delightful! Can't wait to get the entire set.Only two more days in this office before we finally, finally move...I am counting the seconds.
And last night I dubbed myself "Accomplishment Girl" for managing to wash my car (inside and out), take out the trash, mow the front lawn, pick up mini-peaches, take care of the back lawn, sweep and vacuum, clean up after the cats, do laundry, and get my bedleh belt fixed up by adding some eye hooks to make it fit more snugly and securely. Go me! Tonight is shopping and trying to fix my bathroom door which hasn't closed properly in months, and hopefully some more crafting. The nicest part was getting the car taken care of, it's looked like utter hell for the last few weeks and I just haven't found the time to do something about it. The most frustrating part was having Pye decide to drag off my beaded bra or belt, or sometimes my pincushion, to play with. "That's not for the kitty, bad kitty!"
I also indulged in one of my dirty little secret pleasures last night: ( More behind the cut for those who do not wish to share what might be considered TMI. )
And now for something completely different. I know I promised not to get all political here in my LJ, but this story is of some interest to my pagan buddies out there, so I'm sharing:
Pagans, Christians collide at Poteet Park
Sylvan Hearth Pagan Temple High Priestess Lianna Costantino-Cardon, left, extended her hand to Dean Moore Sunday in Poteet Park. Moore, a member of the Street Preachers Fellowship and a leader of the N.C. Bible Believers, refused her offer to shake, keeping his hand inside the sign he wore. For an hour, during which time Costantino-Cardon had planned a meeting of her group, Moore paced the park and shouted passages from the Bible.
Read the story, but I've gotta' say the picture above it really says it all.
It got me to thinking, though, that we pagans should start a campaign, we'll call it "Teach a Fundie a Hobby". See I figure that a lot of these folks show up to protest pagan gatherings, concerts, and occasionally sporting events to howl about their savior and how everyone attending said event is going to burn in the fires of Hell for all eternity, really just have way too much time on their hands. If only they had something more positive to do to while away the hours, you know? So if we all just make an effort to reach out to them, maybe buy them some yarn and some knitting needles, or teach them how to scrapbook, or garden, they'll be much too busy creating pretty things to get their undies in such knots. I think our slogan should be, "Put down the megaphone, pick up the knitting needles."
All we need are a few good folks with lots of patience, and a sincere desire to show fundamentalist Christians that there are better things to do with their time than to pester, bully, and attempt to proselytize to those who are quite happy with their own beliefs, thanks. Oh and for those who might be wondering, allow me to assure you that we pagans have no desire to recruit youngsters into our fold. That's really not how our religion works. Just thought I'd clear that up.
