Stop looking at me.
So this morning I had a stare down with a squirrel.
Heidi's boyfriend, Evan, was telling a group of us (when we were not at all sober on Saturday night) about his squirrel attack. As I said, I wasn't sober, so I may not be telling an accurate tale, but apparently Evan was throwing some trash away when a dirty, greasy squirrel jumped out of the trash, on to his shoulder, and for a milli-second, they were eye to eye.
I had a rough night last night. For some reason I couldn't sleep, and finally somewhere between 2 and 3 a.m., I made myself throw up. I fell asleep sitting up shortly after that. But it's been a rough morning.
However, when I went to my back patio to enjoy my morning coffee, I was fascinated by this squirrel in my backyard. I decided to name the squirrel Oscar. Bella normally barks and chases all little creatures, but for some reason, she left this mystery squirrel alone. So I stared. And stared. And Oscar with its beady little squirrel eyes stared back. It was bizarre. I imagined the squirrel explaining all sorts of myths and phenomena to me. It spoke to me about maple syrup.
I may have to get up 30 minutes early from now in order to carry on daily conversations with Oscar.
I got to work and read this article:
Church Fires Teacher for Being Female
WATERTOWN, N.Y. (Aug. 21) - The minister of a church that dismissed a female Sunday School teacher after adopting what it called a literal interpretation of the Bible says a woman can perform any job - outside of the church.
The First Baptist Church dismissed Mary Lambert on Aug. 9 with a letter explaining that the church had adopted an interpretation that prohibits women from teaching men. She had taught there for 54 years.
The letter quoted the first epistle to Timothy: "I do not permit a woman to teach or to have authority over a man; she must be silent."
Read entire story:
http://articles.news.aol.com/news/_a/church-fires-teacher-for-being-female/20060821083709990008?ncid=NWS00010000000001
I'm not sure why this bothered me as much as it did.
Could it be that I spent 13 years of my life in a Lutheran school, and was taught by many, many wonderful women?
Could it be that I spent the last 7 years of my life teaching?
Could it be that I've been harboring years of guilt for my lack of faith in today's organized religions?
Could it be that I'm still pissed off that my youth pastor 10 years ago asked me to stop working with the youth group because I questioned things in the Bible?
Could it be that I'm still offended that the church I attended in California asked me NOT to be a Sunday school teacher?
Breathe.
On a lighter note:
I spent my lunch break in the GoodWill parking lot on University.
A large beetle got caught in my windshield wipers and started staring at me (similar to the squirrel, mind you). It told me to quit my job and move to Brazil.
Well maybe not, but doesn't that sound nice?
Heidi's boyfriend, Evan, was telling a group of us (when we were not at all sober on Saturday night) about his squirrel attack. As I said, I wasn't sober, so I may not be telling an accurate tale, but apparently Evan was throwing some trash away when a dirty, greasy squirrel jumped out of the trash, on to his shoulder, and for a milli-second, they were eye to eye.
I had a rough night last night. For some reason I couldn't sleep, and finally somewhere between 2 and 3 a.m., I made myself throw up. I fell asleep sitting up shortly after that. But it's been a rough morning.
However, when I went to my back patio to enjoy my morning coffee, I was fascinated by this squirrel in my backyard. I decided to name the squirrel Oscar. Bella normally barks and chases all little creatures, but for some reason, she left this mystery squirrel alone. So I stared. And stared. And Oscar with its beady little squirrel eyes stared back. It was bizarre. I imagined the squirrel explaining all sorts of myths and phenomena to me. It spoke to me about maple syrup.
I may have to get up 30 minutes early from now in order to carry on daily conversations with Oscar.
I got to work and read this article:
Church Fires Teacher for Being Female
WATERTOWN, N.Y. (Aug. 21) - The minister of a church that dismissed a female Sunday School teacher after adopting what it called a literal interpretation of the Bible says a woman can perform any job - outside of the church.
The First Baptist Church dismissed Mary Lambert on Aug. 9 with a letter explaining that the church had adopted an interpretation that prohibits women from teaching men. She had taught there for 54 years.
The letter quoted the first epistle to Timothy: "I do not permit a woman to teach or to have authority over a man; she must be silent."
Read entire story:
http://articles.news.aol.com/news/_a/church-fires-teacher-for-being-female/20060821083709990008?ncid=NWS00010000000001
I'm not sure why this bothered me as much as it did.
Could it be that I spent 13 years of my life in a Lutheran school, and was taught by many, many wonderful women?
Could it be that I spent the last 7 years of my life teaching?
Could it be that I've been harboring years of guilt for my lack of faith in today's organized religions?
Could it be that I'm still pissed off that my youth pastor 10 years ago asked me to stop working with the youth group because I questioned things in the Bible?
Could it be that I'm still offended that the church I attended in California asked me NOT to be a Sunday school teacher?
Breathe.
On a lighter note:
I spent my lunch break in the GoodWill parking lot on University.
A large beetle got caught in my windshield wipers and started staring at me (similar to the squirrel, mind you). It told me to quit my job and move to Brazil.
Well maybe not, but doesn't that sound nice?
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