Thoughts on a sunny Sunday

My daughter Alipurr recently admonished me because I haven't been blogging. As a way of making amends, I submit this post for your enjoyment and to let you know that I'm still here amongst the living.

The following are real answers on a Bible knowledge test. Makes you wonder what people are being taught not only in school, but in churches as well.


Noah's wife was Joan of Ark.

Lot's wife was a pillar of salt by day and a ball of fire by night.

Moses went to the top of Mount Cyanide to get the ten commandments.

The seventh commandment is "thou shalt not admit adultery."

Joshua led the Hebrews in the battle of Geritol.

Jesus was born because Mary had an immaculate contraption.

The people who followed Jesus were called Decibels.

The epistles were the wives of the apostles.

One of the opossums was St. Matthew.

Salome danced in seven veils in front of King Herod.

Paul preached acrimony which is another name for marriage.

David fought the Finkelsteins which is a race of people who lived in Bible times.

The Jews had trouble throughout their history with unsympathetic Genitals.

A Christian should have only one wife. This is called monotony.


Then there are my thoughts on why I haven't been blogging.

• I've been busy
• I've been lazy
• I've been away
• I've suffered a brain fart and couldn't think of anything interesting to write about
• I've been shy
• I've been swimming
• I've been working out in the yard a lot
  
• I've been skulking around others' blogs and not leaving comments
• I've been skulking around others' blogs and occasionally leaving comments
  
• I've been stubborn about writing even though family members have urged me to do so
• I've been depressed
• I've been going through a phase
• I've felt untalented
• I've felt like nobody would be interested in ANYTHING I had to say
• I've felt that my life is b.o.r.i.n.g

There have been times when I've wanted to scream at the world, and all the nut cases in it, to stop acting like playground bullies. I've wanted to blog about this.

There have been times when I've done something interesting (to me) but have felt it was too trivial. I've wanted to blog about this.

There have been times when I've hidden in the house (not agoraphobic by any means) and have not wanted to see people. I've wanted to blog about this.

There have been times when I've been disgusted about my looks or my weight or my health but felt it would be an invasion of my privacy to discuss it. I've wanted to blog about this.

There have been times when I've felt anger and this anger caused me to not share my feelings with anybody. I've wanted to blog about this.

There have been times when I've felt unworthy to share my thoughts with others. I've wanted to blog about this.

There have been times when I've wanted to share my feelings about my parents, sister, and other family members but was afraid of hurting peoples' feelings or sounding like a petulant child. I've wanted to blog about this.

There have been times when I've wanted to discuss family secrets but feel these secrets are nobody's business. I've wanted to blog about this.

There have been times when I haven't felt like putting on a happy front (while blogging) but wanted to let it all hang out. I've wanted to blog about this.

In the end, I've just been silent. I guess that's my way of coping with things that are affecting my life right now. None of these reasons for not blogging have changed my opinion of you, my fellow bloggers and friends. I love reading your blogs and reading your thoughts. Sometimes I wish I could be as open and honest as some of you but I guess I'm afraid of alienating you and having you change your opinion of me. That's important.

In the final analysis, the old adage "use it or lose it" comes to mind. Once you get out of the habit of blogging on a regular basis, it becomes harder and harder to sit down at the keyboard and express yourself. All I can say, though, is I'm still here, I'm still visiting your sites, I'm interested in you and what you've been up to, and I'm still interested in the world around me.

I will leave you with this final thought. Everyone should try blue Jell-O at least once in their lifetime.