  The scandal today brought about a thought. I'm not completely agnostic. I know there is a God, and my idea of God is a Christian view, however, I have an issue with churches... CHURCHES, not God. There's a diffrerence. I've spent the past while searching for a church.
The first visit is ok, it's all new... then after you attend for a while, a question of tithe comes in. Not that I'm cheap, but Jesus sat on rocks, so can you. You do not need to drive a chromed out Hummer (yes, there is a pastor here in town that has one). I'm all for attaining all you want in life, but not when it's on someone else's dime. Yes, judgemental, but bugger off- this is my blog.
So, will I find a church that I feel at home in? We'll see. Changing gears, I came across a story that I find pathetic. A girl is living with her boyfriend. AND HIS MOTHER! Unless she is an invalid, there is no reason why a grown man's mama is living with you when you have a live-in. I don't think I could live with anyone unless I'm married to them, but I know my mother-in-law will certainly NOT be living with me unless she is unable to live independantly, and ONLY if she can let us have our separate "married life". On top of that, this girl finds a suspect wrapper in her bathroom, and they do not partake in protective measures (so to speak- use your imagination)... but she said she wouldn't come right out and accuse him of cheating because she didn't have any proof. Do you need to walk in on another girl on your man's "business" to have proof? It may be circumstancial, but odds are- HE'S CHEATING ON YOU!
And then today, find out that she kicked him out of the house and he started calling him names and that he lied when he said he wanted to marry her... ummm, are you suprised? He's gettin the cow for free, and he outright said he is ashamed to go on dates with you... that shoulda been the clue. He's living in your house and treats you like crap... that's when it's your fault for tolerating it.
Ok, sorry. Long rant... but women that let themselves be door mats (or on the flipside- control their entire life) RUIN men, to the point that when I'm ready for a relationship, a man is SO distorted that he's unable to see ME... he's too afraid I'm gonna be like the last one. It's not fair to the few of us that are good women (notice I didn't say perfect... sometimes good is misconstrued with perfect) because we have to deal with the ruins to build something new... that's too much work, especially if the wreckage isn't my fault. 
