The misAdventures of a Girl Geek

Slander in the Name of Jesus

noreply@blogger.com (Christy) — Mon, 22 Sep 2008 07:02:00 +0000

I cannot WAIT for this election to be over. Every day, I receive forwarded emails from Christians that contain slander and gossip about Obama. Sometimes, I click on links contained or actually READ and check the "facts" contained in these emails and I'm amazed that this garbage is actually being PASSED AROUND by Christians through the church...and all "in the name of Jesus."

Jesus did not waste even one moment of his time discussing the politics of His day. He fed the poor and invited the "sinners" over for dinner so He could build relationships with them.

I challenge all Christians to at least READ and verify the facts in the political emails you forward to your Christian email ring.

Wii Tennis Champion of the World

noreply@blogger.com (Christy) — Wed, 06 Aug 2008 14:23:00 +0000

Recently, Keith purchased a Nintendo Wii console. The Wii was packaged with a sports game that included the game of tennis. We both found it very fun to play and found it was very accurate with swings etc. Of course, it shortly became a competition to the death. : )

We argued frequently 'who was better,' until Keith had a fabulous idea. He sat down on the couch with a pen and paper and wrote out a contract. Yep - he decided that he would prove he was the master tennis player once and for all. His contract stated that the first person to win 100 games would be proclaimed the Wii Tennis Champion of the World and the loser must call the winner that title at least two times a day for the rest of his/her life. He gloated as he wrote the contract and gave me the pen to sign my signature. I signed my name.

Just last night, the Wii Tennis Champion of the World was proclaimed. My friend, Josh writes it best:

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Here Ye! Here Ye!

I hereby declare on this day, August the fifth in the year of our Lord 2008 let it be known that on the glorious digital landscapes of the ferocious battlefield of Wii Tennis, Christy has been found privy to a swift and decisive victory over Keith. No mercy to be had, no solace, and no pride left to call his own, Keith has succumbed to the superior wii-waggling abilities of an insidious foe and has found himself weighed, measured, and wanting. Today truly is a day that shall live in infamy. All hail Christy! Let these halls ring out with the tales of her unerring conquest and pray mercy on any soul who dare oppose her!

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So - all of you who know Keith - please txt, call, email him and ask him ....WHO IS THE WII TENNIS CHAMPION OF THE WORLD! : )

I'm still alive

noreply@blogger.com (Christy) — Tue, 29 Jul 2008 13:57:00 +0000

Ok so - it appears I've taken the summer off from blogging. I bet I've lost all my stalkers now....bummer. I've been working 24/7 on this product we've been working on for the past year. It's almost ready to launch and it's way exciting.

I need bloggers that would be willing to blog about our new product (it's a CMS geared toward churches) when it's ready. I'll fill you in more when I have a site to lead you to.

25 years later

noreply@blogger.com (Christy) — Thu, 08 May 2008 17:16:00 +0000

If you knew me as a teenager, you would surely remember my obsession with Van Halen...specifically Eddie. My walls were completely covered with his images and my friends and I would hover around the television waiting for VH videos to come on memorizing every word of their songs so we could sing along with them.

How many times I pretended to be a rockstar myself. ; )

Last night was magical. I can't explain what it was like to see them on the stage again. Where has the time gone?! Short hair and in their 50's - amazing. It brought tears to my eyes to watch it. It was truly an incredible night. Thank you, Keith. xo

Van Halen Babbbyyyyy

noreply@blogger.com (Christy) — Thu, 01 May 2008 03:33:00 +0000

Much to my mother's chagrin, I was obsessed with Van Halen in the 80's.....I fantasized about meeting Eddie Van Halen and his photos covered my walls. (who knew how well he would age *scoff*)

Regardless, I never got to see them in concert while they were together and always regretted it. UNTIL NOW. Keith, my amazing manly man, got us tickets to see them on Wednesday. I am so pumped and have been singing 1984 songs all day since I found out.

Yeah! Now....I must rid myself of this horrid cold quickly so my groupie voice can be everything you and I know it can be.

Blog Facelift

noreply@blogger.com (Christy) — Tue, 29 Apr 2008 20:11:00 +0000

Spring time is the best time to get a new look - don't ya think? It's dark and mysterious....muhahahahahaha

Sick of being Sick

noreply@blogger.com (Christy) — Mon, 28 Apr 2008 17:59:00 +0000

I've got some really mean germs havin' a big ol' party inside my body. I've been so sick this week at times I've felt I may die. I really hate being sick when it's so nice outside. You know what I mean - you are lying in your bed with tissues all around your head and the sun peeks in your window to make you feel even worse. You lie there and listen to the sounds of spring and envy the folks out there enjoying it.

