Choices. Or lack of it. Life is full of choices but really, you can narrow it down to two; the right or wrong choice. Should I eat oatmeal which could help flush out my gut of gunk and makes me"regular" (I hate that word) or bacon, sausage and eggs that needs to be roto-rotered from my heart lining? Should I kill this fool or just  sell him to the Egyptians?

I hate choices. I also hate not having a choice. I have moved to another area of town-- a not so prestigious zip code which Chat calls " a town for commoners". There's one white people national chain grocery store within a 10 mile radius, with choices that are catered to the demographics of the area which is mostly Mexicans and Asians. One redeeming factor of this change of address is that I pay a 3rd of what I normally pay for rent and I am about a stone's throw away from all the Asian restaurants. Life is an adventure alright.

 For the first time in 10 years since my husband died I made Christmas lunch here in Dallas and I really enjoyed it.
I made a typical American meal because this is what I was ordered to do.

Redneck bought ham, when I would have preferred to do the crispy fried pork. Oh well.

I could not be more blessed to be studying at the feet of my present Jewish messianic rabbi, Dr. Jeff Seif. It is always exhilarating to study the word of God and Jesus from a Jewish perspective  with him "snooping" around the scriptures as he likes to call it because he's also a police detective.

When redneck is in town he's  with the praise and worship at the synagogue.

Two things a single woman can always use: A cleavage and a plumber.  Too gross? Oh, grow up!

During the last US presidential election, I heard some people and some of my friends saying that they would leave the country if Obama gets reelected. I also started to pack my bags, until I remembered this verse: "Every person is to be in subjection to the governing authorities. For there is no authority except from God, and those which exist are established by God. Therefore whoever resists authority has opposed the ordinance of God; and they who have opposed will receive condemnation upon themselves."( Romans 13: 1-2. ) Nevertheless, it is requisite that we have to read and understand every verse in the bible contextually. So it follows that when  the governing authority breaks the known law of God, then the "follower" or the believing Christian should choose to follow God.

When God told Noah to build a boat because "the end of all flesh has come before me" and He will destroy the earth and start anew, it was not because God was surprised of the 'sins' the people were doing. God knew the people would sin and that they would enjoy their sin, but what made God took His hands off from the people and leave them to their own depravity was when "although they know the ordinance of God, that those who practice such things are worthy of death, they not only do the same, but also give hearty approval to those who practice them." (Romans 1:32) We've heard it said: "love the sinner and hate the sin" this is a good principle to discern; don't throw the baby with the bath water.

I am not worried about who sits in the white house or who will be the next Texas governor, that will not make me pack my bags, but my bags are packed because this country is on a downward spiral; we are now also loving the sin and making it into law to punish those who preach biblical truths because it's a "hate crime". The day Texas loses its grip on the truth and starts forgetting the supreme Lawgiver and Judge, you bet I will be on the first boat out. "For the Lord is our Judge, the Lord is our lawgiver, the Lord is our King; He will save us." (Isa:33:22)

I love Christmas. I love the smell of Christmas at the stores and the hysteria that comes with decorating and buying-- by other people. But for myself? I do nothing. I don't decorate or buy, I quit all that the day Chat left home as an adult 18 year old.

Regardless of how Christmas started; pagan or Christian celebration, there's something about it that energizes people. It's not the food, because we do that at Thanksgiving and the rest of the year. So, is it the gift buying and giving? And the drama that comes with it? Thanksgiving has less or no drama involved because very few people would refuse an invitation to see a fat turkey laid in the middle of the table waiting to be commented on. "Oh, how did you do that, it's perfectly moist and tasty."  Or, I don't know but that turkey is about as tough as a Michelin tire.

I am a practical person; I do the least of anything. I don't accessorize my clothes and if I like one particular clothing, I wear it til it shatters to dust. When I was working in the corporate world and they wanted us to "dress for Halloween" I rebelled and threatened to quit, when Christmas "exchange gifts" was suggested, I protested saying I should not be made to shop for the other person. "Why don't you buy what you want for yourself, and I'll buy what I want for myself."  In simple terms, you can describe me as very simple.

I just got back home from a wild driving adventure to Canada. The redneck and I had to deliver a car to Canada and when we got to Colorado the weather turned nasty on us. The arctic front hit several States almost disabling Texas while I myself nearly got incapacitated from fear in between Wyoming and Montana. I don't even drive in the rain, and here's a glimpse of the roads I had to go through. Entering Wyoming.

Rolling hills in Montana.

I woke up to see this below from my hotel room in Colorado. I thought it's beautiful.

But by the time I got to Canada, I had enough of snow, white mountains and frozen lakes. See the boat dock? That's the lake covered in ice.