This morning a sweet little old lady knocked on my door on behalf of the Jehovah’s Witnesses. She called me honey, oohed and aahed over Ellie’s ballerina princess dress, was amazed to learn I had two older children, said I was “slim and petite”, shared her love of Jesus with me, nodded in agreement as I expressed my faith in Him, and wished His blessings upon me as she turned to go, leaving me with only a small flier offering Biblical answers to some of life’s common questions. Mormons should seriously consider sending little old ladies door-to-door. They’re much harder to say no to than 19-year-old boys. After she left I felt bad that I hadn’t asked her in for hot cocoa at the very least. With that power, she’ll probably convert half the neighborhood in one day!
I’m concerned that I’m becoming a Twilight addict. This is most likely your fault, Pam. I am now determined to learn Bella’s Lullaby on the piano, and I will probably buy the movie when it comes out on DVD, in the hopes that I can convince Chris to watch it with me (like that’ll ever happen!)
I have another school uniform committee meeting tonight. Supposedly the principal has made an executive decision in regards to color. My sources tell me this is a decision I will approve of, but if that’s the case then, based on the atmosphere of the last meeting, it’s likely that most of the other parents present will not approve, resulting in an interesting meeting tonight.
Why do two of my children still feel the need for me to accompany them to the bathroom at 4:00 in the morning?
In true blogger fashion, I’m working on a list of 100 things about me (despite having passed my 100th post quite some time ago). It’s not as easy as it sounds.
I am really interested in Chinese culture right now (no particular reason for sharing this, just because I can, I guess.)
I just joined an online opinion poll service that promises rewards that are good enough to sound promising without being too good to be true. We’ll see how it goes.
I won the lottery again! Seriously, I need to change my email address or something, because unfortunately the lottery winning emails are the least my worries as far as spam goes. Some of those messages…ew!
Salvation just arrived in the mail, in the form of a package from Grandma E. containing a few random belongings we left behind, including – oh glorious day! – Dora Saves the Snow Princess!!! Ellie and her friend are now in Dora-induced heaven and are no longer arguing over puzzle pieces. Thank you, Grandma!
Lori, I promise I will answer your question soon. I just have a hard time narrowing it down to that one moment of perfect happiness you demanded. (Pardon my Seriously, So Blessed moment, but really, I have a pretty dang good life!)