Gay people adopting

It has recently come to my attention that there are many Christians who are against gay marriage and gay people adopting children. I have been thinking this over for some time now and have decided my opinion on the matter. I do not agree with gay marriage. I think marriage is for a man and woman. And honestly that is just a biological reality. But I am not going to stop a gay couple from doing whatever it is they do. Even though I disagree with their marriage I would NEVER disagree with any honest couples pursuit of adoption. Many children need homes and families. If you want to tell me that gay people should not adopt that is fine but I will then expect you to step up and adopt. You can't say that a child should not have a home because the parents don't believe or live as you do! If it is truly bothering you then you should be adopting and encouraging other Christian families to adopt. There are approximately 143,000,000 orphans in the world and there are approximately 2,000,000,000 Christians in the world. If you are a Christian who believes in adoption those numbers should not make sense. There are far more Christians than orphans! Then why are there still orphans?! After all, Christians believe what the Bible says and the Bible says to care for the fatherless over and over again! Psalms ten eighteen is just one verse and it says: 
To do justice to the fatherless and the oppressed, That the man of the earth may oppress no more. 
But please do not mistake what I am saying. I am not saying that every person or even every Christian is supposed to adopt! We are called to take care of the orphans. God may call some people to take care of them in ways besides adoption! Maybe financially or just making friends with an orphan. But others can be called to adoption. And with 2 billion Christians every body should have their job.
Basically I am saying; Do not ask someone to step down from doing something good unless you are willing to step up and do that good thing yourself.
As a side note this should show that there is no clear answer to some problems. There are too many grey areas to try and box up a situation like this. Ahem. I will call it a story with far more than two sides.
And these are my thoughts! :)
The Thriving Cowgirl

Writing: Emma

I am starting a story. I don't know how it will end but this is how it is starting. It is still a rough draft. I just want to know if this is something you find intriguing. Something you would want to read the whole of. Here it is:
     It was cold and dark outside on this particular winter afternoon. The winds were sneaking under Emma’s scarf and blanket, chilling her to the bone, as she ran to the barn, blind with fear as to what she’d find. Just moments before her dash outside she had heard a scream coming from the barn. She got there and her dad was already there, standing stiff and pale looking into one of the horse stalls. Emma was afraid something had happened to one of the horses. Emma thought he looked like he had seen a ghost. She walked closer to him. Her fear quickly turned to worry when he waved her out of the way as she drew nearer. Neither he nor she had said a word but she knew she needed to stay away. She backed up not sure what to think. She could not gather her thoughts. She sat down. Her dad pulled out his cell phone and started to call 911. Emma’s fears soon turned from toughts of the well being of her horses to the well being of her family. She sat there against a stall door shaking. She soon realized the only one in the barn with her, as far as she knew, was her father. She jumped up and dashed out of the barn at back to the house. She ran upstairs to her sisters’ bed room. Little Grace was fast asleep in her bed. This gave Emma some relief. But then she realized she did not know where her mother was. She ran to her mother’s bed room down the hall. She looked in and no one was there. Her heart started racing. She ran to the bathroom and then back down stairs to the kitchen and the living room. Still nothing. She sat down on the middle of the living room floor and cried. Up until this moment she had kept her wits about her. Even though she did not know what had happened she knew it was bad. She heard the ambulance drive up now. She could not make herself move yet. She just waited and cried. The tears streamed down her face like they never had before. She thought about what she saw in the barn. She now understood her dads’ stiff look. It scared her. It scared her not knowing what was going on but venturing out and finding out the truth was too much for her to even think about at the moment, non the less attempt. As all these thoughts were running through her mind and the tears running down her cheek her dad ran in through the back door. He called for Emma franticly but softly, so as not to wake Grace. Emma tried to clear her throat as best as she could but her yes came out quiet and cracked. Her dad came into the living room helped Emma stand up and hugged her with a firm encouraging embrace. He turned her to face him and looked her in the eye and said. . .


