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I am being watched

Ok, so Mel gives out my blog address to family as a way to keep track of the kids. Ok, that was the idea at the begining, but now really is more life with kids and my battle for sanity. I get an email yesterday from one relative (who I'll name later) and I freak.

Oh, snap. I frantically read my religious post from yesterday trying to find how offensive it is on the Melon-Offense-ometer. Sadly, I don't know. That really sums up my take on religion (the post I was concerned with). I just don't know.

The relative is my Krazy Aunt Sharon. She rocks. Really. Mel and I entered her life right in the middle of a nasty spell (probably the closest I'll ever come to a divine-intervention realization) and I hope helped in some small way. I know she helped us. I don't think I know anyone stronger, not that she works out, but spiritually the woman is a brick house.

Anyhow, my worry came because she (and correct me if I miss identify) is a devout California Christian. I say California because they do religion out there a bit different. For example, rare is the car without a fish/darwin/fish-eating-darwin/darwin-eating-fish emblem on the trunk. They use stadiums for rallys/retreats etc. Contrast that to Mels church where they can't field 4 teachers for sunday school.

So I respect Aunt Sharon's views, not that I don't yours. I don't want her thinking bad of me, while you already might...

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