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Archive for November, 2005

more goofy quizzes

Monday, November 28th, 2005

Your Brain’s Pattern

These things always make me laugh…


You Are 20% Boyish and 80% Girlish

Even if you’re not a girl, you’re very feminine.
You’re in touch with your feelings, and your heart rules you.
A bit of a emotional roller coaster, one moment you’re up and the next you’re down.
But no matter what, you try to be as cute and perky as possible.


You have a dreamy mind, full of fancy and fantasy.
You have the ability to stay forever entertained with your thoughts.
People may say you’re hard to read, but that’s because you’re so internally focused.
But when you do share what you’re thinking, people are impressed with your imagination.

What Pattern Is Your Brain?

spot on

Saturday, November 26th, 2005

You Are Likely an Only Child


At your darkest moments, you feel frustrated.
At work and school, you do best when you’re organizing.
When you love someone, you tend to worry about them.

In friendship, you are emotional and sympathetic.
Your ideal careers are: radio announcer, finance, teaching, ministry, and management.
You will leave your mark on the world with organizational leadership, maybe as the author of self-help books.

The Birth Order Predictor

God Will Make A Way

Saturday, November 26th, 2005

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God Will Make A Way
by Don Moen
God will make a way
Where there seems to be no way
He works in ways we cannot see
He will make a way for me
He will be my guide
Hold me closely to His side
With love and strength for each new day
He will make a way….
He will make a way
Oh God will make a way
Where there seems to be no way
He works in ways we cannot see
He will make a way for me
He will be my guide
Hold me closely to His side
With love and strength for each new day
He will make a way…..
He will make a way
By a roadway in the wilderness
He’ll lead me
And rivers in the desert will I see
Heaven and earth will fade
But His Word will still remain
And He will do something new today
Oh God will make a way
Where there seems to be no way
He works in ways we cannot see
He will make a way for me
He will be my guide
Hold me closely to His side
With love and strength for each new day
He will make a way…
He will make a way
Oh God will make a way
Where there seems to be no way
He works in ways we cannot see
He will make a way for me
He will be my guide
Hold me closely to His side
With love and strength for each new day
He will make a way….
He will make a way
With love and strength for each new day
He will make a way….
He will make a way

old farmers tales

Wednesday, November 23rd, 2005

Like old wives, old farmer’s have tales. And an old farmer once told me that the number of the day of the season’s first snow would be the number of days it would snow that season. I tend to trust old farmers especially since I live in the midwestish area. If they are even close to being right that would mean that we would have TWENTY THREE days of snow this season?! Heh. That’s a lot of shnowin’. Just sayin.
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~ Anna mucking up the first snowfall. ~
It’s so purty coming down, but I loathe driving in it. I had to remind her not to eat any yellow snow, but we both caught some snow flakes on our tongues surely that isn’t deadly. 😉

nonsensical

Tuesday, November 22nd, 2005

some of the girls and I were having fun goofing off at this site this weekend. This is one warning label that I think I should wear…

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breaking the mold

Monday, November 21st, 2005

***warning: if any parental like figures (that would be you, daddy and/or aunt anne) are reading this blog today they may want to skip this entry. there is going to be some sharing of my sordid past that might make ya’ll uncomfy***
I used to be a good girl. I prided myself on the fact that I was a good girl. I could have been Josie from Never Been Kissed except I wasn’t 23. I was 15 when I had my first kiss, but unlike Josie it wasn’t that “thing.” You know…love or anything closely resembling it. It was more of a matter of getting it over with because I was behind most other girls and their first kisses.
I could have been kissed before then, but I had wanted it to be love. Let’s just say, I wish I had waited. It was so horrible that I was 17 before I allowed any boy to touch these rosebud lips again. Do I sound like Scarlett O’Hara or what? And that was closer to love and dangerous for a 17 year old girl who wanted to be a good girl for all the wrong reasons full of raging hormones.
What are the wrong reasons for wanting to be a good girl? Because people impressed upon me that if I was a good girl I would be more loved. Then there are the boys “impressing” upon you that they will love you more if you, well, you know.
So it went too far one time. The good girl was in a hot and heavy situation. Only 17. I said, “No.” He says I said, “Yes.” To this day I really don’t care who was right or wrong. But even in those days it was called date rape, but I call it the day that I decided to truly break the mold. I wasn’t going to be the good girl anymore. I’d lost my virginity so why stay pure. Who cared. I forgot that God did. It took a long time for God to reach me. In fact 6 years, 2222 miles, at least 3 broken hearts (all mine), who knows how many emotional scars and a baby.
I found out that no matter how hard you try to break the mold and that no matter how hard you try to run away from your past that your past will find you until you deal with it the right way. Hiding them in the sand doesn’t help. Only revealing them to God’s redeeming grace and allowing him to heal them will actually get rid of them. And after reading Captivating I realize why I was so haunted by these kind of sins. Satan doesn’t women to flourish and prosper. We might actually be healthy then. Heh.
Now I break the mold in a new kind of way. That to be a woman of God you don’t have to be the cookie cutter church lady ala 1950’s. You can wear jeans and a doo-rag and still have a heart for God. You can have a tattoo and be pierced and still have a heart for worship. You can be imperfect and still be 100% sold out for God AND be used by God. I like that broken mold. Which is the way God wants us for he is truly strong in our weakness. He works better with moldable clay.

Mirror, Mirror on the wall

Sunday, November 20th, 2005

***authors note: some of you may not understand my blogging style lately, but this is a lot like my real paper journal…a smattering of this and that…song lyrics that move me, pictures, poems I write, streams of consciousness and you are getting a little heavy on the song lyrics lately because I’ve not had a lot of words that I can say without being horribly bitter, sappy, or insane. so today you get a picture and song lyrics. ***
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“Mirror”
by Barlow Girls
Mirror, Mirror on the wall, Have I got it?
‘Cause Mirror you’ve always told me who I am
I’m finding it’s not easy to be perfect
So sorry you won’t define me
Sorry you don’t own me
Who are you to tell me
That I’m less than what I should be?
Who are you? Who are you?
I don’t need to listen
To the list of things I should do
I won’t try, I won’t try
Mirror I am seeing a new reflection
I’m looking into the eyes of He who made me
And to Him I have beauty beyond compare
I know He defines me
You don’t define me, you don’t define me

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to betray

Wednesday, November 16th, 2005

just in case you don’t have a good grasp of the English language and need a refresher course….
Main Entry: be·tray
Pronunciation: bi-‘trA
Function: verb
Etymology: Middle English, from be- + trayen to betray, from Old French traïr, from Latin tradere — more at TRAITOR
transitive senses
1 : to lead astray; especially : SEDUCE
2 : to deliver to an enemy by treachery
3 : to fail or desert especially in time of need
4 a : to reveal unintentionally b : SHOW, INDICATE c : to disclose in violation of confidence
intransitive senses : to prove false
It did not say that you were betrayed if you made some one own up to their responsibilities six months after they left them. Just sayin.

Strong Enough

Monday, November 14th, 2005

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Strong Enough
by Stacie Orrico
Will you criticize me as I sit and cry?
I had fought so hard and thought that all my battles had been won
Only to find the war had just begun
Chorus:
Is He not strong enough?
Is He not pure enough?
To break me, pour me out and start again?
Is He not brave enough?
To take one chance with me
Please can I have one chance to start again
Will my weakness fall and and now make me suffer for a lifetime?
Is there any way to be made whole again
If I be renewed and find forgiveness by the strength I’ve never had
Will my scars forever ruin all God’s plans?
Chorus:
Is He not strong enough?
Is He not pure enough?
To break me, pour me out and start again?
Is He not brave enough?
To take one chance with me
Please can I have one chance to start again
He took my life into His hands
And turned it all around
In my most desperate circumstance, is where I’m finally found
That You are strong enough
That You are pure enough
To break me, pour me out and start again
That You are brave enough
To take one chance on me,
Oh thank You for my chance to start again

I so agree with the first one

Monday, November 14th, 2005

You Are 70% Weird


You’re so weird, you think you’re *totally* normal. Right?
But you wig out even the biggest of circus freaks!
How Weird Are You?

The Movie Of Your Life Is A Cult Classic


Quirky, offbeat, and even a little campy – your life appeals to a select few.
But if someone’s obsessed with you, look out! Your fans are downright freaky.

Your best movie matches: Office Space, Showgirls, The Big Lebowski

If Your Life Was a Movie, What Genre Would It Be?

movies I’ve never seen..heh


You Should Learn French


C’est super! You appreciate the finer things in life… wine, art, cheese, love affairs.
You are definitely a Parisian at heart. You just need your tongue to catch up…
What Language Should You Learn?

And does watching Charlie and the Chocolate Factory in French count?