I’m getting some heated comments over at Mountain Xpress over my belief that children, even those who live in a religious sect, shouldn’t be separated from their families unless there’s clear evidence of abuse. I totally understand Child Protective Services’ take on this issue–and yet, I’m a mother. Just try to take my kids away from me. As one of my girlfriends said last weekend, “Mess with my kids, and I might bite you on the neck.”
She said that because we were talking about what breed of dog we’d be–if we were dogs–and I described myself as a German Shepherd–disciplined, protective, but affectionate. The same girlfriend told me that there are on-line tests to determine what breed of dog you are (I should’ve known). I took three different tests and was identified with three different breeds: Border Collie, Labrador, and, yes, German Shepherd. The one similar characteristic of the three breeds is that they all need lots of exercise. That’s me for sure. Exercise is as much mental as physical health for moi.
My home construction has resumed, after a two and 1/2 day city-forced hiatus. At the moment, it’s all very dull stuff–lots of digging, spreading gravel, and roughing-out pipes. But we may be pouring concrete on Monday. I still have a child-like fascination with those huge concrete mixer trucks. A truck with a huge rotating barrel on the back must be one of the brilliant inventions of the 20th century. I can’t wait to photograph the big pour!
Unless you live in an underground bunker, you know that North Carolina held a primary yesterday. I canvassed some at one of the precincts for my friend, Holly Jones, who is running for Buncombe County Commissioner. She rocked the primary. Hurrah!
I also ended up at the HUGE Obama party at Asheville Brewing Company (see some of my photos here). Wow! I had no idea the local Obama contingent are so organized. And so much fun! I even had a Republican tell me that he might vote for Obama because all the man’s supporters are just so nice and non-aggressive. Wow.
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You said, “Just try to take my kids away from me.”
But your header says you will trade your kids for beer … hahaha.
I’m calling child protective services now, and will instruct them to bring a keg of some local microbrew.
-dm
Don, there’s a difference between forcible removal and reasonable trade, right?
Not sure what I think about the FLDS kids. I do know I have a number of issues with religious sects, esp if they are abusive - but all sorts of mixed feelings about this situation.
And I decided to find out what kind of dog I would be - Bernese Mountain Dog? Hadn’t even heard of this one, but the pictures sure were cute.
Bernese Mountain dogs are great, Rio–sweet, laid-back, fun. Perfect!
I think my dog and I might actually be the same breed…lovable mutts whose favorite thing to do is curl up together while hubby and kids sleep in the next bed.
So glad to be connected to your blog…We’re contemplating a big family move from Humboldt County CA to Earthaven. Moving east after 2 decades west is a little nervewracking, but glad to find you!