I absolutely love this psalm! I love that it shows the character traits of God. I was brought back to this in church today and I saw that in my Bible I had this chapter started and underlined. Crazy thing is that I haven’t seen it in awhile. I just realize how intricate, vast and deep Gods Word really is. It also made me realize how I forget all the things I may read… Sometimes I go back and flip through my bible and go “oh yeah! This is good, I need to remember this!!” Unfortunately my memory isn’t that great :p I keep telling myself I want to memorize scripture. I do that abut every two weeks, though I wish it was more!!

Anyways…. what does it mean to bless Him?

“Bless The Lord, oh my soul
Worship His holy name”

We had a missionary come into out ABF hour after church and talked a little about this. He is stationed in Japan and was telling us that he was at a pastors house and his daughter went to the restroom. I guess they didn’t have “regular” toilets like we do here in America but this house had a wood box on the ground that you go to the bathroom in. So… His daughter went and came out in tears. She said that her brand new digital camera fell into “the under world” as he called it. Haha. When the pastor heard this he pulled out of his pocket, this very old old camera and said “you can have this one”. This pastor was a missionary! He gave his camera, that was all he had was this camera and he gave it away.

That’s what it means to bless God. To give it all to Him.

…if we were just honest about who we are and what we are and where we wanna go and if we learn to have that discourse. Things like racism are institutionalized. It’s systemic. You might not know any bigots. You may think “Well, I don’t hate black people, so I’m not a racist.” But you benefit from racism just by merit of the color of your skin. There’s opportunities you have – you’re privileged in ways that you may not even realize because you haven’t been deprived in certain ways. We need to talk about these things in order for them to change.

Dave Chappelle, Inside the Actors Studio (via thepoorinspirit)

So umm I love Dave Chappelle even more now. 

(via separationbymitosis)

m1tun4captor:

Why I love Mituna.

My relationship with Eric is that he is my ex wife’s 2nd cousin. Although I’ve been divorced for almost 4 years now, he still remains family. I came in contact with Eric 17 years ago and quickly made a bond with the happy go lucky kid. He was 3 years old at the time and was probably one of the happiest kids I ever met.

Unfortunately Eric’s Dad was not in the picture and oddly that didn’t seem to have an impact on his attitude and good nature. It used to make me angry that his Dad just wasn’t there, but now I’m so grateful and realize it was for the best.

My little buddy is now all grown up. He’s about 5’10, 5’11 and I still refer to him as my little buddy.

I would like to share a little bit of some of the good times I had with Eric.

This is Eric’s kindergarten pic. 1996-5 years old.

Everyone has one embarrassing pic of themselves when they were little. Well, I just happen to own this one. LOL.

When he was around 5 and 6, that was the same time I was taking a black and white photography class at Oakland Community college.
He was the one I took the most pictures of. He went to work with me, Rosie’s park, Madison, woods, the park and a bunch of other places.

This is with one of our dogs, Chico.

Old MCR at TV20 and in the dish….

Climbing up the slide at Edison.

Awwwwwwwwwwwwww.

13 and Woodward.

With Mom and Brothers.

He used to really be into the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turles. He was saying Turtle Power when posing for this one.

Trying to look sad just didn’t work for this kid. LOL.

Walking our dog, Chico in Madison’s woods.

More at Edison. Note the giant smiley on his cask. It had an RRB right above it.

Him and his brothers, Timmy and Ronnie.

Our little trip to a car show when he was around 6.

I was able to get a few pics of Eric when he played high school soccer and then when he went to Rochester college and played for them.

We also went to the Dream Cruise a few years back.

I was fortunate enough to make it to his graduation.
I believe my daughter took this pic of me and him and the other one is him and his Grandma.

On April 7th, last Thursday. I took Eric and downtown to Pizza Papalis. It was nice spending time with him. We also went on the people mover for his first time and went to Belle Isle.

Was going to walk around and take pics in front of landmarks. We settled for this one in front of a giant mural of the Renaissance Center.

Belle Isle.

The past Friday was his going away party at the Hazel Park Eagles.

Him and his Mom.

Cousins and brothers.

Well someone had to cry. Eric will be missed.

His brothers.

My last pic with Eric for at least 3 months.
Makes me think about how much someones life can change in 3 months. My next 3 months are destined to have dramatic change also. Eric has inspired me to kick it in to high gear.

Friends.

Last pic of the night.

