October 2005

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My Issue #958

There ain’t nothin’ like school picture day to bring out the raging hypocrite in me.
Generally, I try to give my daughter a fair amount of leeway when it comes to her personal fashion. Wouldn’t want to squelch her creativity or sense of self-expression, you know. I know. I know. You don’t Continue reading...

I Had a Dream

Well, the dreams have started. Could be just me but I typically experience weird and/or freakish dreams when I’m pregnant. I’m generally an active dreamer (like I terrorize my husband in my sleep on a regular basis) but pregnancy kicks it up quite a few notches. Not to mention the fact that Continue reading...

Count Them. 16.

You may have heard about Michelle Duggar who gave birth to her 16th child last week. I think it’s great but I just can’t even wrap my brain around that. How. In the world. Is that possible? I’d like to sit down with Michelle and pick her brain because I Continue reading...

Marriage According to Amy

So, apparently the Young Singles group at our church is coming over to our house in a few weeks to talk about dating, courtship and marriage. It’s amazing. The titles “Pastor & Pastor’s Wife” have made us experts in so many things. I love it. We know completely nothing and then Continue reading...

A Mystery

I’m feeling better and I’m so ready to be blogging again and wouldn’t you know it, I can’t think of anything to blog about. I guess this is what they call blogger’s block—it’s like writer’s block but that’s not what I have because I’m not a writer. To think of myself as a Continue reading...

Alright, alright. I’ll post! I’ll post!

So, I am feeling better—not 100%, but significantly better than I was. Thank you all for your prayers, thoughts & well wishes as well as all your suggestions to deal with the nausea. Nothing worked. I just ate alot. Nothing sounded good, of course, but for some reason I figured that Continue reading...

A Little Somethin’ I Heard

Q: Why do grandparents and their grandchildren get along so well?
A: They’re united by a common enemy.