Spray tan on a fool.
So, folks, here is my connection to World War II. I never met my grandfather. He was a young man when he died in a training plane crash of a B-26, which was known as widowmaker and lived up to the name.
He was originally drafted and was a MP (military police). But he had to fly. He left behind his wife Bette and his daughter Sandra.
and eventually I came along.
Now you too can see Vel and Robert chat about Christianity and atheism. For those of you who don’t know the history of this, I found Robert’s blog post on WordPress and countered his claims that he can prove that his version of his god exists. Then we decided to chat live about it. I think we both had a good time. We’re also both fans of fantasy and science fiction.
He’s edited it some and I haven’t watched it completely yet. Hopefully it keeps intact my parts. If you notice anything out of character or a missing chunk of argument that you know I’d offer, let me know. He is a Catholic with some differences from some of the dogma. (robert, if that isn’t quite correct, let me know).
because I love this guy. and you too can have the earworm of the song
Here I am again, trying to catch up on some blogging. I’m going to try to post much more often though we’ll see how that works out.
Let’s see, what’s been going on at the Club:
The kittens have grown quite a bit. They don’t often meow, but they trill at us and each other constantly. Happily, one did that in bed this morning because I mis-set the alarm clock and we would have been late for work. We got an excellent cat tree for them, by Feandrea. We got ours through Amazon. We’ve also discovered hat they really like dirt. They were born under a shed on bare dirt and they managed to get into our basement which is half cemented and half an open crawlspace (our house is old). They get their white fur quite gray since they just love
sleeping in the dirt.
I made a pumpkin pie from scratch and then one from a can of pumpkin puree using Libby’s “new-fashioned” recipe on the can. Both were good, but I think I like the one from the can better. It’s very fluffy and easier since rather than using sugar and milk, you use a can of sweetened condensed milk (something I also enjoy in my coffee).
A neighbor’s house caught on fire this past weekend, so be careful with portable heaters everyone!
I’ve been playing with epoxy resin and my alcohol inks and did a show a couple of weeks ago. I’ll be doing another for a fundraiser for a local homeless shelter. Yep, it’s a Christian mission, but they do good work for folks who have nowhere to go. For all of the churches around here, they don’t support the shelter as you would think and it has to ask the whole community.
Finally got cold enough here so I can use my beloved weighted blanket. 😊
We also put up a Christmas tree. I had been wanting one for years but hated to waste the money. Then I managed to get a tree on sale after last Christmas. What I didn’t intend is having so many cats with the tree. However, they have been really good about not bothering it. Of course, everything on the tree is unbreakable.
Well, that’s enough for now. I’ll be back to my usual commenting about food, religion, politics and more in the near future.
This young gal does a fantastic job of ridiculing the lies that Ken Ham and creationists tell at the Ark “museum”.