Every once in awhile someone comes into your life and makes it a little better. Eric is one of those people.
I can no longer call him my little buddy anymore. Very proud of this US Marine and if i was in the marines Eric would be the one I would want watching my back.
I’m sure he’s going to come back a lot smarter, tougher and wiser. A perfect symbol of what a Marine should be.
GOD bless him and may his travels be safe. I’m very grateful that he’s defending our country and
very grateful to be a part of his life. Eric James Riden is definitely one of my big hero’s.

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1. I have learned all about BDSM b/c of Twilight. Go figure.

2. I have learned the names of various online adult stores b/c of Twilight. Go sparklepeen…shout out to Twigasm!

3. I could easily (and may have) take up smoking, wear inordinate amounts of gray and eat a diet consisting of mainly cheeseburgers and coca-cola because of Robert Pattinson.
*Vanity Fair Rob…I just need you…bad*

4. We don’t need to sleep. EVER.
*Did Girl with the Red Notebook Update? Ooh, CWIA????*

5. Hot Pockets make a great breakfast and Cinnamon Toast Crunch is an excellent dinner.

6. Great phrases like, “sucks the balls of a goat”, “beef dangler”, and “twat-waffle”.

7. I learned from Little Ashes that anytime Rob kisses anyone, it’s hot!
TRUFAX!

8. It’s O.K. to want Masen… muchly and frequently!

9. I may or may not have bought a fancy photo printer…for Rob stuff.
*stuff like this*

10. More acronyms than any one person should ever know… CWIA, TO, WA, EP, TNGUS, BWTRS, Hl5, VF, OME, UNF, HTB, NM, HPGOF, ULAL.

11. Secret sites and blogs to get pics and .gifs no one else has…and NO we are NOT telling.

12. How to steal videos off YouTube before the “man” takes them down!

13. How to use photo editing software, we have no business using in our RL’s, just to try to make manips of Rob…and us….with Rob.

14. Not only is it possible to devote your time and love to a man that you have never met, it is very liberating.

15. One night we are kissing our bashful Nerdward, the next night we are with Dirty Talking Eddie and it’s all good…in fact, it’s really good.

16. Beautiful Bastard is a term of endearment. Men should want to be called that….

17. How a book/movie about a 109 year old virgin with abstinence issues and a sparklepeen can turn us into big old fucking whores with a capital W.

18. How love for one man can inspire so many thoughts, ideas, fantasies, petty crimes…
*I won’t be elaborating on the petty crimes*

19. How much you can do without for a week in order to have that Robazine…because you know you bought more than one copy.

Robity Fair… have mercy on me…I promise to buy many copies of you too.
Many.

20. Robsession is shared and spread, not like a disease, but like a religion…if we had to compare it to one, we are going to go with Scientology.

21. The average post takes 7 hours to complete. 1 hour to write it, 6 to stare at the Rob goodies. Sometimes we even “dazzle” ourselves silly.
*this is dazzling me…dazzling me right out of my knickers* (btw, I call them knickers now…for Rob)

22. We will bend over backwards for Rob…literally.
(and on command)

23. There are no rules for Rob addiction, anything goes.
*wink*

24. The ability to make anything, anyone says, sound perverted.

25. All topics of conversation eventually revert back to Rob…if they ever left there to begin with.

26. The perfect song that goes with every Rob pic.
(and they ain’t all Closer & Sex on Fire!)

27. Enough HTML to make Geek Squad blush.
They would too…if they saw our hard-drives.

28. Plaid Flannel = instant sexy.

36. Looking for a pic, we told you we got it! Slow your Robroll! (see above
37. We don’t need panties. It became pointless…plus we think Rob prefers it this way.

38. We will watch some stupid shit just to see Rob for 3.4 seconds and we won’t regret it. (F*ck you very much, MTV!)

44. Woman of all ages are helpless against this man’s charms. All of them.

45. Hobo Chic is now a sophisticated style that is both emulated and appreciated.

She also made me this little beauty. I told you she was generous!

Thanks to Melainii for this pretty baby.

My fave manip from Mayhemonte, clickey to see them all.

This weeks Paper Cut Challenge:

Starting Nov. 15th, through Nov. 20th, you will have the opportunity to help in the fight against childhood cancer. We haven’t set a monetary goal because we’re firm in the belief that no matter what we set, you will surpass it. The money raised will go to Alex’s Lemonade Stand Foundation for Childhood Cancer, a 501(c)3 public charity, to fund childhood cancer research projects. The mission of Alex’s Lemonade Stand Foundation is to raise funds and awareness of childhood cancer causes, primarily to support research into new cures and treatments; to encourage and educate others, especially children, to raise money for childhood cancer by holding their own lemonade stands; and to expedite the process of finding new cures and treatments, and bringing them to children with cancer now.

