Why are these one of the "must have" gifts this Christmas season? Maybe because we've taken Christ out of Christmas? Can you think of anything more un-Christmassy than an occult tool that supposedly contacts the dearly departed? I don't know what your feelings are on ghosts, demons, spirits and the great beyond, but here are mine.
I believe in God, heaven and hell, the devil, demons, an "afterlife", and that the presence of evil is growing in the world today. Giving kids something that could possibly open them up to something evil wrapped in cheerful paper with a big bow on it is the height of stupidity. My personal experiences with ouija boards ended in junior high at a friend's birthday slumber party. We had it out playing until the others got bored and went on to something else, leaving it out on the table. I lingered, silently asking the question I was too embarrassed to ask, touching the little spindle thing. Laura yelled at me to get over there for the next embarrassing teenage girl game, so I reluctantly left the board. Later that night, I woke up hearing scratching noises and went to let their dog in. I had to pass by the table, and looked over to see the spindle moving across the board. I stopped. I closed my eyes and being the good Catholic girl I was, started praying Hail Mary. Opened my eyes to see it stop on the word "yes" in the corner. I let the dog in and we spent the rest of the night locked in the bathroom. I was the nerd, the weird kid who didn't really fit in with the rest of the group and my question for the board that I never asked out loud was "Can you help me be more popular?" "Yes". I will NEVER purchase or play or be in the same building with another ouija board if I can help it.
Anyone else have ouija board experiences? Or is it just me????
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2855439/Sales-Ouija-boards-300-threatening-Christmas-buy-despite-Church-England-warning.html?ito=social-facebook
Tuesday, December 2, 2014
Frozen: Adult version
"Hey Elsa, do you wanna blow a snowman?"
I'm sorry, this is what happens when I run
an elevated temp and don't eat for a couple of days.
On campuses across the country
Just picked up Teen Queen and noticed this phenomenon.
Like an unofficial uniform.
Monday, December 1, 2014
The Grinch
The Grinch
3 oz. peach schnapps
3 oz. Bacardi® 151 rum
12 oz. orange juice
4 oz. Sprite® soda
3 oz. Blue Curacao liqueur
Mix in a large pitcher and serve.
3 oz. peach schnapps
3 oz. Bacardi® 151 rum
12 oz. orange juice
4 oz. Sprite® soda
3 oz. Blue Curacao liqueur
Mix in a large pitcher and serve.
Smile
I have tintypes of my greats and great-greats.
The Baptists are all grim and the Catholics are all smiling.
Make of it what you will.
Sewing supplies. Every damn time.
Which is why I keep mine in a clear plastic bin clearly marked.
The childhood scars run deep.
It's the one that straightens
This reminds me so much of Poppy. When my grandma Evelyn died, my mom called him to pack up her black suit, black pumps and straight iron and bring them before the funeral. He called me in a cold panic, "I have the suit. Your mom has 24 pairs of black shoes and what in blue blazes is a straight iron?!" I adore Poppy.
Sticking to funny pics and recipes
This is the Baby Queen.
Anything edible must be sniffed before tasted.
That even looks like the "ice cream bliss".
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