Hallowed History

Well....I fully intended to write a post about the history of Halloween (or All Hallowed Even(evening) as it was before it was shortened) but then as I was doing the research I started to glaze over.  Too reminiscent of the recent papers I had to write.  Plus the house is only halfway clean and really, we all know I'm just procrastinating.  Which I shouldn't because MLP (that's Marshal Lance Poer, I don't know why I just like calling him his full name.  Drives him a little irritated) will be home soon and I believe he is taking me up on my offer of help and putting me to work.  Blech, blah, just offered to be nice but I guess I'll lend a hand.  I do get how much it does sucketh to have to work on Saturday.  Especially since, and it may just be me (and my Mom) but on Saturdays I am more prone to the veggietated state.  I am way more active on a Sunday morning (after the obligatory round of home shows on HGTV) than I am for the whole day on Saturday.  Go figure.  Plus I somehow seem to have agreed to go see Paranormal Activity 2 AND WATCH THE FIRST ONE...all in the SAME DAY.  Think I might have been slipped a mickey because I have been avoiding those types of things like the plague recently (I get night terrors, so anything about anything in your house at night while your sleeping is a bad idea).  So, all in all, maybe it is a good thing I'm procrastinating.  I did have this one professor in college who used to spin procrastinating into perfection and that those that procrastinated were really just type A perfectionist who wanted it just right.

Nah, not me! So back to the original thought behind this post.  All Saints Day originally came about when Pope Boniface consecrated the Pantheon in Rome to the Virgin Mary and all the Martyrs May 13 609 or 610.  Pope Gregory III moved it in the 730s to November 1.  This is considered a Holy Day of obligation (meaning we have to go to Mass).  Now around the same time of the year, the Celtics celebrated Samhain, which was basically the time from the lighter part of the year to the darker part of the year.  The Scots called it (once the Church came to that part of the world) All Hallows Even because it was the night before All Saints Day.  Skip over some more hundred years and what you get is a great excuse to dress up, get and eat waaay too much candy and have an excuse to jump out and scare little kids.  Any other time of the year if you made someone pee their pants, you'd just be mean! ;~)

Everyone be safe, have fun and remember....the Reese's are mine!!!

LGFN, Later Gator For Now

PS..Happy Birthday Tiffany and Reese

Going Hmmm...should I?

It's not very often that I put true thoughts out for everyone and their momma to see.  I'm not much on browbeating and heavy handedness in getting my points across.  I like that I can have my own personal beliefs, for myself, but I don't have to feel the need to push those upon others.  A very simplistic way to think about it is, chocolate.  Strange enough, there ARE people out there who don't like it.  PERSONALLY, I think they are crazy and have no idea what something good tastes like.  But does that mean I am going to force them to eat it til they do like it?  Campaign for laws mandating that EVERYONE eat chocolate because that is what I personally believe is right?  Yes, I know this is a very simplistic way to put it and there are some major issues out there, but it does boil down to the same thing.  What gives anyone the right to tell another person how they can live their lives, what they are allowed or not allowed to do given that such a thing has no consequences on others?  Before you take this statement and run with it, I'm not saying lets have an open free for all and have no laws.  For society to function, we must have laws that prevent harm to others or their property.  But we are endowed with unalienable rights to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.  But now I'm at a point where I am waying my enjoyment of not dealing with people trying to tell me how wrong I am, how I am a bad Christian because I believe a certain way or basically just being pains in my butt OR with saying "You know, this is what I believe isn't right".  So....should I?  Or should I stay content in knowing that I know what I believe?  Hmmmm....LGFN, Lator Gator For Now

Grossology

Back in the preschool teaching days, I had a book in our library called "Grossology", which was followed by "All About Poo" and another cool book that was about your body and each page was really a transparency that showed what was going on in your body with each page.  The body is a fascinating thing and the happenings that go with it are too.  But alas, sometimes its just too much information.  Much like Diddy did when he posted the video about him relieving himself and saying there was nothing like the feeling of a just emptied bladder (or something to that effect, I'm sure it was a much more powerful statement given his skills of flow, lol) today I wanted to call up my hubby to tell him "Oh my gosh, you should have seen what came out of me today!!!"  I'll spare you, DR (thats Dear Readers for those of you new to the online short hand...there are a lot of acronyms for online postings and ads that take some thought to figure out....sorry went left again, we'll discuss another time) the gory details of what that was but sometimes you just want to share it!

Now what is TMI for one is not for another.  Me personally, I can't STAND loose teeth.  I think it has something to do with this one visit to the dentist.  I could HEAR the needle piercing the gum everytime she poked me.  *shudder*  So you can imagine how difficult it was when Aleisa started loosing them.  For me because she delights in grossing out her Mom and loves to freak me out.  So...I can handle poo talk and vomit and basically anything with the digestive system (Lance thinks I'm a freak because I like to lay on his belly and listen) but teeth, eh not so much.  Although I just can't seem to stop looking if someone has some funky/goofy/nasty grill in their face (an ode to those with flow skills, lol).  Nor do I like yucky broken parts.  I see them and I just can feel what that must be like to have that happen.  So, looking back, todays post too was a little random.  Okay, a lot random.  But those that know and love me know that I am a rambling random rockin chick.  =)

I need to come up with some kind of awesome closing phrase.  Thats the way the cookie crumbles, the rest of the story, Love and Light (no not really that one, I can't stand that Danielle lady she is ANNOYING)...Hmmm I'll have to think on it some more.  Ooooo...how about..LGFN, Lator Gator For Now! lol

First Time

"What is in a name?  That which we call a rose by any other name would still smell as sweet."  Shakespeare wrote this quote for Juliet to help explain that she love Romeo Montague, not his name or his family.  Before I got married, my last name was Keel.  Nothing quite like the teacher who calls roll by last name first "Keel, Jessica", so when Aleisa gets tired of people telling her she's poor, I can commiserate.  Although to be honest, I'd much rather be Poer, Aleisa than Keel Jessica.  Just sayin. 

Soooo....welcome to my blog!  This is the first time for me and I have no idea where I'll go with this in regards to topics, style so we'll just go with random.  Much like this one :~D  So any thoughts, comments and suggestions for future posts would be HIGHLY appreciated.  This one will be short and sweet, as that place that pays my bills is calling me back to reality.