overdeveloped and undersized
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oversized and underdeveloped
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pick one......
we have both
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| Wednesday, July 06, 2005 |
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| If you are here reading this....you shouldn't be, you need to go to the other site, I know that they are basically the same thing, but you need to get used to going to the other one, think of this as gentle prodding.....just don't go off on a tangent with that thought. |
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| Tuesday, June 28, 2005 |
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| Tuesday, June 21, 2005 |
| Torture--One on One |
Meet Boo.
Meet Boo's sweet-tooth.
Meet Boo's sweet-tooth addiction.
Meet Boo's sweet-tooth's addiction-kicking p&p.
Meet a miserable Boo.
So the story goes (in a not so Peter and Jane way): It was a normal day, normal p&p time, normal questions, not so normal answers.
Seems the Lord wants me to kick my sweet tooth habits out the door, for two whole months. Said it was good for me.
That all seemed good and well two days ago when I first got that from Him.
It's C.'s birthday tonight. Not so bad, but then (as if resisting normal cake and ice-cream wouldn't have been bad enough) his mom decided to make this incredible looking, oreo covered, ice-cream filled dream cake....and I can't touch it.
I'm a frickin addict here. You should see the way I'm shaking from not being able to eat any.
I had to leave the room...seriously...which is why I'm sitting here, at TG's computer, miserable out of my mind. All I can think about is just one bite of that cake concoction that just looked soooo incredibly delicious.
I'll live through this. I will. For two whole months. Once I get past tonight, IF I can get past tonight...I think it will have been a breakthrough...maybe the Lord will decide to shorten my sentence to only ONE month instead of two.
Someone said I was incredibly yielded to let Him ask this of me...at this moment, I think I'm incredibly stupid.
I'm sure there's a great reason for Him asking this of me, maybe it's because I was starting to resemble a whale...who knows.
I'll live...truly I will...
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It was fun.....yeah I'm done now.
Okay, okay so I'll expound a little!!! sheesh the bad vibes I got.....
First rule of thumb: Never expect to make ANY sort of descision when you have 12 GIRLS each with a differing opinion of what would taste good for dinner..
Second rule of thumb: Don't smile at the mexican men
Third rule of thumb: Don't tan on the beach in mexico nude...just don't!!!
Fourth rule of thumb: Don't wear a bikini and expect me to not somehow sneak a few pics of you (you know who you are)
Fifth rule of thumb: If you wear a skirt you will be yelled, whistled and honked at, regardless of how overweight/underweight/alien looking/plain ugly, you are.
Sixth rule of thumb: DON'T DRINK THE WATER I REPEAT DO NOT DRINK THE WATER!! (thankfully I do not speak from personal experience)
Seventh rule of thumb: Never, EVER pay what they tell you to the first 4 times.
Eighth rule of thumb: Never go "around the corner" by yourself if you are female, this I did learn from personal experience.
Ninth rule of thumb: Don't ask the border guard not to check the trunk and don't greet him in French.
Tenth rule of thumb: There IS no spoon.
It was fun, my favorite part was the ride home with Chuck driving. We did not have music in the car...we had been in the car for the better part of 2 hours already, we were going the speed limit....we went mental. Think 99 bottles of beer on the wall...
Thank you to everyone who hauled their fair/good/excelent bottoms down there to make my turn of the decade special, I love you!!!!
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Right then.
Vacation in "Mechico" (as the Harem master would say).
To sum it up in three small words:
Food.
Beach.
Sunburn.
--The end.
Ok, so it wasn't quite that boring. But that was the main gyst of the episode down south. That and birthday parties. (Happy Birthday Poochies!!). Our baby girl is all grown up...*sob*
Eh, grown up and gotten old. Gosh darn it. She just wanted to be like me, didn't quite make it, but at least she's the same age. :D
She posted gross pix of us all over her blog. No, I won't give the link. You guys don't deserve that.
