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I think I work more during the night then during the day. I have been realizing the routine of my normal night. I wake up...usually around two to two forty five in the morning. I always have to know what time it is when I wake up. I put the clock back on the shelf. Was my alarm on? I take it off the shelf. Good. It's on. Well, since it's already down, I might as well make sure it's set for the right time. I might have turned it off in my sleep-or something. Oh, good. All set. Oh, I forgot. I need to check Loo and Boo. They're breathing. Back to bed. You know, I should probably check Levi and Toby. Naa. They're fine. I think.
Okay, I'll check them.
He's breathing...and he's breathing...okay. Back to bed again. Getting under the covers, I begin thinking of the frightening misfortune one could have in having a water bug crawling across their pillow in the middle of the night. That has happened before and I really do not wish to experience such a trauma again. Check the pillow. It's clear. Check my alarm clock. On. Now try to concentrate on sleeping.
That looks like a water bug on the ceiling...

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Isaiah 55:12

"For you shall go out in joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and the hills before you shall break forth into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands..."

It never ceases to amaze me whenever I walk outside how glorious and intricate God's creation is...how he spoke every creature and plant, substance and mineral, star and planet of this universe into being! "In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth." I've heard that all of my life, growing up in a christian family-it's so easy to take that simple, yet beautiful phrase for granted. Every bird, reptile, fish, and animal living and breathing because it pleases God for them to do so. Every plant and flower, bursting forth and budding in their splendor to the glory of God. What is even more amazing is to think that God in his love would send his son to die in my place to save me, a dark stain and blemish on his creation. If the earth is so vast and beautiful, how much more so is Christ, my Savior?
All honor, glory and praise to the King of kings!

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Monkey bread. The very thoughteth maketheth my soul jumpeth with delighteth. Or something.
I have to get married. Before Christmas. And my husband may NOT like monkey bread.

Because:
It is possible that my Aunt Debbie Joe will make every family in the family a monkey bread. She makes the absolute best monkey bread. But I want my own monkey bread.
For me.
And myself.
And I.

So I'll get married.

It's all quite logical.


But then, Kendra said she was going to go marry a philanthropist, and pay off a sixth of the National Debt. Except for she probably wouldn't even marry him, she would just go meet him, and since he's a philanthropist, he would give her the money anyway.

Great. Now I'm starting to feel convicted.
If she got married to a philanthropist, it would be for a good cause in helping our nation.

Hmm.
Well, okay.
You can have a pinch of monkey bread.
A SMALL pinch.

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Favorite quotes:
"If at first you don't succeed, skydiving is not for you."

Anonymous-at least, I don't know.

Mark Twain:
"It usually takes a good three weeks to prepare for an impromptu speech."

"I have never let schooling interfere with my education.

"I didn't attend the funeral, but I sent a nice letter, saying that I approved of it."

Reverend Spooner:
"This pie is occupewed. Let me sew you to another sheet."

"It is now cistomary to cuss the bride."

"Our Lord is a Shoving Leopard."

Epitaphs:

"Listen young man, as you walk by,
As you are now, so once was I.
As I am now, so you will be,
so listen now, and follow me.

Response:

"To follow you I'll not consent
until I know which way you went."

Dave Barry
Skiing combines outdoor fun with knocking down trees with your face.

What's your favorite?