...so sick and tired of people trying to be fake-real. You know what I mean!
...regretting letting the kids play with Moon Sand and wanting to formally apologize to anyone that may have received this ill-fated gift from the Miller's.
...counting down the minutes until chicken and beef quesadillas.
...worried about friendships.
...convicted that I don't play enough with my kids.
...sad that I yelled last night at my family over spilled milk. Literally.
...so tempted to log on to fb and nose around.
...needing God's restraining power to keep me from doing that.
...wanting to get back into the public blogging world, but knows that she will turn it into an idol.
...wishing Wit would go to sleep already. (finally!)
...really regretting puppy.
...wanting a date night with Skip. I miss him.
...scratching her ear and picking her nose.
...neglecting time with God even though she knows it would be good for her.
...realizing that she didn't finish unloading the dryer.
...is tired. So very tired.
...so happy that Zeb doesn't want a huge birthday party!
...concerned about my girl, wishing she felt better.
...praying for freedom from "the big and major" theme in my life.
...hoping that Skip's dreams come true regarding baseball.
...needing to be a better daughter and granddaughter and sister.
...excited about Zeb's braces on Thursday. Strike that. In 5 years I will be excited about his beautiful teeth.
...writing for me, only me.
...a mess of a woman so desperately in need of a Savior.
...thankful for all the above.
1 comment:
"...sad that I yelled last night at my family over spilled milk. Literally."
Been there, done that. Love you. :-)
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