Gay Marriage – why not just “marriage”?

pardon me while I laugh my ass off

pardon me while I laugh my ass off

1) show me an American (that doesn’t live in Alaska) that doesn’t appreciate A/C. Your suit jacket probably is a blend. And eyeglasses — have you been to Starbucks lately with their selection of hipsters?

2) I’ve been trying to get tall for quite some time. And I work with all men but I have yet to grow a penis. What the hell is up with that?? I’ve heard they’re fun.

3) Three words: My Strange Addiction. A man had relationships with blow up animals and pool floats. I’m more concerns about his intentions than that of a gay man.

4) Statistics have shown that the new trend is to remove “honor and obey” from wedding vows. I, personally, did not say “obey” to E, nor he to me. If divorce is illegal, I should be thrown in jail.

5) Britney Spears is your example?! Reese Witherspoon, Jennifer Aniston, Courtney Cox, and dare I say Kim Kardashian.

6) So you’re saying adopted kids aren’t legit kids?

7) I really do know someone (a couple people, actually) who was raised by gay parents. They are securely heterosexual.

8) Religion is the sole reason shit like this is posted.

9) Single Moms and Single Dads, death of one or the other. Enough Said.

10) God forbid America be adaptable.

FTR, I know this is a satire but these are all reasons that I’ve heard why people are opposed to gay marriage. And the most maddening argument: It’s against the Bible.

Ok, let’s break this down. The Bible, like the Quran/Koran, the Torah, and all other religious books were written by man.


Everyone thinks they’re right. Do you think gay people wake up one day and say “hmm, think I’ll become gay and throw myself into a downward spiral of social awkwardness and take the chance on everyone hating me”? Doubt it.

Does the Bible not say “Love Thy Neighbor”?

Does the Bible not say “Only God Can Judge”?

Does the Bible not say “God Forgives Us For Our Sins”?

Pretty sure it does.

Not to mention having sex before married. Having sex during your period (gross but it happens). Lying – that’s a HUGE one.

One statement cracks me up. “Gay Marriage threatens the existence of straight marriage”. Really? How?

In the words of Mr. Belevedere on American Wedding “Not everyone wants to sleep with you, breeder”.

I don’t think people are scared of gay people (homophobia). I think it’s that they’re scared of what thoughts it might invoke in their heads.

Religion is taught. You are taught the readings of these books and you take from that what you want. Gotcha. But there is a reason there are two versions of the Bible. Someone felt that it needed to be revised. If you’ve ever sat down and read the Old Testament, it’s rough and rugged and very Old-School-Wyatt-Earp. The New Testament is much gentler and doesn’t include things like stoning your children to death.

I get that the Biblical sense of a marriage is for the man to be the head of the house and for the woman to submit. I understand that but here’s where the Christian upbringing and Feminist in me clash. I’m no one’s property (less the USCG’s). My husband and I are equals. Sure, he might pee standing up and can lift a little more than me but I can give birth and walk in high heels. The differences are what makes us unique. Love is what brings us, and keeps us together.

What is so wrong with two people loving one another, regardless of what’s between their legs?

Personally, I’d rather two women and two men love each other than to have this stupid ass war continue on and on.

gay marriage

I think this about covers it

I think this about covers it

Priorities, people. This country is $17 trillion dollars in debt and teetering closer and closer to bankruptcy. N. Korea is threatening us with rocket strikes. Homelessness is climbing. Unemployment is still high. Military benefits are getting cut.

And THIS is what you choose to fight about.

I’m pretty sure Jesus and God are shaking their heads.

Happy St Patty’s Day

From a very grumpy leprechaun

From a very grumpy leprechaun

It’s been forever since I last posted. We survived Beanie’s first trip on a plane. We saw the family. We celebrated a birthday. It was a whirlwind trip to MD but we were so happy to see the folks we did.

I’ll be back sometime soon (probably after my school work is done LOL) for a recap.

PS. I’m still not on FB. Be proud of me and validate my feelings. This is huge for me 😉

Are you kidding me?

Warning — if cursing offends you, try another blog today.

I rarely get political. Like here or in real life. Mainly because I don’t give a shit nearly as much as anyone else does but because, regardless of who the POTUS is, I still work for him. I still have to get up, put on my lovely blue uniform and get my ass to work and earn my paycheck. I don’t get to bitch about him because it could get my fired.

My beef isn’t with the POTUS. My beef is with his minions.