Really cool journals from two of my besties. Thinking of starting my own.

TinaTwiObsessed

RPfangirlDC

A little taste of the new and new/old  pics. Click to see all the wonderment. Thanks Thinking of Rob.

Best tweets:

araeo - I swear… that man could be used for mind control across the world. His pic could talk me into doing horrible things.

melarimo  – My heart is butter. *sigh*

Pilineasalways How I love this smile…. *smiles back at the computer*

melarimo – I must be dead,cuz this has to be HEAVEN. ROBERT PATTINSON IS PERFECTION.NO LESS.EVERY SINGLE INCH

melarimo  – The PEEK of the NECK is enough to kill me. And all the rest….BURIED.

TinaTwiObsessed  – oh he’s so sweet. like a lollipop. mmm

alison4828  – Holy fuckin fingerporn batman!! This picture needs a warning to take your heart meds!

Zettista  – He looks hawt in anything and probably in nothing!

 Melainii- ONLY HE can make my panties combust, my resistance useless & my brain abrogated!!

FakerGigi - You’re the Reeses in my Halloween candy!!

Image from here and there are more.

A Halloween One Shot:

Fairy Wings and Bitch Boots by ladyingrey42- How to tame an asshole? Pumpkins and cookies, of course. All Human Rated M

And now what you’ve all been waiting for. Thanks to Tina for making me this lovely banner and holding my hand during the writing of this fuckery.

It’s The Great Sparklepeen, Charlie Swan!

It’s Halloween again and here we all are in the pumpkin patch after hours of Alice’s torture with the costumes. Rosalie dressed as a witch was carving a jack-o-lantern while Jasper, always so sensitive, whined about how Rosalie was killing the pumpkin. Emmett, wearing a Snoopy costume complete with a cardboard Red Barron plane around his waist was really getting into character. He was pretending to fly while dodging fake bullets. I shook my head at him as Edward in his vampire costume stepped up behind me. “You know I can’t stand to not know what you’re thinking. Say it, out loud.” I turned and smiled at him, “Emmett’s a blockhead”. Edward giggled. He was so beautiful, inside and out, he was seemed superhuman. I still couldn’t believe he was my friend. Still I felt that something was missing in my life. Alice, in her Tinkerbell costume danced around Jasper excitedly and Rosalie and Emmett were rolling around in the grass. That left Edward and I the odd ones out. Together but not together. I couldn’t think about that though, I was lucky he was friend.

We set up the tent and started a campfire. Camping out in a pumpkin patch on Halloween, damn we were cliche. Rosalie had a football and kept getting Edward to run and kick it, but she would pull the ball away at the last second. It was funny the first four times, but she was starting to piss me off. Alice suggested sitting around the fire and telling stories. The boys found this acceptable with the addition of booze now being passed around as well.

Jasper told some story about a blue blanket he got on Halloween when he was four that had magical powers. Emmett told an entertaining tale about the World War I Flying Ace. Rosalie told about her scariest Halloween date, swearing the guy showed up in a sheet with holes cut out for eyes and that you could see a cloud of dirt around him when he walked.  Alice’s story was by far the best:

“On Halloween night, the man with the great sparklepeen rises out of the pumpkin patch to search for his beloved. It is said that his charms are many and that resistance to him is futile. A man with otherworldly beauty, a sensitive, artistic mind, and a huge cock that glitters in the moonlight.” Everyone giggled but Alice as she locked eyes with me and continued, “The legend states that when the man with the great sparklepeen finds the one who is destined to be his bride he will consume her body and soul and she will be his for all eternity.”

I couldn’t help, but think of these words as I settled into my sleeping bag for the night. The couples had split up and gone their own ways. Edward was closest to the fire; he was always cold.  I could just make out the intensity of his gaze. I had time to wonder what he was thinking before I drifted off to sleep.

I awoke during the night, the fire had gone out and it seemed so quiet. I couldn’t see Edward, but I remembered the direction he was in, so I stumbled toward him. He wasn’t in his bag and the others weren’t in their tents. Where the hell had everyone gone? I walked for what seemed like forever when it occurred to me that the couples had probably gone to their vehicles for more comfort and privacy. But where was Edward? He had rode with Jasper and Alice and I had rode with Rose and Emmett. His Volvo wasn’t here and neither was my truck.