Please get past the cliché introduction and tell me what you think about the rest.
The Thriving Cowgirl

Martha Stewart sisters

My two little sisters are really going all out this Christmas. I have spent a total of 21 hours helping Abbster make and package all her Christmas goodies for her friends and family. She picked everything out, even the recipes, but needed some help in the kitchen part. After all she is only 11. But she made all sorts of fancy stuff! All of her recipes were off the Pioneer Woman website. We use recipes off of there all the time! Yumm! Kay has decorated glass ornaments with rub on stickers. They are beautiful! And what did I do for my friends? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. I am broke. So I got gifts for my family but that is it. Loser friend right?
Oh well.
My friends can just get over it!
To be clear I am quoting my friend Mad! lol!
I used her own words against her! haha!
And that is the end of my loser friendliness.

Hopefully.

The Thriving Cowgirl

Big E's acting skills - A star is born!

For those of you who don't know, Big E is my sixteen month old little brother. He thinks he is much older than he really is. His three siblings in between he and I, Mutt, Abbster, and Kay have a school play with their home school co-op. Big E has been at all the rehearsals and seems to have learned everyones parts. It is an American history play so when the American Indians do there part Big E makes the Indian noises with them. When the seen comes on where the Revolutionary war begins Big E walks out with a gun, fires it and then falls to the ground dead. When the Eskimo is jumping on the trampoline (we do not have enough people or a caribou hide to throw her up. so she jumps) Big E climbs on and tries to jump too. He is an amazing actor. I see a future star! But tomorrow when they do the play it is going to be very hard to keep him off the stage. He really thinks he is in the play. He walks around with a script. He might think he is the producer and he is not doing everyones parts for his own enjoyment but to show them how it is done right. That would explain why he will come out on stage and hands people the right hats and wigs he thinks they should wear. Just a theory! I could not, for the life of me, tell you what is going through that mischievous mind of his! :)
The Thriving Cowgirl

Radioactive Mother

My mother is no longer radioactive. Yes that may very well be an odd way to start a blog post but it is something my family is very grateful about. ;) She went to have a stress test done on Monday and they inject a radioactive dye so they could watch her heart. The only problem was she could not touch anyone, especially the little ones, until it had gone away. Twenty-four hours! She could not hold the baby! It was really sad. :( But we poked fun at her anyway! :) Aren't we just the sweetest kids! Chernobyl woman is what we called her. :) It was a very fitting nickname! And really, how often do you get to call someone Chernobyl woman? I just could not pass up that opportunity. So that is why my mother was, but is no longer, radioactive.
The Thriving Cowgirl

Christmas Shopping and such!

Today a few friends and I went to the mall together. Oh how I loath the mall on weekends! But It was for a friend's birthday and I really did have a blast! But had they not been there it would have been just as bad as sticking hot pokers in my eye! We did all sorts of fun things!

We tried on the ugliest outfits we could find. I just hope the pictures of them do not end up on facebook! They were all awful. Let me give you a description of just one of them. Camo leggings-jean-sweat pants things, paired with a red satin like halter top with a plastic gold chain tying it in the back, and of course it had to have a neon purple hello kitty sweat shirt. Scary!!!! 

Then we shopped around for prom dresses, and accessories. 

We spent a bunch of time in William Sonoma drooling over the cooking and baking items. 

WARNING to all future shoppers at William Sonoma. If you buy something from there please wash it before using it to cook. 

We may have drooled on it.

It that strange to say?

Anyway the mall was packed with people! There were people everywhere! What on earth were they thinking going to the mall on the weekend in December! Don't they know there will be a million people doing their Christmas shopping? Oh! If Only I knew what was going through their minds!

And now that I think about it! The nerve of them to even be at the mall on my friends birthday weekend! Who do they think they are anyway! What is America coming to?

I gave my friend the Pioneer Woman cookbook! And after looking through it I will soon be emailing her for recipes. I thought about keeping it and for her birthday present I would allow her to look at it! But after some weighing the situation I decided she was worth it. She could have to cookbook! hehe! Just kidding of course! :)

She is a good friend. I will probably blog about her more so I will have to giver her a blog name. Big E. . . no the baby already took that one. hmmm. My dearest H. I think that is fitting. So Tuesday is My Dearest H's official birthday! Happy Birthday to My Dearest H!

