have you experienced problems when trying to comment on my blog?
my mom literally calls me to tell me what her comment would have been if she was able to comment, but she can’t seem to figure out how.
this is a tough question though, because if you are having problems commenting directly on the blog, you’re not going to be able to tell me via comment are you? so, please, do me a favor and email me or if you’ve traveled from facebook, leave a comment there.
so, wanna hang out later?
i’ve come so close to doing this.
which ron swanson face is your favorite?
would you believe that almost everything i write has exclamation points after at least half of the sentences? and that i go through and change many of the points to periods, just for my more mellow readers?
which is more odd:
that i’m really good at unclogging toilets?
or that i learned my toilet un-clogging skills from the red-green show?
i could not for the life of me find the clip i remember watching from the red-green show, but here’s a pretty funny one about toilets.
mom, what is an alsbury anyway?
-noel boettger, a 6-year-old who formally knew me as “mrs. rasberry.”
i completely understand the confusion.
did you know that i once asked a [christian] guy if i was pretty?
and he said, “well, you’re not as pretty as some other girls, but, yeah, you’re pretty.”
check out this article where i read this quote:
“The more you are in love with the beauty of Jesus Christ, the more you will be attracted to what you see of Him in the woman you’re dating and the more important it will be to you. The less you love Him, the more important other things about her will become, things like her figure or style.”
[thanks, james for the link]
i was troubled by all sorts of the same insecurities that all high school girls have. that looming question, am i pretty?
i didn’t think so. in fact, when i met bryan, i didn’t think he would even take a second glance at me. he is out of my league, i thought. but the transformation spoken of in the above quote happened to bryan and he married me. and he makes me feel like the most drop-dead gorgeous woman in the world. my prayer is the same for all other christian men.
can my family be like this but with red hair?
how do you say diabetes anyway?
has steve martin just always had white hair?