I'm sure I didn't spell that right, but neither can most of the American population.
That makes me feel better.
Microsoft Word has spoiled my spelling skills, and unfortunately blogger lacks the spell checker I've grown so accustomed to.
Friends make good spouses.
A recent study found that people who show themselves friendly are more likely to have lasting marital relationships. Hmm. How many scientists, labs, and subjects did it take to figure that one out? :) I came across the article while browsing my email. You can read it HERE.
A decade is plenty of time to forget.
It is easy to forget someone, especially if the person you forgot was someone you've never met in person. Seeing a face usually does the trick of embedding them in your memory for life. A guy popped up on my yahoo messenger today whose username looks familiar, but I am clueless as to who it might be or how I met him. I'm thinking it was from that year, between my 12th and 13th birthdays, when I chatted with random strangers in chat rooms. I wisened up pretty quick to creepiness out there. Regardless, I'm very curious as to who this person is.
I finally discovered the origin of the Groucho Marx mask.
I found out who Groucho Marx was! I bought a collection of old classics at the store because it had "Arsenic and Old Lace" on it--one that I remember laughing my head off at the ridiculousness of. One of the films included in the collection was "A Night at the Opera," starring the Marx brothers. Right off the bat, I recognized the resemblance of Groucho's face to those toy masks that came in every goody bag I got as a child.
Organizing books is hard work.
I should've known, having been a library aide for 3 years of high school. I spent nearly 4 hours setting up an organized system for just my kids books. Of course, the system included ordering the books, taking inventory of them, writing my name in each one in case they are lent out to classmates, and organizing them electronically for easy search on my computer. I wonder how long it will take to get through all the rest of my books?
The sun split the clouds.
At least that's what it looked like yesterday morning. I wish I had a better camera than this silly point-and-shoot that has no options. Better yet, I wish I knew how to use one. Sun rays beamed through the clouds via several holes that spread at least half a mile wide. It was utterly amazing to behold. For some reason, my mind automatically thought, "The Lord sees all, hears all, knows all" when I saw this beautiful act of nature. It reminded me of His light peircing the darkness. Thinking of it sends chills of joy down my spine.
I'm thankful to the Lord for:
41. the passion of our instructors in Perspectives class. What a blessing!
42. hearing reports of God answering prayers--healing some, protecting others. What an encouragement!
43. the reminder of His faithfulness in spite of my fickle, wavering emotions. He has stood by me at times in my life when I literally turned my back on Him. I don't ever want to forget!
44. protecting me as I braved a drive in Little Rock during rush hour and for blessing me with a beautiful day with a dear friend. Friends are gifts from God!
45. allowing me an opportunity to go to bible study last Friday night--the first in over six months. Being there, listening to my peers discuss the Living Word, and applying it to our own lives was definitely something I needed. I wish I could be a part of something like that every Friday night.

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