Huh, what's up with these changes? .... WHEW! Look at that. You can save a draft! That's good. Definitely good. Wonder what else is new.
But anyway, that's not why I decided to blog today. I decided to blog today 'cause I'm faced with a big dilemma. Do I look better with glasses or with contacts?
The new pastor was visiting in the homes of his parishioners. At one house it seemed obvious that someone was at home, but no answer came to his repeated knocks at the door. So he took out a card, wrote "Revelation 3:20" on the back and stuck it in the door.
When the offering was processed the following Sunday, he found that his card had been returned. Added to it was this cryptic message, "Genesis 3:1." Reaching for his Bible to check out the citation, he broke up in
Has no one noticed the title of my blog?!
So the plane is tomorrow. Busy, busy, busy. Last minute visiting.
I kind of feel bad about not blogging very often here. But it's just that the ever present stifling heat is kind of a put off. And then the laptop is always losing connection, or someone is using it. I've got plenty of excuses.
OOOOOOH, I almost forgot. Guess who has contact lenses?! MOI! I tried them on yesterday and they are cool! But I only
I WANNA GO HOME SO BADLY!
A month is just way too long of a time to be away from home. I miss my cats, my dad, my friends, my computer, even my mom's blood red car. It's too hard to live in someone else's house for this long. I mean, I'm not the cleanest person in the world and I really try to remember to wash all my dishes as soon as I'm finished with them, but, man, it's hard! ... Especially since my uncle happens to be a huge clean freak, and I couldn't be more
Bullet is very tired today. After spending an a few loooong hours on the beach (and getting a fabulous tan ), she must come home to find the house being prepared for dinner guests ... Bullet also thinks she's being spolied rotten, but that's just an entirely different matter.
Bullet really likes Lebanon, but the lack of people her age is undeniably present. Like when Bullet met the next door neighbor after coming home from the beach. Thier conversation went something like this: