Nov 30, 2009  •  In Christianity, Relationships

Would You Choose Your Spouse or Child?

A New Zealand man was forced to make a terrible choice when his wife and son were trapped in a sinking car. He chose to save his wife, and their 13 year old son drowned.
Man had to choose: save wife or son
In the months prior to our wedding, J and I attended weekly pre-marital counseling sessions with our pastor. We actually covered this topic one week, and I was surprised to see that there is a Christian answer to this question.
Who would you choose if you were in this situation? What would you say the Christian answer…

Nov 28, 2009  •  In Art/Design, Geek, Home, Wishlist

Photoshop Magnet Kit

The handmade version may have more clout, but here’s one for the rest of us:

The only thing I can suggest is that they add a cursor (and perhaps a spinning Mac ball to make it super-realistic).
Get your own at ThinkGeek.…

Nov 28, 2009  •  In Personal

Shiny Happy People Piss Me Off

Sometimes I fear that there is something dreadfully wrong with me, because happy people piss me off.
Share a rant, and I’ll be there to defend you. Tell a sob story and I’ll run over with tissues. But gush on and on about how fantastic life is? Not only do I find you boring, I’ll eventually come to see you as an annoying scab whose very sight makes me want to vomit.
“Seeing you so happy makes me unhappy.”
I like to think that I’m a good person. I obey the law, practice good manners, and have high morals. So…

Nov 24, 2009  •  In Blogging, Facebook, Personal, Twitter, Web

On Oversharing, Part 2

As if the first time around wasn’t bad enough…
Lately I have been confronted by friends and family who asked me not to share so much online, FOR MY OWN GOOD.

The “inappropriateness” of my blog (and what I choose to share on Facebook and Twitter) was not only limited to the pregnancy and miscarriage, but extended to all aspects of my life. My relationship with J. My struggle with depression. So on and so forth.
I know that they are concerned on my behalf and only voicing their opinions because they care. But I could not help but be…