My boyfriend and I adopted this beautiful, brave little girl today. Everyone, meet Shirley, the 4th ferret of our little business! Aaaaand her new siblings love her!
Read her story in the first photo and see her before and after pictures. Chris found her via Facebook and showed me. About 3 days later we went down and adopted her. Another happy day :)
Hahahaha I’m just warning you, you’re probably going to laugh XD Heck, looking back at the absurdity of the whole situation, I even laugh XD But at the time…it was traumatizing!
You might want a bowl of popcorn for this…
Once upon a time, long long ago (about 3ish years ago) I was driving in an area that I was unfamiliar with, trying to get home from a lovely afternoon spent reading at Coffee Bean (a favorite endeavor of mine). Well, at the time, I was not the greatest at navigating my area. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I was a pretty good driver (to this day I haven’t received a single ticket, nor have I been in an accident, hehe). Anyways, that is beside the point. I turned onto what I thought was the entrance to the freeway.
By the way, before I continue, I wanted to clarify…I live in California, where when the speed limit says 65, to most people that means 85.
Ok, back to the story!
So I turn onto the freeway, which was on a bridgy cliff thing with no pull-over lanes or anything. I suddenly realize that this was the exit that I had entered in, and that all of the cars were rushing toward me at 85 mph, during rush hour traffic!!! I completely freaked out at this point, but I had no time to do anything but react. In a blare of honks by cars about to slam into me, I made the fastest u-turn in the middle of the freeway that I had ever made in my life, almost hitting the edge wall that separates it from the cliff, all while saying a quick “Lord please don’t let me die! But if I do please forgive me from my sins!” since at that moment I did not think I would make it.
But somehow, my prayer was answered and I made it out of the whole thing without a single scratch on either myself or the car. I was so shaken though, that I had to find a nearby parking lot off of the freeway and call my parents in hysterics to come pick me up. After that, it was a loooooooooooooooong time before I felt comfortable driving again!
And to this day, I never ever drive in that town. Too many memories of the incedent lol!
Hey so I saw your post about Christmas and how it's not a pagan holiday and was wondering if you could provide me some sources for that so that I can better field arguments against people who are insistent that it is a pagan holiday. Thanks!
Here’go. This is a pretty well-executed summary of the evidence. Article has a works cited section if you’d like to check into his information more. Keep in mind that there is a slight possibility for author bias due to his religious background. Also keep in mind that he has a PhD in the subject specializing in early Christian history, and is now the Dean and President of Berkeley Divinity School at Yale.
If you don’t like it, you can unfollow me. But I mean every word that I say, and honestly thinking about all of this makes me even more upset. And it doesn’t help that I live in one of the most Liberal states in all of the US so most people around me are against me and what I believe in too. It’s really discouraging, for instance, when I see my Christian roommates endorsing evil, and they don’t get it, because all they care about is the economic stuff.
Maybe I have gotten meaner. But if I’m going to go down, I’m going to go down fighting. Not sitting on my ass crying.