I was getting cold and scared and I feared, lost. I couldn’t go back to sleep now even if I knew where my sleeping bag currently was located. So I just kept walking and calling out for Edward. I was becoming frantic searching for him. What if something happened to him? My mind conjured up the worst possible scenarios like wolves attacking him. At this point I began crying and screaming out to him. Crying doesn’t help being uncoordinated and I fell, cutting my knee. Edward, I love you, please be ok, please…”

 ”Edward,” I cried miserably, buring my face in my hands. Suddenly, something sped past me so fast my hair whipped around my face. “Bella,” my name whispered through the wind and my head snapped up. He was leaning against  a tree some distance away. I couldn’t make out his face, but his entire body language had changed as he stalked toward me. All I could see was his silhouette against the moon as he began to speak in a voice melted chocolate had wet dreams about.

“Alice didn’t finish the story, love.”

“W-What E-E-Edward?” I stammered. He was getting closer now and he looked so much more beautiful than I had ever seen. He seemed to be even more pale than normal and his eyes glimmered.

“The Legend that Alice told is true. On Halloween night he searches for the one that belongs to him. She will call out for him under the moon. Spilling her love and blood. Giving all of herself to him.” He crouched a few feet from me and tilted his head, smirking. “Are you ready to give all of yourself to me, Bella?” He stood and began undoing his shirt buttons. “I’ve waited a long time for you. Searched the world over many times,” he smiled. “And you were right here in front of me all of this time.” 

He kicked off his shoes and toed off his socks as fast as a breath and then he stopped with his hands on the snap of jeans and stared into my eyes. “First, I’m going to have your body and then I’m going to have your soul. You belong to me now, Bella.”

I knew I should be scared, but even though I had never seen Edward act like this, he wanted me and I had loved him for so long. I was willing to do anything he wanted. Anything for him. To prove it I sat up on my knees, “please, Edward.” This seemed to set his mind at ease and he grinned crookedly at me and unfastened his pants.

“Stand up, Bella, undress for me,” he crooned. I blushed, but was not going to let embarassment keep me from the pleasure of this man. I stood shakily and raised my shirt over my head. I had taken my bra off before bed so I reached for the drawstring of pajama pants and tugged allowing them pool around my feet. He was still standing there, grinning lopsidedly, holding the open flaps of his pants.

I felt a thrill that I made Edward Cullen feel this way and bravely hooked my thumbs in my panties and yanked them down. He stood straighter then and walked to me. He picked me up like I was his beautiful bride and carried me a little ways  into a clearing and I could see the tents. His eyes never left mine as we entered and he layed me on the air mattress. “Don’t be scared,” he whispered as he pulled his pants and briefs down in one fluid motion.

The moonlight shone through the tent and every part of him appeared to sparkle. My eyes roamed down his body and gasped at the size of him. He was huge. There was no way that was going to fit into me. He smiled encouragingly, “It’s all right, love, I’m going to take real good of you.”

Suddenly, my hands flew back over my head. I wrapped my body around his solid frame. Damn, he was cold, but I pressed my face into his bare chest, kissing and nibbling every inch of him. His lips met mine, kissing me until I was left gasping for more. His hand reached up and caressed my cheek. His hands roamed over my neck and collar bone, toward my breasts. He took one in each hand and squeezed as I arched into his touch. His kisses ventured to my hipbone. So sweet and attentive. My body was inflamed by the time he placed himself at my entrance. Fuck, it hurt so good when he pushed into me with his cock and again when he sunk his teeth into my neck.

Three days later, Bella and Edward watched through the window with their arms entertwined as Bella’s dad read the letter she had left for him in the mailbox.

Please don’t worry about me. I got everything I ever wanted and I get to keep it for eternity. I know you’ll be mad, but please forgive me and understand.

It’s the great sparklepeen, Charlie Swan!

Because you are my blogger soul mate, If you don’t already have it I can get you the Aussie GQ and I have two copies of the Virgin Blue magazine thats on my blog, you can have one if you want?

WOOT!! I hurried and wrote her back.

 I love you unconditionally! Seriously! *sings* Did you ever know that your my hero?

Then she mentions timtams, which I had never heard of, so I googled that shit and guess what, it’s candy!! Sounds like some damn good candy too!

