The Making of the Man.
JoJo,
I love you. You make me proud to be Player 2.
~LiLi
JoJo,
I love you. You make me proud to be Player 2.
~LiLi
It’s not goodbye. It’s just like she always use to say to us kids before we’d leave for school: “See you later, alligator. After while, crocodile.” And give Joscelyne so many kisses for me.
It’s not just a travesty of justice, but also a tragedy of humanity.
NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS!
He is. he is.
NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS!
“As starlight ends our days”
Hey- even God took a break. Why aren’t you?
Stop Motion!
Poetry!
Spring!… wait, not yet. So
Persevere!
After re-reading my first paragraph, I’m thinking I should give up using SAT words for the rest of this Lenten series.
It’s that time of year again, when millions of Christians worldwide commit to 40 days of fasting, prayer, tithing, and reflection. It’s also time for me to commit to being a regular blogger. So join me, won’t you, as I prepare for Easter, one day and post, at a time.
To borrow some words from Drake, “I’m more than just a number.” But if I WERE a number, it would be 7. Since it’s God’s number, the 7th day is one to rest, and… well, I think it rocks. But if life were a scale of 1-10, then me being a 7 fits too, because I’m not perfect. I’m in my 30s, a Christ-follower, slightly off kilter (but aren’t all “ar-teeests”?), and happily married to K, my solidly strong rock. And Techie-extraordinaire. We are the proud parents of a smart and funny girl, Z. Hope you enjoy my rantings, don’t take my sarcasm too seriously and know that comments are welcome. Very welcome… ahem, HINT, HINT, HINT! But enough about me, time for this 7 to give it a rest. xoxox
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