How I felt yesterday.

"Some people are friendly, but they will never be your friend."

(line from a Rich Mullins song)

Teusday

I just want to go home.

A Day in the Life of a Bug.

Bzzzzzzzzzzz.
Land.
Stare.
Walk.
Stare.
Bzzzzzzzzzz.
Land.
Taste
Eat.
Bzzzzzzzzzzz.
Land.
Walk.
Poop.
Bzzzzzzzzzzz.
Land.
Stare.
SPLAT!

Why was the dog chasing his tail?
He wanted to come full circle.

What does a dog do if he looses his tail?
He goes to the retail store.

Yes, I know, These are really bad but, I was just trying to make conversation. Chris found these yesterday and read them to me so I just thought maybe you would like me to share them with you.
Have a happy day!

Mad Libs III, The Final Results

Colleen's Recipe:

Here is a Limey-green recipe for an Upside-down toe jam.
First, you preheat your ostrich egg to 462 degrees. Then take a stick of banana pwith screamed cream and small spoonfuls of airplanes on top.
eel and melt it in a ten inch plump skillet over a very stuffy. flame. In a sharp bowl slide granulated crate and flour, stirring the mixture slowly. Add milk and pickles and beat rapidly with an electric freckle. Bake untill your handkerchief is ready. After the cake cools, itch it from the skillet and turn it upside-crinkly. Serve the cake warm

Stephenie's Recipe:

Here is a shiny recipe for an Upside-down cat.
First, you preheat your dog to 300 degrees. Then take a stick of cow and melt it in a ten inch round skillet over a very flat flame. In a dull bowl pull granulated duck and flour, stirring the mixture strangely. Add milk and pigs and beat rapidly with an electric horse. Bake untill your heron is ready. After the cake cools, push it from the skillet and turn it upside-odd. Serve the cake warm with guzzled cream and small spoonfuls of moose on top.

Anna's Recipe: (don't worry Mike, I won't make this when Chris and I have you over!)

Here is an octagon recipe for an Upside-down pickled pig foot.
First, you preheat your green olive to 1.5 degrees. Then take a stick of old boot and melt it in a ten inch slimey skillet over a very rusty flame. In a juicy bowl sqish granulated mud cake and flour, stirring the mixture randomly. Add milk and bannanas and beat rapidly with an electric kleenex. Bake untill your marmalade is ready. After the cake cools, spin it from the skillet and turn it upside-awesome. Serve the cake warm with puked cream and small spoonfuls of liverworst top.

Road Rage

I have never been so irritated with another driver than I was this morning! He was right on my tail the WHOLE WAY to work. I tapped my brakes and he gave me an extra five or six feet for a whole ten seconds and then he was right back on my bumper. We had to go thru a school zone that is, of course, only 25 mph and that must have killed him because he was reeeeeeally close. I tapped twice and this time he made a point of staying close so I slowed down. I think he was :

(1)Oblivious as to what it means when someone taps their brakes

(2) Distracted beyond reason

(3)Self centered, he obviously didn't care about being a bother to people

(4) He thought I was wanting to play a game

Riding on my bumper is the one thing that irritates me the most. It's rude and inconsiderate and dangerous.
I don't have any hard feelings against him personaly. Maybe he's having a really bad morning. So, I let it all go and ask that you LORD JESUS, would bless him today and keep him safe. Amen.
Safe travels today my friends. Watch out for the crazy drivers and try not to be one of them. Remember, we reflect Christ on the road too.
I love you all.

Mad Libs III, Recipe for an upside-down cake

I need:

• 5 adjectives
• 8 nouns (one plural)
• 1 number
• 3 verbs (one past tense)
• 1 adverb

Brrrrrrrrrrrrrr

I'm soooo cold! Where are you Chris!? I need to absorb all your heat. Kinda like Rogue from X-men, I take all his powers (heat) and use them as my own. Unfortunately it's only temporary so I need to stay close. Maybe I should quit my job and go to work with Chris then I could stay warm or maybe I should just turn the heat up.
I heard that it might snow by the end of the week.
I hope the weather people are wrong. It can't snow yet, it's only October.

It's already another Monday. I don't know how the time goes by so fast.
The week drags by and then the weekends fly. It's not fair. The only way to slow the weekend down is to do something you don't like to do or do absolutely nothing and then it's so boring you wish the weekend would be over so it's a no win situation.
I suppose that the best way to handle it is to pretend I like Mondays and sike myself out. Here goes,
I love Mondays. Mondays are my favorite. I look forward to Mondays. I am sooooooo happy it's Monday.
This isn't working.

Stir up our hearts God.

"If our God is a consuming fire,

(and He is )

then we shall burn till we die."

Another day, another dollar.

It's a rainy monday. A perfect day for sleeping in. But, instead I have to get up and go to work. Colleen is still in Guatamala so I'm all by myself at work. It's kinda dismal. Monday. Rainy. Alone. Ho hum.
Well, at least I have music and enough work to keep me busy. It would be far worse to go to work and have no work to do. Then I would have to putz around all day trying to fill up the day and that just makes the day seem like forever. I hope everyone else has a good day.