It’s 11 p.m. and the reason I haven’t written anything yet today is that I really have nothing to write about. No wasps have stung. I haven’t solved the puzzle of “fling, flang, flung.” And for that matter, why can’t we say, “The wasp stang me?” Huh? Tell me that!
By the way, I wonder what the difference is between a wasp and a yellow jacket? The television news just reported that a swarm of yellow jackets stung a bunch of high school seniors who were posing for a class picture today. A student unwittingly stepped on a nest. Perhaps we have yellow jackets in our yard, not wasps.
Now, if you are looking for something more interesting to read by someone who is way smarter than me and about ten times more adventurous, you ought to go check out Stacy’s blog, Smoov. She also takes amazing pictures, works full-time, attends school (perpetually), and has a genius pre-teen girl and darling twin boys. Go and read her blog . . . but don’t forget to come back.
By then, maybe I’ll actually discuss something of substance, like the intolerance of non-Christians towards Christians I keep noticing or my recent realization that I mistrust most people or the fact that these days, if you are a virgin (or were a virgin when you married) you are considered to be some sort of freak.
Meanwhile, go visit Stacy and tell her I sent you. (She’s one of the original women who started blogging with me three years ago.) Stacy rocks.
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There does seem to be a growing intolerance towards Christians in our culture. Whether it’s true or just my perception, I don’t know. What I think is worse though is the intolerance one stripe of Christian has for another.
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Wow, Anitique Mommy, I was just about to say, “What about the intolerance of CHRISTIANS toward Christians?” Really meaning the pet issues we get so riled about.
And my HS mascot was yellowjackets, so I can tell you that they have a skinnier body than a bee so they’re shaped like a wasp but their stinger is black and yellow striped, where a wasp’s is solid black or red.
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A wasp is a White Anglo Saxon Protestant. A yellow jacket is the Georgia Tech mascot.
Thanks for the advertisement! Now I have to worry about living up to the image you have created for me….smarter than you, as if.
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I agree with the intolerance of non-Christians towards Christians and I second AM and Jeana. I can only imagine God shaking his head in bafflement at the way his own body treats its parts. It seems that too many people are forgetting this one concept in Christ: Love each other. It doesn’t say “Love each other when you agree on everything” or “Love each other, but show contempt towards those who interpret non-key issues differently”. Just love each other. You would think it would be easy, but being humans, we keep making it harder than it is.
And the virgin thing is just true. We had my son’s friend and mother over to watch football, and somewhere along the line, she asked us how we met and our dating. Her eyes popped out of her head when I told her that we waited until the wedding night to be intimate – that I wanted to give that to my husband as a gift. She stuttered for a while and then just said, “You didn’t have sex before you were married, not even to see if it worked for you two?” She seriously couldn’t understand why anyone would even think to wait. And she is older than I am. I can only imagine what her kids are going to learn from that…
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And you said you didn’t have anything to write about! 😉
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Yellow jackets nest in the ground. But let me add to the dilemma: where do hornets fit in?
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Yellow jackets make their nests in the ground (so stepping on one can make them pretty stinking mad). I think they also nest in walls, but not in trees and such. Yellow jacket stings hurt like hell .I am not kidding, they are the devil’s venom. And they hurt and hurt and hurt for a long time. Last summer I stepped on a nest (twice actually) and got 5 stings on my foot. It kept me awake at night. Now I just run in and drink a bottle of benadryl immediately. ha ha Also, yellow jackets sting repeatedly as opposed to others who sting once and leave their stinger behind.
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===the intolerance of non-Christians towards Christians I keep noticing===
Oh, interesting . . . as a non-Christian in a largely-Christian community, I witness more intolerance of non-Christians by Christians than I care to. People simply assume I’m Christian, thus don’t censor their anti-Christian comments around me (strangers, as well as people who I know but with whom I haven’t discussed religion).
But, as Antique Mommy mentioned, I also observe intolerance of Christians against other Christians, which I find equally as upsetting.
And, of course, I don’t care to listen to non-Christians rail against Christians.
Love one another, period. ‘Nuff said 🙂
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Wow, for not having anything to write about, you sure touched on some pretty hot-button topics! I mean, Christian/non-Christian tolerance, the whole virgin thing, and the always huge yellow jacket/wasp debate–these are all huge!
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I agree about Stacy….:)
You know, I don’t often tell people that I waited until I was married….and it’s not because they will think I am a freak, but because it is really none of their business. I am surprised how often these things come up in casual conversation…(I say that, and yet I put it into my comment for you today….go figure.)
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What always baffles me is that the “so called tolerant” people are so INTOLERANT towards others who are intolerant.
If someone chooses to be intolerant, shouldn’t the tolerant tolerate that?
Ok, now that I’ve said the base word “tolerant” so many times it doesn’t even sound like a word anymore! 🙂
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Wow. I have to think about this one. I’m a live and let live person but I’ll admit I’m intolerant of intolerance at times.
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As a 30 year old teacher of high school students and a Christian, my decision to not have sex with anyone I’m not married to makes a lot of sense to me, both because of my christian beliefs and because of the damage I have seen it do (and in some cases that includes the lives of my students). However, many people (who know about my choices… most assume I must have “done it” by now) do think that it is a rather freakish decision on my part. Including my mother who has publicly ridiculed me for it, actually. It is funny the assumptions people make on this issue both about the people who choose to wait, why they choose to wait and whether it is a good idea or not… One of these days I’m going to have to write a book about all the bizzare reactions and conversations I’ve had on the subject…
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