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Splitting for Spring

  • Posted on March 8, 2010

I’m springing to split for spring. Actually it’s not me that’s splitting; it’s my blogging. As of today, my blog has begun to split.

On this domain → sheilaschoonmaker.com ← new posts will include topics in these categories: Aspergerings, Aspie Myths, Cogitations, and Solutions. The aim is to continue satisfying readers coming from the autism hub (or other Asperger related links) and anyone else looking for educational material. The posts in the other categories no longer listed in view shall remain.

On the other location at sheilasposts.com, new posts will include topics in these categories: Devotions, Snapshots, Memoirs, Amusements, Cogitations, and Solutions. Because I don’t want to bore my family and friends any longer with Aspergers, they now can enjoy my blog without having to see the categories: Aspergerings or Aspie Myths.

I’m still sharing my Christian faith; those who are interested will find this continued on my other location in the Devotions category.

Think of  “S ~ S” as becoming more fine-tuned for a general audience whereas “Sheila’s Posts” will be more appropriate for those who know me offline and may be curious to know what I’m up to lately.

This split will also slow down the amount of posts accumulating. Hopefully it will help newcomers feel less overwhelmed if they want to catch up with reading.

Out of a Brier Patch

  • Posted on March 7, 2010

I feel much better now that I’ve gotten out of a tangled mass of prickly plants that were only getting thornier with each passing day, week, and month (since autumn began last year!). Not much unlike how you feel when thorns grab your clothing and make progressing forward painful, the company that once hosted my sites can no longer snag my page loads or leave them stuck unable to appear. If I waited until May the 22nd to relocate my sites onto a different hosting server — due to a two-year pre-paid subscription with Netfirms and their no refund policy — I wouldn’t have a shred of sanity left!

Now that I’m finally out of that brier patch and can move along at a pace that’s decent for page loads, I can begin to let my festering wounds from unceasingly unacceptable frustration levels heal.

What pushed me past my limit was having pages timeout just when I’d be feeling good about having found solutions for WordPress irritations. The annoyance level of the page loads combined with some of the bugs that come attached with the newer WordPress versions were not making my days travel efficiently productive.

I’m very persistent when it comes to fixing things and tend to get intolerant of inconvenient conveniences while doing so. For example, I got fed up with WordPress’s excessive autosave, broken scheduler, and invalid “role” attribute. To make matters worse, the tweaks for the “missed schedule” headache weren’t working for me even though they seemed to for many others who applied them.

Untwisted Vortex tells how to adjust WordPress autosave or disable it completely, obus3000 brings Missed Schedule posts back to life, and Longworth.eu gives great instructions on how to remove WP’s invalid attribute from the search form in a not so WC3 compliant blog.

Postscript — I thought the autosave occurring so often was to blame for the posts not publishing when scheduled, but it wasn’t. Here’s what I wrote a couple of days ago (with the name “Missed Schedule Nightmare”) and deleted after trying out my new plugin to see how well it works:

This nightmare didn’t require me to go to sleep. In fact, trying to solve this mystery has prevented me from being able to get sleepy. Maybe after I write about it and check to see if I’m not dreaming now, then I can go to sleep before the sun comes up.

After writing my previous post about disabling autosave, I wanted to check to see if my new install of WordPress would publish the post on schedule. I was feeling pretty good about quickly the solution worked. Little did I know what was coming next!… or more like what wasn’t coming next.

For hours I repeatedly tried to get my scheduled post to publish itself. Why? Because I kept thinking, “This one more try will do the trick.” The one more, led to one more, etc., etc. Not too many things bug me quite like thinking I’m so close to figuring something out, but yet can’t do so.

I don’t know why the suggestions that worked for most other people with their blogs would not work for me. But, when the solution does come, it can come so fast that it’s hard to know whether to be happy it did or mad that it took so long to find.

Most of the pages of suggestions I came across dealt with altering the cron.php file. By the time I arrived at a plugin called Missed Scheduled, something about the words, “Brings Missed Schedule posts back to life.” gave me instant hope (probably because of seeing all four of its rating stars nicely yellow!).

I’m probably still typing this because I’m a bit nervous to actually double check to see if the Missed Schedule nightmare is really over. If I don’t say anything more, it means I finally went to bed because of knowing the plugin really did work and it will still be working when I get up in the morning.

(The Missed Scheduled plugin still works!)

Excellent Toothpaste!