Sucks to be sick. Sucks more to be sick in the beautiful spring weather.

Done whining now.

Mommy Nuggets

noreply@blogger.com (Christy) — Wed, 23 Apr 2008 18:51:00 +0000

I often give my kiddos lil' tidbits of knowledge to help them through life that I call MOMMY NUGGETS. They usually just roll their eyes - but i thought I'd post some incase I get hit by a truck they can look back and remember. Feel free to comment and add your own nugget.

Laugh til you cry and it'll make everything better
Unconditional love is the most powerful thing on earth
Never stop learning
There's nothing you can't do if you want it badly enough
Racism is merely ignorance and fear
Differences make the world an interesting place to live
Don't park next to vans
Humor keeps you young
Integrity = Success
Never walk barefoot in hotel rooms
Don't get into the habit of writing letters to prisoners
Don't have sex
Pedicures are medicine for the soul
Everything good in life takes hard work or everyone would have it
The best revenge is a good life lived
Seek God and you will find Him
One of the rudest things - LITTERING
Honor me with a MOM tattoo
If you put me in a home, I'll for sure get double d's whatever age I am and will send photos of them to all your friends
A good relationship requires vulnerability
It WILL make you blind
Most rapists chose victims based on unlocked doors and garage doors left opened
Hover.
Never be totally dependent on another person
Don't underestimate social perception
Research. Study. Empower Yourself.

MelaMIRACLE!

noreply@blogger.com (Christy) — Fri, 07 Mar 2008 05:48:00 +0000

Unfortunately, I was born with psoriasis. It has plagued me all of my life - living in my bloodstream and migrating over parts of my body. Basically, it invades a part of my body and stays there for years - clears up and finds another part of my body to aggravate.

I've had it behind my ears, on my elbows, in my belly button, tailbone, ankle etc. However, several years ago it found the most AGGRAVATING place it could possibly be - the INSIDE of my ears. It causes the most incredible itching you could imagine, then dry flaky skin and eventually sores from scratching. I cannot tell you how having this plague my ear canals has drivin me absolutely MAD.

Over the years, I've tried every lotion, cream, soak etc. you could imagine. Finally something has given me back my sanity. Last weekend, my parents gave me a small bottle of something called melaluca oil. They said they have heard this stuff can heal anything. I immediately put some in my ears and dear lord - it stung like hell itself. It stung so bad I had to flush it from my ears, but as the hour continued I could feel my ears healing. I could HEAR better.

Despite the intense sting, I took the bottle home. By the time I got home, my ears felt so much better I put more in...and it didn't sting nearly as bad. It is now Thursday - only a few days since I first started using this miracle oil and my ears are nearly normal. I haven't scratched at all and have even, for the first time in years, forgotten for hours at a time there was anything wrong with my ears.

THIS STUFF IS MIRACULOUS and I recommend anyone who is plagued with psoriasis to try it.

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UPDATE: Unfortunately, I spoke too soon. I'll never again put this stuff in my ears. Last night, I swear it burned a layer of skin off of the insides of my ears and they are all swollen. Figures.

Sean Connery deserves a slapdown

noreply@blogger.com (Christy) — Sun, 24 Feb 2008 22:26:00 +0000

Sean Connery feels it's ok to slap women .....as long as it's warranted. What would warrant a slapdown? Listen and pass this link along to all the women you know. Women made this guy who he is today, yet he treats them as dogs? With all the domestic violence, I find it incredibly irresponsible for a man who has an open forum to the world to promote violence against women. I for one, will NEVER again pay money to see this man's movies.

out of the mouth of my babe.

noreply@blogger.com (Christy) — Tue, 19 Feb 2008 19:05:00 +0000

The other day, my daughter was stressing about something going on in her life. I tried to soothe her mind that everything will turn out ok if she just will put her trust in God. She looked at me and said something to the effect that she can't pray that prayer that says not my will but yours be done. ( I know - the apple don't fall far....)

I assured her it was ok to pray that prayer and that Jesus prayed that same prayer in the garden of Geseneme. She turned around with eyes as big as saucers and says, "YEAH AND LOOK WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM!!!"

My children keep me on my toes and CRACK ME UP.