We had great margaritas down there though. They just don't make them the same up here. Hence another *sob*. I have to go and wait six months or so to go down again and enjoy their Paleterias, Tacos Manuel, and Margaritas. Good thing too. I gained 2,000,000 pounds going down there. It'll take me the next six months to burn it all off. heh. It was worth it though.
The water at the beach was frickin cold. Not what I expected for June weather, but it was intense fun none-the-less. Last day, Larry and I decided to run full-speed into the water multiple times. Suicide attempts. I think we need therapy.
I'm a lovely shade of pink at the moment. Thanks to the intense sunlight which I forced myself to fall asleep under (*idiot*idiot*idiot*). Hopefully the shade will turn to a lovely bronze soon enough and I'll become a tanned beach barbie...without the plastic breasts.
Peace, my people. Don't you wish you'd been there?
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| Tuesday, June 14, 2005 |
| ...I don't like it... |
No.
Just no.
Period.
Sorry, Zero, no.
I hate gray.
End of subject.
Not so ended. You can't read my font! Great intentions I'm sure, but , but, but....I think the correct word I'm looking for is ugh. That's it. Ugh.
I know. I'm not very encouraging at the moment, and I'm sure the Lord will deal with me because of it. Lord, forgive my cruelty in not liking the new face of our blog.
I'm going to have small talks with the Harem Master, and after she's had small corrections with me over being so non-understanding, she'll reassure me that it'll get better, and I'll regain my respect for your design skills Zero.
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But until then....
I shiver in disgust...
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| Monday, June 13, 2005 |
| Of Haremite outings |
We all went out for the first time as a Harem yesterday evening, it was so hardcore!!! We drove to a certain store to get someone a present, only to find that it was barred, chained and barbwired for the night already. Oh well, lets play the glad game, our driver- who will remain nameless-then procceeded to do three 360 degree turns in the parking lot, just for fun.
We also put instant witnessing into practice, and when I say "we" I mean Woozers who gave two nice people a tract whillst we made a pit stop at 7-11.
Then we went to visit our "sister home" and we all got into our undies, had a big pillow fight with our huge feather pillows and licked whip cream off of eachother........"WHAP" well now that we're back to reality....... we just had quality bonding time with our female counterparts, I'll leave the rest up to your imagination, but it definetly didn't involve whip cream!!!
We're going to try and have more Haremite outings, hopefully they will be more eventful than this one and they will happen weekly, it should work out nicely as we already are planning something for the Harem next week. I'll see you there el hombre's mi aigas spaggehtti.....and that is the extent of my knowledge. El Hallelujah!!!! |
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| 10 things you may not have known about me... |
Heh, just for fun, I decided to post this list...some of you might be shocked by what you find out.
--I'm ambidexterous.
--My favorite styles of music are Hard rock--and Classical.
--I've only been in the FD Family for 5 years.
--I used to be a pretty good ventriloquist.
--I've never had a boyfriend.
--I'm eternally an optimistic dreamer, but only because I choose to ignore the reality that I see around me and choose instead to believe that there's a better world out there.
--I don't like chocolate anymore.
--I hate peanuts.
--I have twelve piercings.
--I love everything girly and pink, but I'm still a rockchild at heart...thus the piercings.
Heh, wonder if you discovered anything new about me...
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| Wednesday, June 08, 2005 |
| Dearests... |
We love our men!!!!
Yes we know we complain about the lack of men, but actually we counted the other night and we came up with 9 single men in the area, and thats not counting the DILFS!!
They are quality men and they are lovely, perfect example, today a certain Philmeister bought all the girls in the office a rose, there was no reason for it, he just did it cause he's a SUPER nice guy, it made our day. WE LOVE YOU PHIL!!!!
As cool as Miami is....there are so many nice men here and we just need to count our blessings, how would the nice men in the area feel if they read our blog?? not so nice I tell you, this is just a shout out to all our hottie men in the area (you know who you are) WE LOVE YOU !!!!!! |
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I'm learning about praise right now in my life.