  • Posted on February 1, 2010

I’ve been using Vicco toothpaste for some time now and I’m absolutely in love with this stuff! I must be or else my last order for this would have been less than nineteen 200 gram tubes (i.e., 8.378 pounds) for my household (of 3)!

Ayurvedic Toothpaste

Read more about it at Vicco’s website. I stumbled upon while shopping in a Hannaford Supermarket.

I was determined to find toothpaste without fluoride, glycerin, or silica in it. Vicco was the first one I found. Immediately after the first time I brushed with it, my teeth felt more clean than even how they’ve felt after getting them cleaned in a dentist office!

Weston A. Price, DDS changed my way of thinking about what government schools taught me what good health is, especially his book Nutrition and Physical Degeneration. Because of Price, I no longer will buy anything but raw milk.

Ramiel Nagel’s book pushed me beyond what Price started by convincing me to stop using the toothpastes dentists recommend.

Cure Tooth Decay

Here are just a few reasons why I didn’t want to use anymore toothpaste containing fluoride, glycerin, or silica:

Fluoride is a severe biological poison. Being intensely negative, it unlatches positive hydrogen bonds in enzymes and proteins. Toothpaste typically comes with this warning: “Warning. Keep out of reach of children under 6 years of age. If more than used for brushing is accidentally swallowed, get medical help or contact a Poison Control Center right away.” Fluoride decreases IQ levels. Most states add at least 1 ppm of sodium fluoride or fluorosilic acid (radioactive toxic waste that contains fluoride) to the water supply, even though it has been proven that at least 113 medical side effects from cancer to headaches are caused by fluoride in the water.

Toothpaste contains viscous, sticky glycerin, the main ingredient in toothpaste, which coats the teeth and prevents re-enamelization from nutrients in the diet. Glycerin takes over 20 rinses to be removed and leaves your teeth coated. To get convinced, start with a clean sink and smear some of your toothpaste on the sink. Rinse it off and see how the water beads up because of the sticky glycerin. You will have to keep rinsing and rinsing to remove it. Your teeth are similar to a porcelain sink, and your teeth are being coated every time you use toothpaste. Coated teeth cannot re-enamelize from nutrients in the diet.

Most toothpaste has silica, which is sand. It can harm gums and abrade tooth enamel.

My gums used to hurt a lot when I’d brush my teeth. I was using special toothpaste for sensitive teeth and highly expensive mouth wash for sensitive gums. The combination of the two didn’t stop the pain in my gums.

As soon as I started using only Vicco toothpaste¹ and quit using the nasty mouthwash, my gums never hurt again! What does that tell you? It tells me the American Dental Association wants people to remain ignorant so that they can make more money. What angers me even more is that dentists would deny how poisonous amalgam fillings are.

If you’re interested, you can read more about what I’ve said on this subject in my posts Dentist Shopping by an Aspie and Raw Milk, Heart Disease, and More.

¹I started brushing with Vicco approximately one year ago. When a tube of Vicco was empty, I resorted to using a crappy tube of paste left around. After my last bout with pain while brushing over a month ago, I decided those other tubes could go right into the garbage where they belong for all I care!

Tag Surfer Users

  • Posted on January 26, 2010

If you’re not a WordPress Tag Surfer user (subscribed to Asperger/autism related material), you’re not missing any relevant information by not reading this post (except for maybe the note at the end).

This post is to explain why those who have used WordPress’s Tag Surfer subscription feature to view posts of mine might not have been able to do so and now will be able to.

I have two identical blogs. When I first began blogging on January 24, 2008, I had only one blog. It has the url address sheilaschoonmaker.wordpress.com. The next day after creating that blog, I got a domain mapping upgrade. It caused that blog to eliminate wordpress from the center of the url, so all that was then seen was sheilaschoonmaker.com.

On May 22, 2008, I acquired an account from a web hosting company. I then created a second blog (also with the domain sheilaschoonmaker.com) and proceeded to ignore the first one hosted by WordPress. All the traffic from my first blog at WordPress became automatically redirected to my second blog hosted by another company. It still works that same way today.

Due to recently renewing my domain mapping for another year for my original WordPress account, it brought my attention back to the features WordPress has — more specifically, its tag surfer subscription feature. I also re-enabled search engines to allow its tags back into public view. I checked to see if it would work by adding in all the posts from my second blog, but I changed the dates of some so that they would be listed as being recent. That caused tag surfers subscribed to Aspergers or autism to reach a broken link because of the conflict between the dates of those posts (one blog versus the other). I now have fixed that problem by making the dates match.

