[MtlMom]

Originally Posted by Mara's Mom

I love days that FEEL like the Sabbath. Waking with a sense of anticipation, knowing that I am going to seek Him and He is going to be found. It is better than anything else. I didn't always know this. And my life is changed for knowing it.

Jesus, transform my mind so that my first thought of every day is one of worship, one of You.

I am full of earth
You are heaven's worth
I am stained with dirt
Prone to depravity
You are everything that is bright and clean
The antonym of me
You are divinity
What a certain sign of grace is this
From a broken earth
Flowers come up pushing through the dirt
~ David Crowder "Wholly Yours"

Thanks, Carol.

[Mara's Mom]

What a certain sign of grace is this
From a broken earth
Flowers come up pushing through the dirt

I know I posted this yesterday, but I am going to continue to until I am convinced that God is indeed growing some flowers in this dirt called Me.

Y'all are lovely. And that comes from the bottom of my lil'ol' heart. Peaches and cream. Every last one of you. Word. Except substitute strawberries for those peaches because they are so much mo' bettah.

[Mara's Mom]

Bill: "My mother originally put us in seperate rooms." Wow. *takes notes on what NOT to do*

Rosebud: You are allowed to put as many smilies and LOLs in this blog as you'd like. I am very accomodating that way. *grin*

Art: Mr. D does not indicate in any way, shape or form that he has quoted anything. He just owns the lines for the rest of his livelong days. Doc Holiday and all. "Maybe poker's just not your game..."

June: I don't think that has anything to do with gender. And I don't think it's a flaw. It's charming. I wish I could remember lines so I could join in the fun.

Small: Be forewarned that I may require this very thing from you at times. Just try to be patient with me. And I predict the most excellent conversations between you and your future bride. Ohyes.

Art: Recognizing humor takes almost as much talent as coming up with it yourself. Soooo...you go, boy! *whoops like Arsenio Hall*

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I have had interesting days. I have cried my eyes out several times. Yes, it's physically possible to do that more than once in a 24 hour period. Please don't be concerned. It is all in God's hands. And there is a rumor going 'round the universe that He is fairly capable.

Mr. D took me to lunch today and I told him I should be wearing huge Jackie O. sunglasses. But he didn't care about my puffy eyes. Our waiter was Octavio (or Octabio when you speak with a Hispanic accent) and he wants to remember our names.

He asked me to marry him today. *burst*

Um, Mr. D. Not Octavio.

I am lazy so I'm going to copy and paste this for my blog. (This is the part that is a confession. Yes, this has been copied and pasted. I am flaunting honesty like a new pair of shoes. I don't know what that means.)

Dash of cryptic: I almost aspirated a Tootsie Roll at the post office today.

Monday has officially become Pancake or Waffle Night. I got so tired of making pancakes I started making them plate-sized and then platter-sized and then garbage can lid-sized. And they tasted the same as those 6" beauties.

Here it is again because I meant what I said:

What a certain sign of grace is this
From a broken earth
Flowers come up pushing through the dirt

I will be greatly reducing my computer time so don't be offended if I don't have time to post in your blogs. Please know that I am most likely reading them. I hope you still visit me here. *blows kisses*

[Art]

I HATE THIS SHOW. The Apprentice.

Anyhow, a girl at my old school said that I was "the funny guy". I have no idea.

NO ASPIRATION OF ANYTHING that is NOT OXYGEN.

[leiarose]

Originally Posted by Mara's Mom

Bill: "My mother originally put us in seperate rooms." Wow. *takes notes on what NOT to do*

I will remind you.

I woke up this morning, Mrs. D. I didn't think that was going to happen. As many times as a person wakes up in a life that person just thinks one day it will be too far! And it wasn't!!

You have juice in champagne glasses. I have juice in disposable cups so I don't have to wash dishes at home. I do that at work.[/sharing]

[ICTHUS]

WE ASPIRATE BILABIAL AND VELAR PLOSIVES (SOME PEOPLE CALL THEM "STOPS") IN MY PHONETICS CLASS!