Congress is 150 +/-  people how are full of hot air and bullshit. The POTUS is merely their lightning rod. But come the fuck on. Seriously.

Every four years, I get transferred with virtually zero regard for my family status. “If they weren’t issued to you in your seabag, we don’t care”. I had a detailer tell me “deal with what you’re given. I could make it worse”. So I moved. My husband still doesn’t have a stable job that provides any type of income because we’re in this small ass, rinky-dink town that has a (non-super) Wal-Mart, an Applebees, 3 Dunkin Donuts, a Home Depot, and a Lowes. None of which are hiring. We’re at least 45 miles away from a military base that has a commissary to which will make our pay checks stretch when it comes to buying groceries.

But we manage. We have to. We’re making it work with pretty much one salary.

Congress — 6 figure PLUS monthly salary and those morons only have to serve ONE term before they are eligible for a pension. I have to serve at least TWENTY before I receive ONE HALF of my base pay. That means, even after dedicating 20 yrs to my country, dragging my family around the country, living in shithole towns that were selected by some asshole that was throwing darts at a map, I still only get roughly $1500 a month. Pretty soon, if these shitbags have their way, that won’t include insurance.

I get it, I chose this life and I’m thankful that my husband is extremely supportive of this life. It does pay the bills but please, don’t slap me in the face with a 1.4% pay raise and tell me this is “to bring me more in line with the private sector”. The chick down that street that pays does the bills for the local marina makes twice as much as I do.

Now we have to hear about this sequestration. Fortunately military pay is exempt. For now.

But what slays me is that we’re still giving aid to these foreign countries. I feel very bad for the poor and the starving. I really do. My heart breaks every time I see Sally Struthers asking for money to help a child. Kid, if I had an extra 19 cents per day, I would. I’d also send money to the polar bears, the meerkats, and the Right Whales. I really would. But when are we going to start taking care of our own. Let’s face it, the “aid” that we’re sending to these foreign countries is not making it to those poor and starving people. Instead we’re still fighting this pointless fucking war that WILL NEVER END. We’re deploying people while being told “you may or may not be getting paid”. You know, the government has to give 30 days before shutting down your pay. 30 days to become aware that you won’t be able to pay your bills. Imagine being in Afghanistan or Iraq while your spouse is hoping and praying not only for their loved one to come home in one piece but also for their pay check to be deposited.

All the while the POTUS enjoys his family vacation and his minions calls Congress get to go home and be comfy without a financial worry in the world.

Tell you what:

Cut Congresses pay. Let’s see these fuckers live on $55,000 per year. And while we’re cutting their pay, let’s make them pay back the federal student loans that their darling children have received as a benefit to paying for their education. Let Sally Mae call their house during the dinner hour (and sometimes at 6:30am, according to my ma).

They don’t fix this debt shit, kick them out. If I don’t work, I get kicked out. If I don’t earn my paycheck, I have consequences. Make it the same for them. Same with the POTUS. You can’t get your shit together, get out. I’ve seen people processed from the military for “unsuitability”. I’m thinking Congress is “unsuitable” to get their jobs done.

Stop spending money needlessly. Stop sending aid to these countries WHO WANT TO KILL US. Duh.

I can’t help but be angry because I love my job. I really and truly do but I almost can’t afford to stay in. Of course I can’t afford to get out either. I need the insurance and the pension.

I hope these people get their shit together and soon. Unemployment rates are up, this recession is still very real. Unless you’re going to pardon everyone’s bills for one month, we need the money that we’re owed.

Hello March

The SIL is doing one of those POTD things on Instagram again and this one looked interesting so, once again, I’m copying catting her and doing it too.

Bring On March!

Bring On March!

Day 1: UpMy heart rate after a morning work out

Day 1: Up
My heart rate after a morning work out

We did a Deck of Death work out this morning, as a unit, and I tell you what — that’ll get your HR up and fast! Scale hasn’t budged but I’m on C25K W5D3 and still going strong. Here’s hoping for a breakthrough!

Next week is one of our nephew’s birthday’s so we decided to go to MD. In an effort to save money, we found a dog sitter and we’re flying. Problem is — this is our first plane ride as a family. I’m a trained professional. I used to live on planes when I was at my last unit. I’d hop all over the country and to Hawaii without a problem. Beanie — Never flown before. What the hell have I committed myself to?

None the less —

Flight has been booked!

Flight has been booked!

I can drink, right?


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