I plan to continually add all the future posts from my second blog into my first blog (the first blog is always invisible because it redirects traffic to the second one).¹ If I didn’t do so, then the Asperger/autism Tag Surfer subscribers would miss out on seeing a blog written by a 55 year old Aspie woman. My blog isn’t restricted to Asperger related topics.

The other thing that is different about my first blog versus the second one are the themes. They both now have a liquid layout, but the first one (not visible to visitors) is plain and white (some long-time readers of my blog might remember it). The second one is now colorful (I recently changed its theme).

Please note — [Edited on 1.28.10] The publication time is no longer displayed because the time zone had to be advanced for each post; therefore it became inaccurate. Because of the new blog theme, the software updates are unable to correct a bug in the display of its calendar. In order to prevent the calendar from distorting, I had to choose to distort the time instead. Two days after publishing this post, I realized the time isn’t even necessary so I got rid of it.

¹My first blog ends up being a backup for my backup held on my hard drive. How cool is that?! thinking

A Blog on Sabbatical?

  • Posted on December 3, 2009

Today I have a special treat for those who may have been trying to view my blog after it became password protected last month. Obviously I’ve removed that feature if you’re reading this, but don’t jump to the conclusion that being On Sabbatical is over already. Sabbaticals usually last anywhere between two months to a year.

Can a blog be on sabbatical? If so, how? Here’s exactly what I’ve written on the webpage I wrote today that I link to my password’s login page (which possibly could be used again if or whenever my blog is on another sabbatical):

On Sabbatical or Sheila Schoonmaker?

I’ve chosen to replace my name with the term On Sabbatical whenever this site of mine may be password protected. When my blog is freely open to the public, it reverts back to its original name.

Inconsistently using password protection, along with no explanation for why a blog would be on sabbatical, probably makes no sense at all. It makes sense to me, because I know what I’m doing and why I’m doing it.

I hope to accomplish two objectives at once by saying why I do such things with my blog. The first one is to ease confusion as much as possible. The second one is to have others get a taste of how difficult I can be to comprehend. My online behavior reminds me of how challenging I must be for those who see me offline. It also reminds me of how much work it is for me to deal with people offline. Just as I wisely need to cautiously gauge my offline social activity, I need to develop a system to monitor my online activity.

Immediately after thinking about what to replace my name with when using password protection, the word sabbatical came to mind. After reading Wikipedia’s description of what a sabbatical is, I knew in my heart that God was guiding me on the right track with my idea. I also knew that it would throw my readers into a state of confusion, especially without any forewarning of its happening. Ideas happen without any foreknowledge of their coming. The more creative a mind is, the more it’s able to grasp this concept.

Even this idea of creating an explanation page for when my blog is On Sabbatical is one I didn’t know would come into existence until December 3rd, 2009. As I’ve said in some posts, my thoughts usually go from complex to simple. In this case, it took a few weeks before the obvious arrived. Maybe if I didn’t have so much on my mind already, it would have been sooner. Oh well, it’s here now.

Being a Christian and an Aspie, I really march to a different drummer. That means I deal with my quirks in ways that other Aspies typically don’t; mostly because of my many years of experiencing what faith has brought me through. In this particular situation concerning my blog, my blog is both a blessing and a curse. It continually proves itself to be a blessing in my life in its original goal of being a therapeutic personal journal, provided that I use it primarily for my own purposes. I want others to be blessed too and password protecting it can put a block upon that happening.

The (O/C) curse packaged into my method of therapy was something I could not have known about until time would reveal it (not much unlike long-term ’side’ effects meds psychiatrists prescribe). I do not like using the humanistic phrase Obsessive/Compulsive Disorder, but since it’s a well-known phenomenon, I’ll use that instead of calling it by its right name sin. The mental health profession calls O/C a disorder. God calls it a sin.¹ Either way, being O/C is a challenge to say the least and it really does not go away. It can go into remission (especially when stress levels decrease) and it can be ‘controlled’ under medication. No one is without his or her predispositions towards certain sins to contend with in life. Because I have tendency towards being O/C, I know that I have to keep vigilant over when, where, and what will attract that nasty demon back into my life.

I have never taken meds for behavior issues and never will. Becoming saved does not mean a Christian doesn’t have to face trials and temptations. God expects His children to work out their salvation that He puts in. If I were to take a pill to curb my O/C behavior that’s connected to my blogging, I probably could continue to keep my blog accessible without a password, but if I did that, it would be another lost opportunity for my faith to grow. Then, when a real crises would come along, my behavior would be no different than an unsaved soul. My loyalty is to God and God’s will is that I be transformed by the renewing of my mind, that I may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God. The alternative is to be conformed to this world by thinking and behaving the way that typical humanity does (as opposed to what God says in His word).

