August 30th

Roy, Andrew and I are being baptized at the end of this month. The fact that Roy has accepted Jesus as his Savior is nothing short of a miracle. We were talking to our pastor this past weekend and he said "Do you know how cool your wife is? Most couples I counsel, the wife has hounded, nagged and threatened to get the husband into church". (heh...told Pastor Ken I'd throw a few extra dollars in the plate for that one) I knew better than to ever do that to Roy. Not because I would be afraid of his reaction, but because I wouldn't begrudge him his own personal journey. I knew it would only work if it was a natural journey for Roy.

We pray together every night as a family and it just feels right and good. It's definitely the glue for our family.

That's all I got for now. I'm tired.

plethora

So I am completely fascinated by that guy that shot up the gym in PA. http://www.google.com/hostednews/ap/article/ALeqM5jCr-8hvMxT_o93eW1whvXEAyJfqAD99T31MG0 I mean, he's not a bad looking guy so he must have been putting bad vibes out and chose (despite what he thought) to isolate himself. I've always thought that if I came back in another life, I'd want to be a psychologist. The human mind amazes me.

But you know what, here's a little note to you suicidal folks. First, seek help. But, if you're not going to seek help, just take your stupid self out. It doesn't make you special or neat or cool when you take a bunch of innocent people out with you. It just makes you a dick.

Ya know, that's all I got today.

Rock on,

Visiting the Unmentionables Counter at Macy's

So buying a bra is always a challenge for me. Not because I'm hard to fit or what ever, but I have ver specific requirements for my day to day bras. I think they're pretty simple, but apparently I am in the minority in my desires b/c these bras are hard to come buy.

Here's my requirements:

* Beige
* underwire
* cotton
* no lace, or bows (I'm not 12 years old, and I'm way past training bras)
* No seams. Who wants seams running diagonally across the boob? They always show through blouses and shirts.
* no padding, gel filled, water filled, what ever filled. I'm built like a woman, not a 12 year old boy. I come to the game with my own "magic" I don't need anything fake.

See....it's really quite simple, no? And, as an aside, I realize it's not every man's fantasy to see his woman in a simple beige bra. Suffice it to say, when it's time for "marital business" I come prepared w/ the sexy stuff. I'll also wear sexy bras for a night out on the town or what ever, but for my day to day bra-wearing I just want a simple fucking beige bra without a bunch of bullshit padding. SO, when I find one, I buy three or four.

As for underwear, I'm way past pretending the strip of fabric up my ass doesn't bother me, so I don't wear t-backs too often anymore. (See note above about "marital business"). I don't want to wear granny panties, so I know I"m coming late to the game on this discovery, but "boy cuts" rule. ANd you can get some sexy lacy boy-cuts.

So there you have it. Life-changing information about my unmentionables.

ok....here we go!!!

I promised that once I got my new netbook, I would re-start my Project 365 blog. So lets call everything that led up to this as "practice". My old laptop was really crappy and blogging just wouldn't have been enjoyable.

So here I am. Brand new Asus laptop. 10" screen. So far....really awesome.


I was going to buy it as a "To Lisa From Lisa - Congratulations on Getting The Job" gift, but other expenses took precedence. So not two months later, I got promoted to Sr. Paralegal (which also comes with a little extra scratch) so I treked out to Murfreesboro this morning and bought it.

YAAAAAAAAAAAAY.

Ok, so I will start this Project 365 now. Post ever day (ish) and watch the progress of my life for one year.

Rock on.