Women don’t want to hear what you think. 

            They want to hear what they think, in a deeper voice. 

                                                      
               ~Bill Cosby

I’m beginning to greatly dislike Cinderella. 
She probably never grew weary of doing good,
never “said in her heart” or murmured against Moses.  Was she human?

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Joe Carter:  What’s she mad for?

Mr. Dingle:  Because you and the man she’s engaged to are nothing alike…and he oughta be.

And if you actually figure out how that goes together in my head…


The antidote to emptiness and laziness and despair…a grateful heart.




I think sometimes God empties me

in order to fill me up with Himself.





Do you ever have days that just feel blank?

Even if you accomplish everything on your list for the day,


your brain has no thoughts to share.
Nothing profound, no wisdom,
not even emotions.
Just…nothing.
Empty.


Completely addicting. 

And surprisingly better (and cleaner) than
I might have expected.  But I have to stop watching four hours of
it every night…I’m starting to live my own episodes in my dreams.  It’s almost as bad as computer games.

Someday I’ll figure out how to get music playing on here.  Till then, here’s the words to a song I’ve been loving.

Steal my heart and hold my tongue.


I feel my time, my time has come.



Let me in, unlock the door.



I’ve never felt this way before.




The wheels just keep on turning,



The drummer begins to drum,



I don’t know which way I’m going,



I don’t know which way I’ve come.




Hold my hand inside your hands,



I need someone who understands.



I need someone, someone who hears,



For you, I’ve waited all these years.




For you, I’d wait ’til kingdom come.



Until my day, my day is done.



And say you’ll come, and set me free,



Just say you’ll wait, you’ll wait for me.




In your tears and in your blood,



In your fire and in your flood,



I hear you laugh, I heard you say,



“I wouldn’t change a single thing.”




The wheels just keep on turning,



The drummers begin to drum,



I don’t know which way I’m going,



I don’t know what I’ve become.




For you, I’d wait ’til kingdom come,



Until my days, my days are done.



Say you’ll come and set me free,



Just say you’ll wait, you’ll wait for me.



Just say you’ll wait, you’ll wait for me.



Just say you’ll wait, you’ll wait for me.

Jury duty: the most insane privilege ever.  It took all day and I
didn’t even get selected.  Oh, but I still have a chance to get
lucky…I have to call every evening to see if I’m put on another jury
pool.

They did let me out in time to see Hannah’s opera.  I was rather loopy by the end of the evening.


But Master Wayne, guests will be arriving! “
“Keep them happy until I arrive. Tell them that joke you know.

 

“I analyzed your blood, isolating the receptor compounds and the protein-based catalyst.”
“Am I gonna understand any of that…?”
Not at all.  I  just wanted you to know how hard it was.

It’s really scary to see people’s birth dates and realize that the ones
born in ’85 are now twenty. 
They’re supposed to be kids!!!! 
I
thought anyone born in the eighties was a child. 
And before any of you get all riled up, I’m changing my mind, slowly but surely.

I can’t believe I’m up this late…I’m supposed to go to play the piano for choir practice in the morning.
I guess they’d appreciate it if I were already awake when I get there.

Stephanie suggested Dairy Queen tonight so we went. 

“Is it a bad
idea?” she asked. 

“Yes!”  I said.  “That’s the whole
point!”

Mom didn’t know till we came back, but she didn’t mind

since
we brought her something chocolate. 

It’s not the best dessert
I’ve ever had,

but I hardly noticed. 

I was too busy enjoying the
whim,

the night air with the windows rolled down,

the small-town feel
of our little city at night,

Pilotdrift turned up,

and a rising moon that
looked like God had just draped a cloak over it’s shoulder.