Throughout my life I’ve had to overcome a variety of O/C, addictive, and codependent (i.e., sinful) behaviors. Some would last for years and often feel like a roller coaster ride of ups and downs. Ironically, whenever I’d go for ‘professional’ help, I’d end up with more problems instead of less to deal with. The last time I received counseling from a mental health professional was in January 2007. I foolishly attempted to seek help from a nearby psychologist after that, but received nothing but a bill for one hour of being told nothing useful. Since the one and only potentially helpful therapist I’ve ever encountered  (a Christian psychologist who didn’t charge me anything for the 2-3 hours of his time we spoke) was too far away from me, his advice to me was to stop trying to find a counselor and instead make a serious attempt at being my own therapist by using a personal journal. The kind he probably had in mind was one like a notebook you’d keep at your bedside or in a desk drawer. It wasn’t until a year later that the idea to have one online as a blog hit me.

In the fall of 2009, I began noticing the severity of O/C behavior creeping into my blogging. After praying for wisdom to know how to begin to deal with this new dilemma, the idea of switching my blog from public view to private view came along. I knew a change like that could mean sacrificing the potential for others to be blessed, but sometimes in life that’s what’s needed in order to achieve success. With certainty, if I don’t take care of myself, others will ultimately suffer the consequences too; even if I kept my blog easily accessible to the public at the cost of my private life falling apart because of becoming O/C with it being open for viewing to all.

How could I have known that turning my blog private would end my O/C behavior stemming from it? I didn’t; nor could I have unless I at least tried it for awhile and observed what the consequences would be. I acted in faith by shutting the way into the blog. I know it’s possible for some to still find a way in regardless of the password page, but that’s irrelevant to the issue I must deal with. The main point is I accomplished a baby step in the right direction. I learned a new and vital piece of information I can probably make use of later.

I don’t know what God’s will is for me in the future; whether or not I even have a blog anymore. I don’t doubt many might like to interpret this situation with their opinions on the matter, but that’s not my business. My business is to live by the Spirit of God; not the flesh.

As said in Wikipedia, “In recent times, ’sabbatical’ has come to mean any extended absence in the career of an individual in order to achieve something.” I’m living to continually achieve higher goals and sometimes it may be necessary for me to take an extended absence from my ‘career’ (i.e., occupation; as in an activity that occupies a person’s attention).

To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven. – Ecclesiastes 3:1

All for the glory of God,

Sheila Faith Schoonmaker

¹The reason O/C qualifies as a sin is simply because it is a behavior that goes against God’s will. In 2 Corinthians 10:5 of the King James Version of the bible we see, “…and bringing into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ;” O/C behavior cannot exist if every thought is captive to the obedience of Christ.

Imagination to the Rescue!

  • Posted on November 21, 2009

It was an accident baking to happen…

Yesterday, I ‘accidentally’ left out one cup of flour when following a recipe for chocolate chip cookies. An alteration I normally engage in is to use half as much butter by replacing it with Gold Label Virgin Coconut Oil. The end result to that batch of cookies looked something like this:

The second batch of chocolate chip cookies I baked turned out so yummy that there were none left over to photograph!¹ They differed from the above in that enough flour was included and the chips were chunks of chocolate rather than miniature kisses.

After having slept, an idea came to me in the morning on this first day of rifle deer hunting. It was to bake a basic yellow cake (with less sugar) and slice each half in half. The ’super-soft accident’ cookies would make ideal fillings for the layers! The perfect frosting to cover this surprising cake is chocolate cream cheese coffee liquor flavored frosting!² I made sure I grabbed the camera quickly enough to get a shot of the cake before it’s all gone:

In my freezer, there is Rocky Road ice cream. That would compliment this sweet chipper perfectly …marshmallow swirled chocolate ice cream filled with chocolate covered peanuts! Happy Holidays — here we come!

¹Half a dozen males and a couple of females started devouring them; the rest of that batch was left as a gift for the couple who hosted me and my husband for a mushroom soup/cheese quiche dinner.

²The frosting is kept mild on the chocolate flavor by using a minimal amount of cocoa powder, which then gets mixed in with confectioners sugar, whipped cream cheese, some butter and coconut oil that’s moistened with coffee liquor!

