On the Runway
A Paranoid SueAnne Louise,
Feared her death every time that she sneezed.
She saw a great quack,
And though symptoms she lacked,
Felt at peace when he found a disease.
A soul that walks on water leaves no footprints, but will make waves."
A Paranoid SueAnne Louise,
Feared her death every time that she sneezed.
She saw a great quack,
And though symptoms she lacked,
Felt at peace when he found a disease.
I just found out in an e-mail that our church is going to have an event for mom’s called, “Mothers Raising Sons” next month. Four mothers of boys (who are now good men) will be on a “The View” like panel on stage discussing the joys of bringing up boys.…
It’s been a good weekend. I enjoyed Friday night’s beginning to the ladies seminar and my monologue went very well. The script was open ended which I love writing but it is harder for me to perform. I wanted to present enough of a need in the audience…
Young Ivan with strong furrowed brow,
Would laugh if he’d ever learned how.
He can chuckle and smirk,
But his giggles still lurk,
Holding back till his hurts take a bow.
I did manage to accomplish a small project yesterday. I posted it on my Girls In Stitches site and I’m quite pleased. The only missing component on this wall hanging organizer is a way to hang it. I am thinking I can just stitch little loops on the ba…
A young girl from bright San Diego
longed to drive to far off Tobago
She was saddened a smidge
When she learned that no bridge
was there for her big Winnebago
Okay…I wanted so badly to write a limerick for Tisra on this the eve of her 30th birth…
I have been trying to come up with a skit for our Spring Seminar and running into road blocks along the way. I was able to write one for the Friday night service and I think it will go well. It’s about gifts, living in your own calling and not trying t…