My Valentine

noreply@blogger.com (Christy) — Thu, 31 Jan 2008 22:49:00 +0000

What better Valentine could a girl have than a chocolate vendor? My wonderful friend, Bernie, agreed to be my Valentine this year. Bernie owns a chocolate company called the Chocolate Octopus.

I have never in my life tasted chocolate like his. They make it home-ade fresh each day and these chocolate strawberries are like nothing you have ever tasted in your life. Since he agreed to be my Valentine, I thought I'd blog about his incredible lovefood. Chocolate truly is the food of love.

SO GO ORDER SOME FOR YOUR VALENTINE! Use the coupon code LOVEMUFFIN at checkout so he can see how much his Valentine loves him.

DodgeBall. Is it really a sport?

noreply@blogger.com (Christy) — Sat, 26 Jan 2008 04:04:00 +0000

Sunday, I'll be playing dodgeball to defend the church's championship. Yep - CHURCH DODGEBALL. I've been told the goal is to see how many Presbyterians we can peg in the face. I'm gonna try my hardest to leave the reddest skidmark on the face of the opposing pastor. Jesus will surely give me another gem in my crown.

The question is - should heckling the other team make me switch my bracelet since it IS a church event? I think it's allowed.

Let Freedom Ring

noreply@blogger.com (Christy) — Mon, 21 Jan 2008 03:25:00 +0000

When I think of Martin Luther King, one word comes to mind. COURAGE. His courage had no boundaries. He was willing to stand up and fight with wisdom instead of fists, no matter what the cost. He was a true leader and his courage unquestionably changed the face of this nation.

Today, I honor Dr. Martin Luther King.

Control Freak

noreply@blogger.com (Christy) — Mon, 07 Jan 2008 05:32:00 +0000

My name is Christy and I am a control freak.

I can ponder back on my life and see how difficult I've made certain areas of it by trying to control it. Because of my life experiences, I've learned not to trust anyone with my well being. You've heard the old expression, "If she wants something done right, she'll do it herself."

I've taken that expression to an extreme. If I'm truly honest with myself, it's because of one thing: FEAR. The one thing I've craved so desperately as an adult is PEACE. I'm led to this verse in the Bible...

"Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus."

I want this year to be different. I am going to make a conscious effort to allow God to point my direction. Instead of thinking out the various directions and choosing one that I feel best suits the situation and force everyone in that direction....I'm going to sit back and wait awhile....and try very hard to trust.

I'm going to stop running from the lion.

Annual Reflections

noreply@blogger.com (Christy) — Sat, 22 Dec 2007 06:34:00 +0000

It's time for me to ponder the previous year and think about how I've grown. It's been another rough year, and it's gone far differently than I had imagined it would....but I've grown. I guess that's good. ; )

2007. Love life - non-existent. Motherhood ...was probably the most challenging thus far. Professionally - probably the best so far. I feel I've produced the best work of my career this year. Spiritually - I think I've moved closer to where I need to be. Healing old wounds - work in progress.

Overall, not a year I'd like to repeat but I feel I've grown as a woman. Hopefully 2008 holds good things for me and my children. I trust God to be with me regardless.

Beauty.

noreply@blogger.com (Christy) — Wed, 12 Dec 2007 04:24:00 +0000

I've decided to make a conscious effort to take the time each day to admire beauty. I'm so busy. I'm too busy. For my health and to enjoy my life, I am going to ponder things that I find beautiful. I think we Americans somehow lose this ability while we're chasing our dreams.

The first beautiful post is dedicated to those that I feel really SEE beauty. Find a three year old and follow him/her around one day - it won't be long until beauty is discovered. A three year old stops dead in their tracks to watch a caterpillar crawl into a hiding place. Their innocence is truly beautiful. They see everything in a different light - before they are corrupted by ....life.

Go find a bunny or something and admire it's beauty this week.

Argus Tattoo Parlor Apologizes

noreply@blogger.com (Christy) — Thu, 06 Dec 2007 18:25:00 +0000

Apparently the owner of Argus Tattoos realized he had employed a meenie butt and wrote me the following email in response to my recent experience at Argus. I commend the owner for taking the time to write this apology and go on record saying the owner obviously does not come from the same school of Public Relations as the piercer in his facility. I only hope he had a little 'sit-down' with his employee and explained to him how much negative publicity can come from one unhappy little girl.