We also went to Starbucks. And I have noticed I am quite the coffee addict. I have a problem. Once I realized I was saving my money for a frothing machine to make lattes I knew I had a problem. And what am I going to do about this problem you ask?

FEED IT!

What else?

I want to get this coffee recipe book! Then I could make all sorts of new and exciting coffee drinks! Coffee is a wonderful thing! You can do anything with it! It is so versatile! You can do so much to it! And it will keep ya goin'! What more could you ask of a drink. Okay my expansive blogging about coffee has come to an end.
For now.


In fact I think my blogging is done for now. I will try to write more soon!
The Thriving Cowgirl

Call of Duty

I know there are plenty of people that will disagree with me on this but it needs to be said. Video games about war are the most disrespectful thing on the face of this earth. Since Call of Duty has become big I have been pondering this matter. Any game that makes war look easy or fun is just plain disrespectful. The slogan is "There is a soldier in all of us." ??? I am having trouble understanding this. Soldiers are brave, courages men and women who risk their lives daily so we will have our freedom and be safe! When you play the video game you are sitting on the couch with a controller in your hand. I guess it is easy to be a soldier when there is no bravery involved. I think these games are a disgrace to the real Military men and women. Actually, maybe it is not so much the games. I can tolerate the games themselves. I don't agree with them but I would not make a blog post about them. It is the slogan that kills me! I regress, sitting on the couch does not make you a soldier. Period.

The Thriving Cowgirl

TEDxNextGenerationAsheville - Birke Baehr - "What's Wrong With Our Food ...

I love this kid! He is only eleven! I had no idea about any of this until a couple of years ago! He knows his stuff! A must see!

The Thriving Cowgirl

A very uneventful day after thanksgiving

I keep blogging today because there is not much else to do. This morning I wanted to get up early and drink a cup of coffee on the porch in the peace and quite. And watch the deer venture into the yard. Only the bravest of them do such things at this time of the year. But when I woke up the boys were already awake. So! You know what they say, If you can't beat 'em join 'em. So I joined with the girls and I went back to bed. Then when I did wake up I did nothing. I just finished watching Airplane II: The Sequel with Mom. "Is funny how irony can be so ironic at times." haha! Love it! Anyway. To say the least today has been a very uneventful day so far. In fact this post is very uneventful. If you are reading this I suggest you stop now. You are just wasting your time! hehe! Maybe I will have something interesting to write later on.
The Thriving Cowgirl

Yesterday

Yesterday I found a cow. Not just any cow but a Belted Galloway! Not just and Belted Galloway but a heard of them! And not just any heard but a heard with a owner who is willing to let me show them! How awesome is that! It has been a year since I last showed. Even if I do show with him we probably will not go to a show until next fall. Who knows though. We will see! Very exciting! I can not wait!!! :)
The Thriving Cowgirl

Rural Boys at 13

There is something about when a boy that was raised in the south and and in the country turns 13. They suddenly go from having a healthy level of interest in John Deere and the civil war to an insane level of obsession! But it seems to only last a year thankfully. Then it goes back down to a normal level. Every thirteen year old boy I know now wants a rebel flag on everything he owns, a gun to shot everything in sight, camo everything (including duct tape), and has more John Deere t-shirts than the tractor supply! I moved out to the country when I was thirteen so I did not know many local boys. But the few I knew were the same way. So this brings to question. . . What happens to city boys at thirteen? Maybe they become obsessed with sports! Oh! And another good question! What was I obsessed with at 13? Easy answer. Cows. I had just started showing cows! The beginning of my immersion into country life! hehe!
The Thriving Cowgirl

Black Friday

Why do they place such an evil day right after a day of thanks? Thursday is all about giving and being thankful and then Friday is all about selfishness and fulfilling desires of earthly possessions. Unless I ever have a need for something that I could not afford without the black Friday discounts I think I will always stay home on black Friday. It is an evil, evil day. That is all I have to say about black Friday.
The Thriving Cowgirl

My Beard

I thought I would share one of my all time favorite poems with y'all. Here it goes.

