Last in the theater - inception. Last at home - Iron Man 2, tonight.
I am a career bad girl alto section resident. There is one in every choir! Altos are awesome--we can carry on a running conversation (mostly whispered) during the other's parts rehearsal, then actually read the alto line and sing it like we mean it. And we try really hard to refrain from laughter when the sopranos have to sing anything that's not the melody...
I haven't checked all of the comments yet, but I'm sure many people would gladly buy the bag o'beards. They should be warned that this may be a long time coming, as I'm still waiting for the SCL Badger in a Bag.
Yes, our actions have consequences, like brushing and flossing is likely to mean less cavities. But sometimes those who brush faithfully end up with two root canals! (that might or might not be someone I know closely). That's when our lack of understanding really shows; when we've done all the right things and the consequences go against our natural expectations. I do believe thanking God for all things is scriptural. "In every thing give thanks" and "Every good and perfect gift comes down from the Father of Lights"
I love that old fashioned word "homemaker". It really captures everything that goes into caring for all the people you love; friends, neighbors, family, etc.
Of course Jon is awkward around bacon, you can't cook it in the crock-pot.
I took it to mean that parenting advice from people who have had kids and been through the tough stages that you are going through right now is very helpful, while parenting advice from those who have never been a parent isn't. It's not a slam, just the way it is. I don't take driving advice from my 9 year old, even though she's sincerely convinced she knows how to drive.
Amanda, I hear you! My own youngest girls are less than 13 months apart (and to all of you who feel compelled to ask, yes, I know exactly how that happens. If you are confused I will be happy to explain it). We had 6 1/2 years between the first two children, and then only a year between the second and third. It was very different, and very hard, and some days were very dark. I look back now and realize that much of the time I was just praying to make it through the day. Not that I regretted my children, or don't love them and cherish them as gifts from God, but it is just HARD! I had some especially spiteful feelings towards the "happy happy sunshine mommies". It's hard for some people to understand how difficult a blessing can be...you just get so tired of ending every day covered in other people's bodily fluids. I'm grateful that the Lord sends encouragement from people like Jon at just the right moment!
I'm a full time mom to 3 girls, part time library assistant at a seminary near Raleigh, North Carolina. My husband is an industrial designer for a company that make LED lights, and also worship leader at our small church.
Hey from Leesville Road, up on the other side of Raleigh!
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