why is it that sometimes reading someone's blog, a stranger's blog, feels like talking to one of your good friends?  It's weird.  The internet is a strange place.

Oh really now.

you must click that.

While at church last night, they ask us to bow our heads and confess our sins.  I start going backwards, chronologically from earlier that day.  When the leader says AMEN, I've only made it to friday night.  I need more time!

Also, the sermon included a reference to "Pour some sugar on me" by Def Leopard and MTV.  It makes me feel welcome, but a ( Read more... )

" I don't remember a whole lot but I remember I had a Sarah milkshake.  It wasn't a milkshake made out of you, but you were a milkshake... and I drank you.  That is really odd I know, but you tasted like stawberry bannana and it was goo-ood. "

I love it!

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These houses are so beautiful and perfect for me, it almost makes me cry big happy tears.

or not.

YEAH!

the funeral, that is.

when I was in for thanksgiving without my family, it was depressing.

Summer must be different.  I had a great time.

I was with Oliver the first time he hooked a worm.   I was there with Ella the first time she rode the 4 wheeler.

Ben is walking and so is Rachel.

Uncle Willis is dead :(   Aunt Rosa is okay.  72 years is a long ( Read more... )