When, I told her I had never seen a lot of this stuff, but anything with chocolate sounds good to me, she sends me this reply:

I’ll send you a little ”Rob-Choc Care package”

Your sending me Rob and chocolate? I died, didn’t I? For surley this is the promised land!!!

I’d be checking my pulse if I were you!

I think I’m in love with you!!!

Seeing as you are my Robporn dealer. It is actually a law, I have to love you!

Sure, sure!

Hey I don’t make the rules, I just abide by them.. like any other good, law abiding – Rob loving citizen.

” …law abiding-Rob loving citizen.” You should totes patent that shit!

I think I’ll put it on a t-shirt!

OMG!! I have to have one! You’ve just come up with a million dollar idea. T-shirts, coffee mugs, keychains…underwear…

Hells yeah, whole fashion line. I think I know what to get you for christmas!

Oh yeah and Christmas bulbs. Can’t you just see them all over the tree? With streamers made of printed out fanfic? And those clear white lights that sparkle? *giggles*

HAHA.. you know that pic of him at Christmas time, in the red underwear or any pic where he’s partially clothed? That’s what we’ll print on all the ornaments, cause its just not a true Christmas without a semi naked Rob to look at. I wouldn’t mind that chubby Santa in my chimney..

No Thanksgiving either and I’m pretty sure the Easter bunny stops delivering eggs. *steps up to podium* Take your shirt off Rob. Do it for the kids. I believe that children are our future…

Exactly, all holidays cease to be exciting when he puts his clothes back on. Come to think of it, I think that’s a situation that occurs on a daily to weekly basis.   I second your motion *stands next to podium nodding head* (by this point – usually the people I talk to tell me to shut up, thank god you’re here!!)

You’ll get no argument from me. But please, don’t talk about him putting his clothes back on. Half naked Rob is cause for celebration. Get the fireworks! And the whipped cream!!!

LOLS.. it’s practically blasphemy to talk about him with clothes on. And you know what.. why not go all out. bring on the chocolate sauce!!

And now we’re back to Rob and chocolate.

Hurry over to Tina’s TwiObsession to read the rest of our adventure.

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It occured to me today that there is just not enough pics of Rob in the park. So, I took the liberty of fixing that problem in the side bar. *sigh* I love these pics of him, with the halo and just generally looking angelic. He looks just like that sitting on my shoulder, whispering dirty things in my ear.

There also appears to be no end to the fuckery that photobucket causes me. *huffs* And they can totes kiss my ass, because I got the little warning sign widget thingy fixed all by myself. So there! *moons photobucket*

Seriously though, if you are not at least 18 years old, go to school, or bed, or wash the damn dishes for your poor mother, you can’t play in the park. You don’t gotta go home, you just can’t stay here. *sings* Happy trails to you

Do you see what Rob does to me? That got totally off subject! I’ll straighten up, I promise! *crosses fingers behind back* 

Did you ever notice how in a lot of the shoots Rob has done, the photographers have him lying down. Is this what’s called supply and demand? Why am I not a photographer?  Seriously, why? *facepalm*

We are going to pretend that this is one of the Mark Segal photos. He’ll wish I could post those pics when people start googling his work and get my stick man. I just might post one of these bad boys every night.

Here’s what the Rob in my head said about filming Breaking Dawn.

So, a tracker was leading a fangirl through the streets in pursuit of Robert Pattinson, when suddenly, the tracker stopped and put her ear to the ground. “Rob came here,” she said. “How do you know,” asked the fangirl. “Sticky,” the tracker replied as she wiped at her ear.

Station to Station, David Bowie.
Slave, Rolling Stones.
Thirteen, Big Star.
5:15 or A Quick One, While He’s Away, The Who.

Playlist!

Jump Into The Fire, Harry Nilsson.
I Want You To Want Me (Live), Cheap Trick.
Overkill, Men at Work.
Legs, ZZ Top.
I’m Going Down, Bruce Springsteen.
Tuesday’s Gone, Lynyrd Skynyrd.

TV!

The Wire.
Tim and Eric, Awesome Show, Great Job!
Clark and Michael.
House (s04)
Rome (s01)
Lost (s04)
Veronica Mars (s01-03).
Freaks & Geeks.

Films!

Gloria (1980).
Road House (1989) feat. The Swayze.

Books!

The Corrections, Jonathan Franzen.

Quotes!

Bless him. The man’s a brick.
Hello tiny one, you are the future.
I’m evolving.
Happy birthday Jesus, sorry your party’s so lame.