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thwr: a lasting and foreboding covenant.

todd: marry me or lose an eye.



and that's how we roll.

'member that time?

hey, 'member that time when i was a freshman in college, walking home in a lightning storm with my umbrella up? and 'member how i was all like, i'll probably get struck by lightning, but then i was all like, no i won't.  and 'member how, after that, i did get struck by lightning and the only thing that kept me from frying crispy was the fact that the handle of my umbrella was plastic?


i should probably play the lottery.

want a piece of me?

so not to brag and make the rest of you losers feel bad about yourselves or whatever, but this is the twelfth blog post i've written today. 

is there such thing as adult-onset ADHD? because i might have it.  last night i was awake for like AN HOUR because my brain wouldn't stop coming up with new things to write about.  and i'm not even halfway through my list, so there are quite a few blog posts coming your way over the next few months.  they probably won't be overly coherent, but i'm more of a 'quantity over quality' kind of gal anyway.

i bet a million bucks i could out-blog anyone who reads this.  except jeska.  who blogs screen shots, so it doesn't really count.  i still win.

i've sprung a leak.

Q: what is worse than running late for your chiropractic appointment and hitting every. single. red light. on the way there?  (i seriously could've gotten there faster on a five-speed.)

A: realizing as you're walking out the door that you've lactated through three layers of clothing, onto your solid-grey shirt, which also happens to be the only clean shirt in the general vicinity.

Q: how do you deal with that?

A: throw on a sweater, stuff an infant washcloth down your shirt, and call it good.

thwr: free-range conservatism.

todd (reading the carton of eggs): cage free, huh... if you outlaw cages, then only outlaws will have cages.


and that's how we roll.

the lord is mighty to save

this is a pretty powerful video - the testimony of an abortion survivor. crazy.

yes, i realize it's only november 8.

OH. MY. WORD.

can i just tell you how stinkin' excited i am for the holidays?  not that i'm usually a scrooge this time of year, but this year it's different.  this year, i am so excited to be intentional about the way our family celebrates.  i want to foster a heart of gratitude for the season, and to use advent to rejoice over the first coming of christ and really eagerly anticipate his return.

i'm not kidding, people, he's coming back...sooner than we think.  and can i just say what a scary, exciting RELIEF that is to know?  this world is falling apart.  that $119 buzz lightyear robot (yes, it's real - and on sale at target if you must have it) means so little in light of everything we're on the brink of. 

not that we're not called to give good gifts to our children...but what is a good gift? a good gift is one that spurs our children on to follow the lord.  a good gift is one that reaches outside of just my little family to touch others as well.  a good gift is one that has lasting value.  a good gift is way better than a hundred okay gifts.

and it's weird.  the thought of giving a few gifts like this is kind of....a relief.  less pressure.  don't ask me how it works. 

OH MAN. COME LORD JESUS.  (and, as atticus says every time we say 'jesus,' whoohoo!)

'member that time?

hey, 'member that time a 300-pound stranger offered to give me a lollipop from the stash he kept in the sweaty front pocket of his tank top?  and 'member how i said no thanks?





introducing a new segment on our blog called, "'member that time?" where i jog your memory regarding events in my life you may or may not have been there for.  they are all actual events, although names may be changed to protect the innocent or the idiotic.

thwr: dutiful citizens

todd: are you going to vote on tuesday?

paige: i don't know; probably not.

todd: PAIGE! it is your duty as an american citizen to vote! as a fellow american, i am appalled!

paige: are you voting on tuesday?

todd: i don't know; probably not.


and that's how we roll.

november voting

anyone else out there TOTALLY SICK of all the campaign propaganda? i will be so glad when the election is over.  i actually got a letter in the mail that opened with, "i'm afraid to say that ___________ has been spending your money like a drunken sailor - but only because i think i would offend drunken sailors."  i'm not at all kidding. 

not that i don't like to disrespect politicians (and drunken sailors) as much as the next guy.  but seriously, are we still in junior high? 

here's a deal: i'll vote for you if you give me my normal commercials back.  none of these "so-and-so loves heated sidewalks and child abusers.  plus, his picture is in black and white.  clearly we hate him; vote for me instead." or any commercials with more words to read than pictures.  or any with the state farm guy - not that he's a political figure, i just really can't stand him.  (who's he kidding - no one can be as good as the allstate guy.)

so to bypass all the political junk i have chosen to vote...for my favorite non-political commercials.

...lowes: "i don't have that kind of authority!"
...any swagger wagon commercials.
...any old spice commercials (the tickets are now diamonds.)
...doritos beer (you don't know me!)
...brett favre for sears
...peyton manning's mastercard commercial (the weather here is sweet!)
...pinch the pigskin (that tickles.)
...this one and this one from sportscenter.
...holiday inn (the majestic humpback whale)

any other good ones i forgot?