(Big Word Translation Time: A voiced bilabial plosive is like in "bird" or "bunnyrabbit"

An unvoiced bilabial plosive is like "pig" or "pancake"

A voiced velar plosive/stop is like in "google" or "great"
An unvoiced velar plosive is like in "keep" or "camera")

[Small]

Originally Posted by Mrs. D

Small: Be forewarned that I may require this very thing from you at times. Just try to be patient with me. And I predict the most excellent conversations between you and your future bride. Ohyes.

Quite alright. Online, it's not nearly as bad as in person. Besides, known benevolence in the person who requires explanation is a tonic for the frustration of my cleverness turning into lameness. I'm never sure how benevolent most of my friends are.

[Mara's Mom]

Art: I will work on my non-oxygen aspiration prevention. I parked next to an ambulance today and thought of you. You are funny. And you're a guy. Just do the math on that one. Please read the following invisible text.

Laura: YAY! I love it when Lauras wake up. It's one of my favorite things. Ohyes. When is your next date with electrodes?

Ryan: OK, I tried to follow along with that. I love this word "plosive". I'm going to figure out how to make that word my own.

Small: You are very gracious, Mr. Small. And very loyal as Mrs. M pointed out in your blog a few days ago.

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Our weather is lovely today. This is the first year that I have really felt the need to see green outside. Spring can not arrive quickly enough for me. This is strange and new. I have never been disgruntled about things like this, but I think it is a good sign. Let's just say some longings have been awakened. It's like God whispered "Wake up" and then they obeyed Him. And, coincidentally, that is JUST LIKE A Mr. CrazyGoatbeard DAVID CROWDER SONG. *grin*

Bit'O'Cryptic: I hope that something happens tomorrow. *crosses fingers*

I have some amazing paperclips that are all these swirly shapes and configurations. But I'm afraid to use them. I'm like this with tissue paper, too. I adore tissue paper. And if I ever see amazing colors or prints on clearance, I snatch it up. And then I can't bear to use it for a package.

My girlfriend, Mrs. O, was at my house wrapping a gift for a friend and as she oohed and aahed at my tissue paper, I thought to myself "Ohdear...ohno...not THAT piece..." Then she used it. I developed a nervous tic which I successfully prayed away. Because I am generous in spirit. And I am to give freely. And I knew that God was watching. But it still feels like she took the best nacho.

Has that ever happened to you? You eat the outside nachos first and save the really goopy, good nachos in the middle and someone comes up and takes the best chip of all of them. As if there was nothing SPECIAL about that chip. Yeah. I'm kind of protective of my nachos.

There is a spiritual lesson here somewhere. DUH.

I don't think I am using this blog correctly. I still am not clear on what is cheap and what is not cheap.

Mr. D is playing football with Ian and Leo. Ian came in crying saying that this whole football thing was a bad idea because he was trying to get the ball and Leo pushed him down to stop him. *stare*

Yesterday, Ian was playing Animal Rugby with a stuffed bear. He made me watch. He was the only member of The Tigers. All the members of The Metal Steels were imaginary. The Tigers won.

Mr. D just walked in and gave me the most amazing sucker. It is a grape Jolly Rancher sucker. Wow. This is crazy good.

My time is up. [/disciplined]

What a certain sign of grace is this
From a broken earth
Flowers come up pushing through the dirt

*blows kisses*

[McLuvinjesus]

Originally Posted by Mara's Mom

Mr. D just walked in and gave me the most amazing sucker. It is a grape Jolly Rancher sucker. Wow. This is crazy good.

Is it chewy inside? Because if it is, that is the greatest sucker of all time.
If it is not chewy, you're missing out on the greatest sucker of all time.

[MtlMom]

Bit'O'Cryptic: I hope that something happens tomorrow. *crosses fingers*

*whisper* I hope so to. And I don't even know why, but I can tell it's special.

I have some amazing paperclips that are all these swirly shapes and configurations. But I'm afraid to use them. I'm like this with tissue paper, too. I adore tissue paper. And if I ever see amazing colors or prints on clearance, I snatch it up. And then I can't bear to use it for a package.