Hi Christy,

I wish that I was writing under different circumstances. I am the owner of Argus Tattoos. I am just now getting wind of your recent nightmare experience with our piercer. Great experiences and happy customers are core values that Argus was founded on. I'm very upset to hear about the lack of professionalism and the disrespect that you had to endure. Not to mention that you were belittled in front of your daughter. For this I'm truly sorry. I think you have handled this way better then I would of.

From my 18 yrs in the tattoo industry, I've learned that customers often come in the door anxious and nervous about getting tattooed/pierced, thus part of our job is to provide a relaxed environment where customers can enjoy their experience with us. I don't understand why Cary felt justified in his actions. It was extremely poor judgment on his part and not the way I do business. I couldn't even begin, nor would want to, try to justify it. Cary, as an independent contractor and as a part time piercer in the studio with 5 tattoo artists also had no right to suggest it was his studio and could kick out a customer or treat one with such a lack of respect. We value our customers greatly and it is unfortunate that was the representation you were 'greeted' with upon visiting the studio.

Over the preceding months, I have had extenuating family circumstances that have resulted in me being away from the studio much of the time and in return have had personnel issues arise due to my absence. As a result, Argus has undergone/ is undergoing a restructuring in its crew. I won't tolerate my customers being treated unprofessionally.

I would like the opportunity to discuss your experience with you further. I'm not sure if there is a way I can make this situation right with you, but at least I can offer an apology on behalf of myself and Argus.

Regards,

Don Colling

Day One AGAIN

noreply@blogger.com (Christy) — Sat, 01 Dec 2007 16:06:00 +0000

So far this week, I've managed to get to day TWO just once. It's amazing how those "comments" fly out of my mouth so very quickly. I think we should be able to remove the bracelet while driving on the freeway.

Complaint Free Christy

noreply@blogger.com (Christy) — Sun, 25 Nov 2007 19:22:00 +0000

Today I've been given a 90 day challenge. I've put a COMPLAINT FREE BRACELET on my wrist and every time I complain, criticize or gossip I have to switch wrists. The idea is to go 90 days without switching the bracelet. I've been wearing it for approximately 1.5 hours and have already switched it probably close to 100 times (good thing i don't have an EXAGGERATION/SARCASM bracelet on huh)

This should be an interesting 90 *cough* days because I'm attempting this with my equally mouthy teenage daughter. *grin* I'll keep you updated on our success and hopefully it will allow me to control my mouth (no comments from all of you), which will allow me to control my thought process and ultimately my life.

All you online friends feel free to bring it to my attention when i need to switch wrists.

*UPDATE* this is really going to affect my stunning personality.

I was thrown out of Argus tattoo parlor

noreply@blogger.com (Christy) — Wed, 07 Nov 2007 04:10:00 +0000

Yep. You read that right. I can now say I've been kicked out of a tattoo parlor on my ear.

I took my daughter to Argus Tattoo in Hilliard Ohio today to get her nose pierced for her 15th birthday. We walked into the joint where we were "greeted" by a meanie butt. You know what I mean - someone who is obviously not a happy kinda person.

I told him we wanted to get Hannah's nose pierced and he handed us some paperwork to fill out. I attempt to do what I've always done to help meanie butts smile and use a bit of some good wit and humor.

The meanie butt had the words GAME OVER tattooed on his fingers. As we were filling out the paperwork, I said....

"Please tell me you at least got the high score before the game was over."

Instead of smiling, meanie butt glared at me. He takes my drivers license and Hannah's birth certificate back to copy and came back a few moments later to announce he was not going to pierce her.

I asked why and he says, "I don't like your condescending attitude. You need to leave my store."

I was stunned. With all this said, I told meanie butt from Argus Tattoo in Hilliard Ohio that I would be sure to tell all my friends how I was treated in this tattoo parlor. He said that was fine. So...here's the question.....

Is it fair for a WEB MARKETER to tell all her friends how poorly she was treated at Argus Tattoo in Hilliard Ohio? What do you think?

Regardless, when all was said and done I was glad that someone that has obvious anger issues didn't come near my child with a needle AND we found a great tattoo parlor who pierced her nose. THE COLUMBUS TATTOO COMPANY did a fabulous job and even welcomed my sense of humor. In my opinion, if you live in Hilliard Ohio and want a tattoo or piercing, TAKE THE DRIVE to The Columbus Tattoo Company and tell them Christy sent you. *wink*

Oh and if you happen to see the dude from Argus Tattoo, tell him he didn't get the high score. *grin*

Girls Rule. You know the rest.

noreply@blogger.com (Christy) — Wed, 31 Oct 2007 05:28:00 +0000

I joined a "community group" at church and the first meeting was tonight. I wasn't sure what to expect because it's a group geared toward "Single Women." I have to say I'm very excited about being a part of it now. We'll be reading the book Captivating: Unveiling the Mystery of a Woman's Soul and then discussing it.

