{{Cindy}} Your sil and family are in my prayers.
Dawn ,'Never Leave Me'
Spike's Bitches 22: You've got Angel breath
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
"We have a nation filled with weak men and disorderly women."
I think I'm going to adopt the title "Disorderly Woman." I can tell I'm not this person's target audience; I was looking at all the pictures of women athletes and thinking, "Cool."
Actually, I don’t have a problem with women playing recreational sports on an occasional basis, just with them playing competitive sports on a regular day-to-day basis. This rigorous physical and mental training tends to make women more masculine. I think it is prudent to often ask ourselves “Can a woman do this activity and retain a Biblically feminine character?” With sports I think it will be difficult in most cases. Even some of the traditionally more feminine sports like gymnastics and ice skating are now influencing women to be more masculine.
Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight.
[eta: But this bit made me laugh out loud:
"A telltale sign of paganism is nudity. Historically, a primary means for introducing nudity into a culture has been through athletic competition which emphasizes form, movement, and the prowess of the body.... Christians should be wary of any educational process or cultural event which justify nakedness on the grounds of athletic freedom...."
BWAH!!!!
Jess, I just read your tagline. I am so COMMing it.
I was looking at all the pictures of women athletes and thinking, "Cool."
But--the grimacing! The near-nudity! The paganism!
No, sorry, folks, the near nudity isn't that fun. It's a woman in a weight lifting leotard in the middle of her lift.
My summary: "Lord, please smite these disorderly women before they find out where I am and kick my ass."
It hurts my head to even try and figure out the "logic" behind that kind of reasoning.
I just found out I have to come up with another $389 to fix the basement bathroom floor.
It was the Possum, wasn't it?
Betsy, haven't we discussed this? Do not poke Happy Crazy People.
This is me, still working. I only do it about once a month, but whew!
Trudy, I think it must have been. Sneaky little leaky bastard.
Don't read those idiots. Just don't. Their stuff kills your brain cells as soon as it hits them.