My Beard
My beard grows to my toes,
I never wears no clothes,
I wrap my hair
Around my bare,
And down the road I goes.

From Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein
Classic. What more can I say?
The Thriving Cowgirl

Happy Thanksgiving!

Happy Thanksgiving everyone! I will not have internet access tomorrow so I am giving my Happy Thanksgivings a day early. We are headed out to my Grandma's tonight! I can not wait! I wish our whole family would get together for thanksgiving but Grandma does not like that. So it is just my family of 7 and her. Some of my cousins might drop in! Might is a loosely used term. I am so excited for all the food! I love cooking for Thanksgiving! I have so much to be thankful for! I have amazing family and friends! What more could I need? What would I do without all y'all?!?!

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

The Thriving Cowgirl

Cowboy boots equals outside

So my youngest brother is fifteen months old. He is really small for his age. In fact he is only just now 21 pounds. We call him Big E. Of course that is not his real name, but it is quite the ironic nickname don't you think? He loves to be outside! Always, anytime, rain, snow, cold, hot, morning, night, whatever, and whenever! As soon as he finishes breakfast every morning he heads for the back door and starts banging on it for someone to take him outside! It is so cute! Well his new trick is to go get my cowboy boots and bring them too me. Then he points to or hits my feet until I put them on. Once I start to put them on he runs to the door and starts banging on it. Of course by then I have shoes on and he has my attention. Then I have no good reason to say no. So he wins. Every time. He is a schemer! It is always the little ones!
The moral of this story: Hide your cowboy boots.
The Thriving Cowgirl

Thanksgiving break

I am on school break. Fun! Well. It is sorta, kinda, boring. Although being bored now and again can be fun! I got all crafty and creative! I took three of the kids outside and we each painted a piece of wood! Why did we paint a piece of wood, you may ask? I don't rightly know. But why not? They came out wonderful! Whenever I get batteries for my camera I will try to remember to take pics of beautiful artwork and I will upload them. Crafty things can be fun but very stressful with a group of children. But in the end I think they all had fun! I think I will continue enjoying my boredom now. Maybe I will bake something? Who knows! The possibilities are endless! I might go for another walk! Todays weather is just beautiful! Wow this post is getting quite random, is it not? I guess there is no better note to end a post on!
See ya!
The Thriving Cowgirl

The reason for blogging

Many people blog for many reasons. Each one as good as another. I blog to follow my life! Make sense? Yea. I guess not. I guess I am just blogging to keep track of the happenings in my life and my thoughts as these years go by. I throughly enjoy writing so why not start a blog? This blog is really for me but hopefully you will find some enjoyment in reading it! I do lead an interesting life! I am the oldest of five children! Yes that is right, 5. And I love them all! They are the best and strangest siblings anyone could ask for! If you are shocked or appalled at that number you should see some of the families we hang out with! We are almost a small family! :) On top of that we are all homeschooled! And we moved out to the country three years ago. We live on a small "farm". Farm is in quotes because we actually have no animals. Just lots of land with lots of fruit and nut trees but we don't really know what to do with them. Green acres much? yes. I used to show cows. I hope to start doing that again soon. And I used to ride horses. I do not have enough time for that these days. I trail ride occasionally with friends. I love music. Country mostly. I play keyboard and I hope to learn to play guitar this year. I kinda sorta play guitar. I know about three chords. So I plan on expanding my guitar skills this year. I have the greatest friends in the world! Yep thats right! I hope you know some of them because they are awesome! So that is me in a nutshell!
The Thriving Cowgirl

My Mother is a Murderer

I know this may shock many readers. Please do not let young children read this post. This is some R rated stuff.


Have the children left yet?


Okay.

I found out today that my mother is a murderer. I am just as shocked as you are! I had no idea! We were driving down the highway (we headed to the city for a doctors appointment) when out of nowhere the poor helpless little creature decides to dash across a four lane highway. With no regard to the young creatures life my mother crushes it under the tire. She murdered it! I do not believe she felt any sense of remorse either! That poor, innocent, soda can will never see its mother again.
The Thriving Cowgirl