Time Does Tell

  • Posted on July 14, 2009

Maybe it’s a good thing there isn’t anyone trying to get to know me? It’s not that I have something to hide or that I don’t like who I am. I cannot image how much effort and time it would take for another human being to remotely comprehend (not assume to know) even a portion of my characteristics (if it would even be possible).

Why must I say what I’m about to say today? Because early this morning another revelation occurred to me. In my last post, I said blogging (for me) can be a viciously destructive cycle. I wouldn’t be surprised if after what I say next causes most to view me as being fickle. I’ve learned to expect that from those with less comprehension.

So, if blogging can be self-destructive for me, then why am I writing again? Well, for starters, who else is there to tell me how therapeutic my journal continues to be even when I’m not posting? I confess that does sound arrogant to say such a thing. After all, why say it if you already know it? Because I forget, especially if it’s something positive about myself! Think about it. How could anyone remind me of something so important when no one else even knows?

If it wasn’t for my habit of logging in to my blog to check for messages from those contacting me and my curiosity over seeing what others are curious about that I wrote, I wouldn’t get sucked into reading my posts. As I view what draws the attention of others, I then end up examining my posts for possible needs of updates and/or edits. Once that happens, my own words usually penetrate back to me when I need them the most. I wonder how often that same thing happens to others?

Maybe what I need is more faith in God? It can get hard for me to discern how close self-pity is below the surface, but just because it can be there doesn’t mean it always is.

I’m not sure how my own information I put together can cause me to think so much when I already had to have done a lot of thinking in order to write it in the first place.

All I can guess is that emotions are to blame.

Even though emotions need to be closely monitored and are not always constructive, they do serve a purpose. It’s my theory that because emotions are fickle and emotions fuel writing most of the time, my blogging style can end up being perceived as periodic fickle behavior.  Blogging (at least speaking for myself) isn’t much unlike the weather. The weather basically isn’t very predictable, but just because it isn’t doesn’t mean that it’s unfaithful, disloyal, deceitful, untrue, or betraying.

How ironic it is that I published my last post as an attempt to help protect myself from self-pity/depression, only to discover such negative attitudes have infinite ways to attack and it was my own blog which pulled me out from my recent mire of despondency.

Time does tell what works.

Two Short!

  • Posted on April 23, 2009

What?! How dare they only make eight seasons of Monk! Monk fans should be in a rage! In tribute to Monk, there should be ten seasons! If you can’t figure out why, then you must not be a Monk fan.

After a stressful day of shopping yesterday,¹ I had to relax my nervous system. Before bedtime last night, I pulled out one of my DVDs of Monk from season five. This morning, as my husband happened to be flipping through the channels, Monk was on. That did it. I had to watch that episode. I didn’t realize how long I’d been keeping myself away from watching Monk. I’m not a DVD collector, but I do have a certain select few hidden away for emergency viewing. Monk is the only one I make sure to have in its entirety.

Most people probably tire of watching Monk, if they even like the show at all. It’s not for everyone and it’s not anything spectacularly brilliant either. However, there is something about Adrian Monk that pulled on my heart strings from the first time his character caught my eye. Now that years have passed since then, I realize what it is about him that affects me so deeply. There are many aspects of his life that reflect mine.

Monk is known best as being an obsessive-compulsive detective. What few realize is how well his character portrays an Asperger syndrome person. OCD isn’t something that right from birth strongly interferes with functioning in life. The potential for it to become severe exists. Stressful events magnify OCD behavior. The sudden and horrible death of Monk’s beloved wife, Trudy, was such an example.

It’s funny how something like shopping triggers a craving in me to watch Monk. It acts like my emotional barometer. The more my nervous system gets taxed, the more soothing Monk is. I refer to the characters on that show as being like my extended family. I don’t have an extended family anymore, so it’s possible I’ve unconsciously developed an attachment to the fictitious relationships portrayed between Adrian Monk, Natalie Teeger, Captain Leland Stottlemeyer, Lieutenant Randall Disher, Ambrose Monk, and Monk’s half-brother Jack Jr.

Full (commercialized) episodes can be viewed on usa network’s website devoted to some Monk episodes. Here are some YouTube videos of Monk for those besides me who love Monk:²

Monk – You Had Me From Hello

Anytime You Need A Friend You Can Count On Me

Monk Under Pressure

Mr Monk – Maybe I’m Amazed

Monk: Born To Be Wild

Mr. Monk and the Kid

Monk Falls in Love – Dancing

Monk Is Dreaming With A Broken Heart

I Wanna Love Somebody

The Real Monkish Hero

That’s a wrap, folks!

