Notre Dame top: copyright T. M. Nava
Notre Dame bottom: copyright T.M. Nava

second of the day
2006-01-06 - 10:25 a.m.

Two, two updates for the price of one today. How exciting is that?

I really wish my front door offered a better opportunity to see who was at the door without giving away the fact that I'm home and choosing not to answer the door... My only option is to peek out of the curtain in the window next to the door -- not particularly subtle.

I got hit by the JWs again this morning. Gah. I just love that Revelations passage they show you to confirm that the end is nigh. Oh, men loving each other, children dispecting their parents, war and famine. Yes, yes, that's all so unique to 2005 surely the end must be coming. What was bizarre was that this old guy standing in the cold at my front door seemed to think that once the Second Coming happened, we'd all still be living on earth in a place of peace -- where you could leave your door unlocked and no one would be getting clobbered over the head by thieves anymore. Is this a new twist on the Last Judgement? Our sorry asses have to stay on earth? No "pass go and go directly to Heaven"? Ick. If I'm going to live through the Horsemen of the Apocalypse, I want to move on to Heaven. Either that or I better get a nice summer home at the beach.

I need to learn to shut the door on these guys. But instead, I stood there politely for 10 minutes in the damn cold listening to their schpeal (sp?). Eventually, they got around to asking what my faith was. And um, I did what was recommended me to me... I said I was Buddhist. Did that stop them? Nooooo... Now they had different things they wanted me to read. So, here I am looking at their crummy translation of the Bible, hoping God wasn't going to smite me down at any second for claiming to be Buddhist. Yeah, the Catholic in me worries a little about getting turned to salt or hit with lightning for little things like denying my faith. Hey, you just never know...

Anyway, I tried to rectify the stain on my soul by finally getting the official info on baptizing the kid. Turns out that, yes, you have to have Godparents, and, yes, they either have to have been married in the Catholic Church or, if single, have to have been confirmed. That pretty much rules out every Catholic I know, except my parents and my former siblings-in-law (and ex... ha, now that'd be a trip). I love my eldest former sister-in-law to bits, but choosing her would be a little weird, even for me. So, my parents it is.

Now I need to find the time to embroider the baptismal gown. At least I'll have until May 7th at the earliest. The other option is to revamp my wedding veil for the project. Tempting... since I may never have a girl.

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