Amazing paperclips and tissue paper are like good dishes. It's a waste to have them and not use them. But... okay, this is confession time. I only use the really pretty tissue paper for people who I know will say - "oh look how pretty!"

My girlfriend, Mrs. O, was at my house wrapping a gift for a friend and as she oohed and aahed at my tissue paper, I thought to myself "Ohdear...ohno...not THAT piece..." Then she used it. I developed a nervous tic which I successfully prayed away. Because I am generous in spirit. And I am to give freely. And I knew that God was watching. But it still feels like she took the best nacho.

Has that ever happened to you? You eat the outside nachos first and save the really goopy, good nachos in the middle and someone comes up and takes the best chip of all of them. As if there was nothing SPECIAL about that chip. Yeah. I'm kind of protective of my nachos.

This is why delay of gratification is way overrated. If you just go for that center nacho right off the bat they would be left with the outside chips that don't have very much cheese on them.

Yesterday, Ian was playing Animal Rugby with a stuffed bear. He made me watch. He was the only member of The Tigers. All the members of The Metal Steels were imaginary. The Tigers won.

Maybe someday Small can teach Ian how to play sock cricket.

[Ring of a bell]

*Ashamed.*

I just found this...

Mrs. D thank you for letting me be just friends with Mara.

OKAY BYE

[leiarose]

Originally Posted by Mara's Mom

Laura: YAY! I love it when Lauras wake up. It's one of my favorite things. Ohyes. When is your next date with electrodes?

A consultation or somesort on the 12th of April. This year.

[Mara's Mom]

Originally Posted by Napoleon17

Is it chewy inside? Because if it is, that is the greatest sucker of all time.
If it is not chewy, you're missing out on the greatest sucker of all time.

Of COURSE it's chewy inside. Wouldn't have it any other way. I want another one. It went KABLAMMY in my mouth.

Originally Posted by June

Amazing paperclips and tissue paper are like good dishes. It's a waste to have them and not use them. But... okay, this is confession time. I only use the really pretty tissue paper for people who I know will say - "oh look how pretty!"

This is as it should be. *solemn nod*

Originally Posted by June

This is why delay of gratification is way overrated. If you just go for that center nacho right off the bat they would be left with the outside chips that don't have very much cheese on them.

See, this makes sense. But I don't think I will ever do it. I will try. Taco Bell here I come...

Originally Posted by Tony

*Ashamed.*

Now, Tony! We'll have none of that in here. *straightens Tony's bowtie*

Originally Posted by Tony

Mrs. D thank you for letting me be just friends with Mara.

You are an awesome Just Friend, Tony. I approve.

How was your Walk? *smile*

Originally Posted by Laura

A consultation or somesort on the 12th of April. This year.

You sound tired, Prism. I hope you are sleeping now.

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We took down the frajillion yards of opera curtains from the livingroom tonight. And also the 16' cornice. We have created more work than we bargained for. But Mr. D was excited to see some true dimensional lumber. This is going to take on a life of its own. *sits in can of worms*

I really am on the computer much, much less. It maybe doesn't show, but it's true. Honest.

Free Life Lesson: If you're having your wife straighten you new haircut with the clippers, don't turn to say something to her. Even if it's really adorable or important. Just be patient and wait until the clippers aren't near your head.

Time's up.

[Art]

Originally Posted by Mara's Mom

Art: I will work on my non-oxygen aspiration prevention. I parked next to an ambulance today and thought of you. You are funny. And you're a guy. Just do the math on that one. Please read the following invisible text.

Thank you. I would hate for you to die.

I parked next to an ambulance today, too! In fact... I parked in a very very large room full of ambulances.

You are teh_underscore.

[ICTHUS]

Mrs. D, I hope that something happens tomorrow, because if nothing happens, then I should think that time has stopped. And that is bad.

Does Ian comprehend that in actual football, the sort of thing he described is par for the course?