¹I only do multi-bag shopping once a month. Once a week single bag shopping done locally isn’t anywhere near as stressful.

²Since I can only embed seven Monk YouTube videos here, I included links to the three other videos I was unable to include here. That way I could devote ten videos to Monk, even though only eight seasons will exist.

It is true…

  • Posted on March 29, 2009

It is likely true that I do write a drab one-dimensional blog according to most readers. Lately, I’ve been re-evaluating a lot of things. My blog is one of them, especially since April is soon here and it is Autism Awareness month. If readers think reading a drab one-dimensional blog is boring, they have no idea what living up to their expectations is like! I’m not the only one who has felt this way. Brett Miller’s blog, 29 Marbles, was laid to rest for the same reason. His new blog Theoria cum Praxi is a multi-faceted one which probably interests people a lot more.

Both bloggers and readers of blogs need to keep motives in mind. Most people know that bloggers write to share their thoughts, but not all bloggers write to win popularity awards. I once said that my blog is primarily for me and not for my readers. I know that sounds selfish of me, but is it really? Isn’t it true that if we take healthy care of our being (after all, that is what adulthood is), we increase our potential to be of greater worth in this world? Look at it from the oppose end. Decaying people have less to offer than those who are healthy.

If I stifle myself by living to be a pleasure for mankind rather than God, I begin to decay. If I follow God’s will, I rejuvenate my soul even though my body ages. God does not evaluate the worth of people by the same measure that the world does. In fact, He does warn His children that the world cannot truly appreciate those who they cannot understand. To be appreciated means being accepted and liked just the way you are (not the way someone else thinks you should be).¹ Since God’s ways are not man’s ways, its only logical that His children will not measure up to the world’s standards.

As in the time of Noah, when God flooded the world, we’re now drowning in the flood of entertainment created by mankind. Its no wonder the entertainment industry makes more money than humans need. Money is actually the best punishment for greedy people, because the more they get, the less they can appreciate what they have (or more like what has them).

Entertainment, per se, is not bad. Its the lust for it that is destructive. Words like ‘boring’ and/or ‘drab’ are opinions and opinions are relative. Truth is absolute. Its utter foolishness to allow feelings to dictate what reality is. Humanistic thinking blindly feeds off this irrational idea. When one becomes his or her own god, he or she understandably cannot see objectively. That’s the most fatal condition one can be in.

Its okay to have opinions about what other people say or do, but it is not okay to think that they should conform to your expectations. I even battle with my own expectations. I know I’ve paid too much attention to self-examining such things when it results in exhaustion. As soon as I let that go and surrender to simply being in God’s will for the present moment I happen to be in, peace and rest immediately flow in.

What’s my post’s point here? When you come to this blog, don’t come with expectations.² I don’t even know what to expect. That’s what happens when you don’t live for your self. We are all a work in progress as we live in this world. The question is, “Is it self-destructive or self-constructive?” Don’t trust your self (or the ‘experts’) for the answer, because nothing created can know such things. Only our Creator, who made all things out of nothing, has the truth. Go to the Bible. God’s word is the root of all life. He is love in the purest form.

Want to fork off this path onto a lighter note? Read my Sunrise Surprise written earlier today.

¹Appreciating others does not necessarily mean that you’d like to have their company and/or befriend them. Its a foolish assumption to think hatred is the motive if, and/or when, someone avoids another and/or doesn’t accept his or her lifestyle. A person is a noun. His lifestyle is a verb. Every human being should be appreciated, but no one should be obligated to appreciate the way another person lives his life. You can like someone while disliking what he does. For example: Take a cook who creates food not agreeable with your stomach. You don’t have to eat his meal, but you can like him. Sometimes though, you’ve got to stay out of the blog’in kitchen if the smell will stick to your hair and continue to nauseate you later.

²Expectations are the soil from which judgments grow. Who, having a sound mind, believes he should live his life according to another person’s opinion? For example, its no skin off my nose if someone doesn’t want to go to the Bible for answers; nor is it if someone doesn’t enjoy my blog. However, it is skin off my nose if I do not remain loyal to who I am in Christ and faithful to the one who ultimately gave me life.

Breaking Up

  • Posted on March 26, 2009

You should see what happens when an Aspie takes a minute break from doing a gazzillion things! I break up by getting goofy. Don’t believe me? If you’re curious, you can take a look at what I’ve now done during my time out for a cup of coffee.


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