I used to proudly think I was pretty adept at praising, as the words "Thank you Jesus" and "Praise the Lord" weren't far from my lips most of the time. Whenever I was in an uncomfortable situation, I thought I was a pretty good praiser when I'd exclaim "Oh well, Praise the Lord anyways".
Recently, after reading the book summaries of "Prison to Praise" and "Power to Praise" I discovered that my skills of praising weren't all that great. In fact, I was probably closer to being a chronic grumbler than a skilled and professional praiser.
The thought of praising the Lord for the bad things instead of simply thanking him for the good things and resigning myself to "think happy thoughts" while going through something, was a new concept for me.
Not necessarily new in that I hadn't heard about it, or thought of it once or twice in my life, more new in that I'd never actually thought of a practical application of doing it. Previously, the thought of praising the Lord for the bad things seemed almost sacriligious, because it seemed like I was taking the blame off of "the enemy attacking me" and putting it as "the Lord allowed this to happen to me". And I somehow always forgot to add the clause that He allowed it for my good.
After seriously contemplating these strange thoughts for a while, it kinda sorta started to make sense. After all, I know that as a kid I'd memorized the verse "In everything give thanks", but I hadn't really thought he meant...everything...
So a few days ago, after having read those books and had small mindset changes, I decided I wanted to try this whole "praise the Lord for the bad stuff as well as the good" dealio. I mean, it couldn't be too bad, right? It does actually make sense, because you're getting your mind off of yourself, and your situation, and instead getting your eyes on the Lord and trusting that "though he slay me, yet will I trust in him"...and even praise Him for doing so.
...Three days and counting since I made that small commitment, and I'm discovering I'm going to need more than just small mindset changes.
Take for example Monday. Eternally the busiest day of my week. Already, upon arriving at work and making my daily to-do list, I find I have got wayyy too much to do for one day, and somehow I've got to try to fit it all in, and get it done well. Then, halfway through the day, I have a meeting with some of my coworkers and find that there's more work for me to do...throw in the addition that I was also not feeling well, and I've got quite the list to be on a major bummer.
No, no, nobody would see that I was on that bummer, because I would put on my smiling face, say I could handle it, and go on my internally grumbling way.
...Day one, and I've already failed a test...or have I?
The Lord is always faithful to punch through with His help though, and halfway through my grumbling spree I was reminded of a key quote I'd memorized some time before. "Keep your eyes off yourself and your situation, and on Me and the keys. Praise Me, even when you don't feel like it, and I will take care of the situation and bring about Rom. 8:28, even from the most trying of circumstances"...I was convicted. Here I had made all these grand plans of being the worlds newest, bestest praise warrior, and within a day of my commitment, I'm on a greased downward slide to becoming the world's bestest internal grumbler.
So, I decided to put feet to my faith, and put into action the commitments I'd made the day before.
I started praising the Lord for every gosh darn bad thing I could think of...
...But when I did, an amazing thing would happen...Whenever I'd say "Thank you Lord for such-and-such (bad thing)" my thoughts would keep going and I'd hear a "because it's helping me to learn such-and-such (good thing)". For example, I'd say "Thank you Lord that I was given so much work to do today" and He'd finish up with "because it shows that I (me) have been faithful, and people trust that I'll get the job done".
Soon it wasn't just empty praising anymore. Because there was an actual reason why all of this stuff was happening, and all of it was good!!
I still have a long way to go before I become the world's newest, bestest, praise warrior, but hey, I've found there's hope. And even if I don't get all the work done I'd like, and I come down with the stomach flu, and have to spend the rest of my week in bed, or whatever else could happen to me this week, I know that all I have to do is take my eyes off of myself, and off of my situation, and simply look to the Lord, because I know that He'll take care of the situation, and bring about Rom. 8:28.
...even from the most trying of circumstances...
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