During my pregnancy so far I have been doing a lot of thinking and researching. From gathering coupons to deliberating on the idea of homemade baby food for money savings, I have been in non stop research mode. Trying to eat fresh and sometimes organic when I can afford it to avoiding toxins and things in general that could be bad for me or my baby has kept me busy. Looking into toys that are more than just bright colors and provide some education or tactile stimulation and deciding on colors and furniture for my little one to come has been incredibly long winded. One of the first set decisions that I made was that we are going to breastfeed only and use no formula. The second decision is to cloth diaper, and we will plan to do it full time. I will probably eventually go into detail on many. . .
What is crucifixion? A medical doctor provides a physical description: The cross is placed on the ground and the exhausted man is quickly thrown backwards with his shoulders against the wood. The legionnaire feels for the depression at the front of the wrist. He drives a heavy, square wrought-iron nail through the wrist and deep into the wood. Quickly he moves to the other side and repeats the action, being careful not to pull the arms too tightly, but to allow some flex and movement. The cross is then lifted into place. The left foot is pressed backward against the right foot, and with both feet extended, toes down, a nail is driven through the arch of each, leaving the knees flexed. The victim is now crucified. As he slowly sags down with more weight on the nails in the wrists, excruciating, fiery pain shoots along the fingers and up. . .
According to my husband, “They put a subdivision in Narnia. Only the lamppost survived.” Silly boy. This is looking out the Quilting Den window. Yay for snow! (above) And then, five hours later you have this!! (below) Still coming down equally hard if not more so. The funny thing is, “This was just the start. Snow has been coming down this hard for over an hour and it’s 29 degrees. Yesterday it was 68 outside.” (above) And then… “Still can’t believe it was almost 70 degress just 24 hours ago.” (below) Then this is the backyard view. Five hours after the start of the snow. It stopped after about eight or so hours, and I do not know if it started again during the night. This morning, well my pregnant morning (11:30) it was still on the ground and houses, but the streets have melted. I cannot remember the last. . .