I’m Reading

I am meeting with a small group of women each Thursday night and discussing a chapter from this book. Honey read it last year and just loved it – he referred to it for ages in random places of conversation. Just now he said, “I think it is one of the first books people should read when they come to Christ ’cause it tells where we fit in the Story.”

So, I have wanted to read it. I love to read. I rarely read. It’s a joke at our house that I should read more – – it would improve my vocabulary.

Anyway, when the suggestion was made that we read it together at church I jumped at the opportunity for accountability. We just finished the second chapter and I have LOVED every bit so far. If you can, you should read it. This is in no way light reading but it has been water for my soul.

AND last night I learned the word “circumlocution”.
I guess I should read more!

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I Only Have Eyes for You

Ignore the age spots freckles on my face, the rolls lines on my neck, and odd angle of my head. Look at my little man’s eyes. Is that not hilarious?? Adorable.

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The People in Your Neighborhood

Do you remember that song from Sesame Street?

“Who are the people in your neighborhood? In your neighborhood? In your neighhhboorhoood – oh who are the people in your neighborhood? The people that you meet each day!”
(For a viewing from the YEAR I WAS BORN go here)
Anyway, after the guy sings the song he introduces you to a teacher, dentist, whatever and sings, “Oh a teacher is a person in your neighborhood; in your neighborhood; in your neighhhhbooorhoooood. A teacher is a person in your neighborhood. A person that you meet each day.”
SO, after that lengthy explanation, I give you the people that I meet EACH DAY.

“Oh deceptively innocent is a person in my neighborhood, etc.

Oh, Bad Hair Beauty is a person in my neighborhood. . .

Oh Wide Eyed Wonder is a person in my neighborhood. . .

The people that I meet each day!!

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