Barefoot on Holy Ground

When the Angel of the Lord appeared to Moses as a burning bush, Moses was wearing (on his feet) what was common in those days -- sandals. At the command of The Lord, Moses took off his sandals. He was walking on holy ground--no shoes needed. I guess we'll be walking barefooted in Heaven. This is fine and dandy by me, though I must admit, I love shoes. Walking barefoot in church is a whole other story.

Please, oh ladies, please don't walk barefooted in the church. Not now, not yet.

It's just not a decent sight to behold, unless, of course, it's typical in your church. It's rude because it's not common practice in a church setting where good manners should be at the utmost . It's disrespectful because, well, respect should be at its max. You wouldn't take off your shoes at a ball. You wouldn't take them off at say, a fancy business party. You get the point.

Okay, taking your shoes off at your seat to air your feet, or rest them, or massage them (gross), or whatever reason for is almost understandable, though for a lady, still not pleasant. But, getting out of your seat, barefooted, to go to the bathroom and spank your child, or blow your nose, or whatever reason for is just not cool. Well, you may think it looks cool, especially if you're the only one doing it. But, this unpleasant action tells us a little about you. You're rude and disrepectful. There, I said it.

And no, I'm not an extremist, so I'll accept that this doesn't always apply. I'm sure not every woman who does this is crude, though I cannot imagine a lady with class doing this.

Ladies, ladies, please remember, modern decency is probably at the lowest it's ever been, only to continue falling. Don't follow the trends. Reach deep inside and find the woman you really want to be (see Ladies and Modern Decency).

Ladies, until next time. Keep your shoes on!
Next topic: Decent Discipline

Solutions to Clothing Issues

On 3/22, I told you I have a really hard time finding pants that go to my waist. Well, I believe I've come up with a solution for these low risers/hip-huggers--whatever we're calling them--problem. Mine aren't low, low risers. I get them as high as I can find them. Nonetheless, it's a fashion problem for me.

Anywhooo, I believe I will try suspenders. Tacky, huh? But a woman's gotta do what a woman's gotta do! Of course I'll try to hide them. Of course I'll wear them under my shirt. Yes, I'll make sure they're not seen at all.

The problem is not only that some pants are so low, but they keep getting lower as one moves, and bends (if one must), and so on. So, I think my idea will help me keep them as high as possible.

Oh, I don't know! I'll try them anyway. I think hubby still has some suspenders in his dresser drawer from his USMC days.

Alrighty then! I'll post you on the outcome.

Next post--Barefoot on Holy Ground.

Whose Kid is it Anyway?

I was reading the May issue of Writer's Digest Magazine while sitting on the steps of my mom's NY home. My grandmother was standing between the two doors that lead to the apartment, peeking out as if to spy on someone. She was merely trying to stay away from the cold weather, except it was about 75 degrees out.

Anyway, two kids were walking up the steep block and grandma noticed that they were practically walking alone. There was a lady walking about fifty feet ahead of them, who never turned to look back. There was a man walking about fifty feet behind them, never saying a word. The kids were probably between three and five. Grandma and I continue to--well--stare. I watched them walk up the block until I could no longer see them.

We were so curious as to whose kids they were. If they belonged to the woman, she never turned to look back. Was she mad? Did she not realized she was walking the dangerous streets of New York? If they belonged to him, then he was watching them. So, everything would have been okay after all.

The moral of this non-sense story is, don't be so nosy. You never know what the heck is going on.
And for those of you who let your kids walk behind you, DON'T! You never know what the heck is going on.

Okay then! This seemed pointless.
Bye-bye now!

My New York Adventure

Well, it wasn't exactly an adventure. It almost never is. I visited my family, and--ahh--visited some more family. I also went shopping a few times.

Did a lot of walking while shopping. Thank God the weather wasn't warm enough for people to be hanging out in the streets, doing nothing but harassing innocent by-passers. Really, that's what they do. Guys/men/drunks hanging out in street corners, smoking (and not just cigarettes), whistling at the ladies who walk by. Girls walk around half-naked, or half dressed--either way, by half--getting harassed.

One thing I've noticed in my last couple of trips up there is that my old neighborhood has been taken over.

Brooklyn has a lot of different demographic areas, which are divided or known by the following terms; Little Italy: a lot of Italian residents and business owners in a certain area; China Town or Little China: yes, you guessed it. Then, there's what used to be dominated by Dominicans (yours truly, by birth--NOW A PROUD AMERICAN CITIZEN), and Puerto Ricans (hubby), is now what I call Little Mexico.

The area where I grew up has been invaded by (hopefully) legal migrating Mexicans. They have lots of Mexican shops, food stands (you know--like the hot dog stand), small restaurants, and such. This is all fine and dandy by me. But sadly, it seems my people are simply in the way, so they just move on. They move away. I think they're all going to Florida, until they get in the way there.

One thing I have to admit is that mine are not very ambitious people. Dominicans and Puerto Ricans don't exactly go and take over any land. They merely occupy it. Asian and Mexican folks-- they'll quickly take over. I'm not saying either of these things are bad or good, I'm simply stating the seeming facts.

Well, soon I won't be making my frequent trips to NY, since my mom is moving down here. See what I mean, she's in the way and thus moving south.

Until next post--Whose Kid is it Anyway?
Aloha!!!