Living with broken

Sometimes it's easier to live with "broken" than to do the work to fix it, isn't it? 

We've had a broken, ugly ceiling in our dining room for over a year now.  One of the boards in the drop ceiling broke and came through the (pretty old) sheetrock.  As all of the sheetrock looked like it was going to follow sooner rather than later, we finally decided to bite the bullet and deal with the mess of renovations.

And messy, it is.  Brian has taped plastic over the doorways and small window between kitchen and diningroom.  This contains the mess and keeps dust from spreading all over the house.  It also means we have to go through the back door to get to the kitchen.  If we want to get in (or out) the rest of the house, we're currently using a window on the front porch.  I assure you, this is more than humorous.

However, if you should appear with a camera of any sort, you will be detained in my basement for the rest of your days.

It was easier in the short-term to ignore what needed to be done.  I have a feeling once this is done, we'll only wish we'd done it sooner.  Probably true of many things in life...

What happens when I read while the children are awake

Oh boy.  You'd think I'd know by now...quiet children are NOT behaving children.  Ha.

The two little kids were upstairs, playing nicely.  Hannah was in my bed, watching TV and recovering from having her tonsils and adenoids out yesterday.  Noah was outside, hammering something in the garage.  I dared to sit on the porch all alone and read a book (I know...what was I thinking?).

About 15 minutes later, Hannah comes out to the porch and croaks, "Mom.  Kids.  Bathroom.  Water."

Uh-oh...

At the end of my Olympic-worthy sprint, I found exactly what Hannah said.  Kids.  Bathroom.  Water.

Levi and Esther were filling up the sink and then pouring the water, um, everywhere?  Oh, those two little urchins...

But hey, my bathroom floor hasn't been this clean in a long time. :S

Word of the day: Chik-Fil-A

All of this babble about Chik-Fil-A and the 'right' of gays to marry...gay rights are not the issue here.  The point is being completely missed by most everyone.

The bigger issue is free speech.  If all Americans (including Christians) are not allowed to freely speak out their beliefs, there is no purpose in even talking about gay rights. 

Free speech is for ALL.  Saying you believe in one man and one woman being married is not hate speech.  It's the statement of one's belief.  It forces no one to agree.  It also forces no one to buy or not buy chicken from one particular restaurant or another. 

There are plenty of things I don't care for in the world, many of which I can "vote" against with my wallet.  Some of which I decide are not worth it to me, or I can't afford to bother with.

The media in this country is out of control, seeking to sway public opinion and publicly slandering a fast food company because the man who happens to own it doesn't believe in gay marriage.  Ridiculous. 

I hope Mr. Cathy made an absolute killing today and his business grows because of his willingness to stand for what he believes.  We don't have any Chik-Fil-A near us, but the next time I am near one, I'll be happy to eat there and support the company whose CEO is not afraid of public opinion.