Tonight the question was...."what makes you beautiful?" It will be interesting to hear each of these women's perspective on being a woman - based on their individual experiences and relationships. I left there feeling good about being a woman.

Life TTD List

noreply@blogger.com (Christy) — Mon, 29 Oct 2007 13:12:00 +0000

Ok so I've already written 100 random things about me and I've already listed things that make me happy. But both of those things have to do with the 'now.' I'm ready to start looking forward to the future and since I work great off of lists.... I'll start with a few and will add of as I think of something that I really want to do in my lifetime.

Some of these things will take me awhile to accomplish and others I should be able to knock off the list fairly quickly. Let me know if you can help me get anything off of this list.

1. Play in the Pacific Ocean
2. Learn to ski properly
3. Visit the Grand Canyon
4. French kiss George Clooney (what?! )
5. See a broadway play
6. Take a missions trip and willingly give up one of my cookies (thank you for that analogy Pastor Konan)
7. Take an African Safari
8. Bungee jump
9. See my son graduate from college with his PhD (no pressure AJ)
10. Get a washboard stomach again
11. Go to France to see if the locals smile back at me when I smile at them
12. Try to make an English soldier who is guarding the Queen MOVE
13. Walk where Jesus walked
14. Go on a cruise
15. Get a tattoo
16. Go white water rafting
17. Walk on the Great Wall of China
18. See Journey or Van Halen in concert
19. Slide down a fireman pole (you know what I mean)
20. Publish a book

Midlife CRISIS?

noreply@blogger.com (Christy) — Mon, 29 Oct 2007 04:54:00 +0000

You know - I've always heard about midlife crisis' and I think I may be having one. Although, I think the name is all wrong. I don't feel like it's a crisis at all. I feel like I'm becoming FREE.

Anyone who knows me, knows this has been yet another very difficult year for me. You know what? Who cares. Boo friggin hoo.

My daughter told me she didn't want a life like mine. It made me start thinking about what kind of life I have. I really don't. I got married at 18 and have spent almost every moment since then living for someone else. I think many women do this and it is admirable, but I have been living each day trying to make my children's future brighter. I am almost 40 now and really don't know who I am.

Someone asked me recently, "What do you like to do?" I have thought about that question since and have discovered.....I don't know! I don't know if I like to skydive. I might?! I don't know if I like to hike mountains (although I have a pretty good idea I wouldn't) but I DO NOT know! I don't know if I like California. I don't know if I think aliens help build the pyramids. I don't know if I'd be tall in Japan. I don't know what happens when you drink the water in Mexico. I don't know how long it would take me to be stoned in the Middle East.

I don't know.

I want to do things that help me determine who I am and what I like to do. I want to eat italian food in Italy. I want to see if chefs in Japan can get the egg in their hats quicker. I want to try to sink in the Dead Sea. I want to ride a mechanical bull (ok with a chiropractor nearby). I want to try to talk some sense into Osama Bin Laden or at the very least show him my legs.

I have spent my life settling. I only get one life, right? Who's with me?!!!

....back to work for now.

*wink*

Mommy Exhaustion

noreply@blogger.com (Christy) — Thu, 25 Oct 2007 04:35:00 +0000

At age 24, I had a 5 year old, a 3 year old and a newborn. My days were filled with cooking, cleaning, breaking up fights, teaching, diapering and much more. I can remember cleaning my house at 2am when everyone was sleeping and then crashing from pure exhaustion. I remember how long it took to get everyone dressed and ready for a journey, even if we were just going to the grocery store. During this time, motherhood was exhausting but more PHYSICALLY than anything.

Today, my children are 20, 18 and one about to turn 15. It is a different kind of exhausting now. When they were young I would teach my children a hot stove would burn them, now there are things far more dangerous than the stove for me to worry about. I had a lot more control then. It was exhausting, yes, but nothing compared to the emotional exhaustion I have now. I worry so much about them and want so much for them to have a happy life.

I am so in love with my children. When does the exhaustion disappear?