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Welcome to the new generations world. That would be us.
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The Bees and Me!

Well, as many of you know, last year we started our adventure with Bees last year, and it has been a very interesting and wonderful experience! Sadly, one of our hives did not make it, but we still have one, as far as we know. (for those of you who don't know lots about Bees, you can't open the hives during the winter, because it gets to cold for them.
Here are some pictures...

A Early Happy Valentines Day!

The Beacon

Here is a sneak preview of the next issue of The Beacon...I was insanly pleased with how the cover turned out looking..I guess I'm easily pleased. :D But I liked the Simple/Goth look a lot. :D
That's all for now. Daddy just got stuck in the snow and I just came in from revving the motor and helping...we are still stuck, btw. :D

Are you a Democrat, a Republican, or a Southerner?

Borrowed from Nathaniel Brayden...this was WAY to good not to post! :-)

The answer can be found by answering the following question:
You're walking down a deserted street with your wife and two small children.
Suddenly, an Islamic Terrorist with a huge knife comes around the corner, locks eyes with you, screams obscenities, praises Allah, raises the knife, and charges at you. You are carrying a Glock .40 caliber, and you are an expert shot. You have mere seconds before he reaches you and your family.
What do you do?

Republican's Answer:
BANG!
Democrat's Answer:
Well, that's not enough information to answer the question!
Does the man look poor or oppressed?
Have I ever done anything to him that would inspire him to attack?
Could we run away?
What does my wife think?
What about the kids?
Could I possibly swing the gun like a club and knock the knife out of his hand?
What does the law say about this situation?
Does the Glock have appropriate safety built into it?
Why am I carrying a loaded gun anyway, and what kind of message does this send to society and to my children?
Is it possible he'd be happy with just killing me?
Does he definitely want to kill me, or would he be content just to wound me?
If I were to grab his knees and hold on, could my family get away while he was stabbing me?
Should I call 9-1-1?
Why is this street so deserted?
We need to raise taxes, have paint and weed day and make this happier, healthier street that would discourage such behavior.
This is all so confusing! I need to debate this with some friends for a few days and try to come to a consensus.
Southerner's Answer:
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! Click..... (Sounds of reloading)
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
BANG! Click "Shucks! I'm out!"
Daughter: "Nice pattern Daddy! Were those the Silver Tips, black talons, or them new Hollow Points?"
Son: "Can I shoot the next one Daddy?"
Wife: "You ain't takin' THAT to no Taxidermist!"

Something I wrote. Don't scream, please!

i wrote this here poem below...and guess what? It was published! YES!

The Difference

The Christian shuts his eyes at pornography. The world looks closer.
The Christian rebukes the joker. The world eggs it on.
The Christian studies his Bible. The Enquirer better suits the world.
The Christian sings hymns. The world likes rap and punk.
The Christian is baptized in water. THe world is baptized in wine.
The Christian goes to church. THe world goes to golf.
The Christian says Christ's our standard. The world prefers Obama.
The Christian upholds standerds. The world knocks them down.
The christian upholds purity. The world abhors it.
The Christian is happy. The world is miserable.
One stands, the other falls.
Where are you?

What do you think?

Slacker!!

I know...slacking on the blogging job again. :( Seriously, my apologies! Life took a turn for the busier again, so that is my excuse. Here, to make up, let me fill you in!
On Monday evenings these days, you can find me at the Marietta College/community choir! It is a huge honor to be involved is such great works as Vivaldi's "Gloria" and Handel's " Coronation Pieces" One of which is below...This is Zadock The Priest, by Handel. Sadly, this is not our choir, but we hopefully....prayerfully will sound like this! I'm a soprano...we get a great workout here! :-)




Otherwise...lots of school work, and lots of barn chores!

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