10 Reasons Why Gay Marriage Is Wrong

I guess this originally came from someone’s facebook page, but as I don’t do facebook I cannot link directly to it. Still, I thought it was so wonderful when I saw it on another site that I wanted to repost it. Follow that link for links to the original posting on facebook.

I feel very strongly about this issue. I believe everyone should have the right to marry. I simply can’t understand why anyone would have a problem with it. I believe that in 50 years the people who publicly oppose gay marriage are going to look just like the people that opposed blacks and whites attending the same schools: foolish and ignorant. They should be embarrassed for being discriminatory. In the future people will look back and say, “How did people actually state these feelings aloud and in public? What were they thinking?!” If you don’t believe me, simply take a look at this picture:

How disgusting and irrational do those people look to you? With that said, I give you this:

10 Reasons Why Gay Marriage is Wrong

01) Being gay is not natural. Real Americans always reject unnatural things like eyeglasses, polyester, and air conditioning.

02) Gay

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Potlucks, Blogging, and Anxiety

I’ve always had a bit of social anxiety. It’s gotten worse as I’ve gotten older, and I can only imagine that by the time I’m of retirement age I’ll be one of those ladies who only leaves her house to feed the birds in the back yard. You may think that’s sad, but I actually quite like being at home. And I love birds.

I’m good around my friends, and most of my husband’s friends, but that is about as far as it goes. Even when I’m face to face with one of my own parents I suffer from loose lips that come from having nothing to say. It’s terrible. I have spoken such gems as, “It’s hot out there in the heat when it’s this hot outside,” and, “Why can’t we hunt whales, anyway?”

It’s even harder with distant family members, or certain in-laws. I feel like these people don’t actually know me, and wouldn’t care to actually know me. I say silly and pointless things like, “Oh, I love to shop,” when in reality I’m far more thrifty than a shopping-lover can be. It actually pains me to spend money. Another thing I do is self-deprecate when I’m

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Roadtrip 2010, Part Hippie

What can I say about Wild Bill’s Nostalgia Center? Not much, because he was closed on Memorial Day. We did some looking around outside, though, and there was really a lot to see. I wish we could have gone inside! I’m sure I could have wandered around for hours and still not have seen it all.

This clown silo is between the main store and what appeared to be a creepy old funhouse. Maybe it was a haunted house. Probably a haunted funhouse. Lots of people are afraid of clowns. What’s up with that? Clowns are just people with makeup on. Are they scared of drag queens and pageant contestants too? Clowns aren’t scary.

Hey look! A black guy is playing basketball in there! Maybe he’ll let us in! Oh, wait – that’s a mannequin.

A gorilla with sunglasses! Maybe she’ll let us in! Oh wait – that’s me.

You’ll see no better pictures of me than that one, because I look way too much like Dolly Dimples in photographs. They say the camera adds 20 pounds. I’m pretty sure my camera adds 200. And only to me.

The one on the right just heard what I said about

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Roadtrip 2010, Part 1

For the holiday, my friend CG and I took a trip to Massachusetts for our friend Brian’s wedding. I forgot to take my camera to the actual wedding, of course, but here is a photo from their website that accurately portrays the ceremony:

It was a wonderful, beautiful, sweet, and funny ceremony. Not intentionally funny, but funny in the way that reality sometimes is. The bride fumbled her words, and said “breast” rather than “best.” The minister muttered under her breath thing like, “Oh, this wind!” and “Okay, hang on a sec guys, bear with me, okay, we’re good,” entirely unaware that the microphone was picking it all up. The smallest of the three flower girls dropped all of her petals in a pile, and proceeded to pick through them choosing her favorites and placing them back in the basket. And in a witty moment of intentional humor, they called their ring bearer “Lord of the Rings,” which I thought was simply adorable. The weather was perfect, the setting idyllic, and the vows were moving. I’m sure Becky and Brian will be happy together for a long time, and their wedding was every bit as unique and wonderful as they

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