Friday, September 28, 2007

Lethal Injection

Okay, so this pisses me off. The Supreme Court actually issued a repreive for Carlton Turner Jr. Apparently after all this time death by lethal injection is unconstitutional. Let's think about this...Carlton Turner Jr. "was condemned for the 1998 slayings of his parents in suburban Dallas. He was 19 when authorities said he shot Carlton Turner Sr., 43, and Tonya Turner, 40, several times in the head. He then bought new clothes and jewelry and continued living in the family's Irving home as their bodies decomposed." Is that constitutional? He should die for what he did. Who cares how he dies, he should just die. Actually, why don't they shoot him in the head several times and leave his body to decompose. Is that constitutional?

I really believe that if you receive the death penalty then you should be put to death in the same manner that you took someone else's life. I understand that this is just an opinion and not everyone agrees with this, but come on...lethal injection UNCONSTITUTIONAL? These people are the scum of the earth. People who are sentenced to death didn't commit minor crimes, they did something heinous. And what they did to deserve the death penalty was most certainly unconstitutional. So, I don't understand...why are we paying for them to sit in jail for years on end so the court has time to debate whether or not the mode of death to carry out the death penalty is constitutional? Please explain!

Friday, September 21, 2007

Creepy Neighbor Man, Part Two

This past Sunday afternoon Mike was out watering in the front yard. I was inside sleeping. Ha! Mike's minding his own business watering the almost dead flowers and notices that Creepy Neighbor Man has come outside with his two kids. While the two creepy kids start messing around in the front yard, Creepy Neighbor Man walks to the side of his house. As Mike continues watering, he looks up and notices that Creepy Neighbor Man is motioning for him to come over. Mike begins looking around to see if, possibly, this idiot is motioning somone else to come over. There's no one else outside. Mike looks back at Creepy Neighbor Man and he is still motioning for Mike to come over. Mike pretends he doesn't notice.

My first reponse was, "why didn't you go over there and beat his ass?" I mean, this guy tried to attack me and then has the nerve to motion my husband over. What, were they going to have a nice friendly neighborly chat? Thankfully, Mike didn't go over. No telling what this guy would have done, like call the cops for trespassing or something. This guy has got a lot of nerve. There's no way he can be playing with a full deck of cards. Mike's not a small guy. Why would you try to entice a not-so-small man over who is married to the woman you tried to attack? What a freaking moron!

So, do I call the County Attorney and report the "incident" to her? Will she laugh at me cause nothing really happened? I want this guy gone. It pisses me off when I see his kids riding their bikes around the neighborhood unafraid of what might happen to them. It pisses me off that he isn't afraid to come outside and try to make random conversation with his neighbors. I am afraid to go for a walk by myself. Every time I leave my house, my eyes are on his until I get in my truck and lock the doors. Then I freak out thinking that he might be hiding in the back of my truck. When I come home, my eyes don't leave his house until I am safely inside my own house. I hate that man...if you can call him a man. I shouldn't be afraid to live in my own house. I shouldn't have to be afraid to take a walk. I just shouldn't be afraid!

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

"Go Directly To Hell!"

This is my first week of school at LeTourneau University. I am excited to learn but am having a problem with the whole "christian university" thing. I don't have a problem with praying before class on Saturdays and I don't have a problem with someone reading a devotional. However, I do have an issue with being graded on my response to how the weekly devotional speaks to me. What if it doesn't speak to me? What if I'm just going to school to learn how to become a good teacher? Can you be a good teacher without having every scripture in the Bible memorized?

I believe it takes all kinds to be good teachers. I also believe that to be a good teacher means having an open mind and not believing in only one thing. Yeah, I believe in God and I was raised in the church. But, I also find other religions and other beliefs interesting and credible. I don't like being forced to "agree" with people when I really don't.

I took a philosophy class years ago. It went against everything I was taught at church. I struggled with it, but it turned out to be a class that I did well in. It opened my mind to other...well, options. Just because I was raised in the church and taught about God doesn't mean I have to agree with it all. I find Paganism very interesting but that doesn't make me a witch. Can you imagine the looks I would get if I voiced that interest? The response from my classmates would be "Go directly to HELL! Do not pass 'go' and do not collect $200!"

I thought I knew what I was getting myself into when I applied to LeTourneau, but I was mistaken. I think my relationship with God is MY relationship with God and I shouldn't be forced to share that with anyone else, especially people I don't know. I'm finding it very difficult to write about things that I don't necessarily agree with. And on top of that, I get graded for it.

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Creepy Neighbor Man

Well, yesterday I saw the bastard for the first time since the incident. Mike and I were both outside conversing with neighbors. The Creepy Neighbor Man didn't even glance in our direction, which was good. I want to spit on him.

I received a call from the Williamson County Attorney last week. She asked me what I thought should happen to this guy. Of course I said, "I think he should receive the maximum punishment!" I mean, he live across the street from me. It's not like he was just some random person. I had done some research and his "crime" is classified as a Class B misdemeanor. The max jail time is 180 days. The County Attorney informed me that since this was Creepy Neighbor Man's first offense, he would only probably spend a couple of months in jail. She stated she is going to go for one year's probation. A stipulation of the probation will be that if Creepy Neighbor Man makes any contact with me whatsoever, his probation will be revoked and he will go to trial.

The County Attorney asked me if I would be willing to testify. Well, hell yeah. I'm not going to let that guy beat me down. I want him to know that I'm serious. God help him if he even smiles at me. And as usual, the cops don't do anything until someone really gets hurt. Nevermind that Creepy Neighbor Man was determined to do something to me. If I hadn't stopped him in the act, what would have happened? Would I have been raped? Murdered? Who knows. So he gets probabation. The only good point is that he will have to think about it for a year. Other than that, it's kinda sucky. If something does happen to me, guess you'll all know who did it. There won't be any mystery there.

Monday, September 10, 2007

Just Call Me Fatty!

I might as well spill the beans now...you will see me gaining an exceptional amount of weight as I will now be eating for 2. Yep, it seems we are expecting an addition to our family in May. Yikes!

I'm a little scared...okay A LOT scared. My clothes are already becoming too tight and uncomfortable. I haven't slept in a week. Cramping has gotten outta control. And I am beginning to feel nauseous at random times during the day. I'm not sure what I've signed up for! I don't get to go to the doctor until Sept. 28, which is like forever away. If you go by the calculators and such, I would be 6 weeks pregnant, but who knows for sure. Just have to wait to see the doc.

So, any words of wisdom, advice, anything would be much appreciated at this time. I've got a long way to go. It will be fun eating all the cheese I want but damnit, I already miss Coke. Just call me Fatty!