Homework of a highschooler

My younger brother (with the help of our sister) came up with this little doozy for his poetry homework when he drew the word "lavatory" for his assignment:

:-)

I was feelin' kinda derogatory,
as I was headed to the lavatory.
Now this might get kinda gory,
and you might not want to hear this story.
My intestines were being kinda corny,
and I was in there so long people got inquisitory.
My guts were fizzing like a laboratory,
and the smell was not so complimentary.
My stomach needed some anti-inflammatory,
the pain was damaging my respiratory.
When the toilet flushed, the water moved circulatory,
and due to my accomplishment, I felt celebratory.
When I came out, my friends were very accusatory,
and were not very congratulatory.
In case you are not aware by now, this story is of the unpleasant category."

Happy Mother's Day

Time flies...

Well, goodness, I knew it'd been awhile since I'd done anything with my blog, but I didn't realized it'd been over a year since I'd posted anything! For those of you that actually enjoy reading my ramblings: I apologize for my lack of care and will try and be better about putting up interesting and insightful updates or thoughts for your amusement. For those of you who don't bother checking up on this very often: maybe you'll actually have something to read up on when you stop in next. :-)

An update:

I have recently entered into my twenty-fifth year of life and am finding it highly enjoyable. I spend my weekdays working as the lead receptionist at an optometrists. The evenings get filled with bible study, worship practice, taxi-ing siblings, dancing, and family time. The weekends usually end up being a nice mix of cleaning, resting, fun adventures with friends, an occasional dance, church, etc.

I still sorely miss Mom. It's been three years since she passed away now. She was the most influential woman in my life and it's been challenging moving on without her wisdom and comfort. I love my family dearly and don't know what I would do without the company/entertainment/love/support of the goofy lot. We're an odd bunch, but we love eachother. :-)

I never did get that Honda Metropolitan I was so in love with. After taking the motorcycle training course and talking with some "experts", I came to the conclusion that purchasing a slow scooter would be unwise. (My love for speed had NOTHING to do with that decision, for the record.) I have since turned my attention toward a Vespa which, is much more expensive and will take me longer to attain, is faster and larger, making it safer. I still don't own it, but am getting closer and closer to being a proud, yet dorky looking Vespa rider/owner.

The Lord never ceases to amaze me with His acts of love, grace, power, faithfulness, and love (yes, I meant to say love twice). He's been the one constant in my life and though I'm not always pleased with where He takes me or the things He throws my way, He continually proves that He is in control and, though I may come out with a few bumps and bruises, He will never allow harm to come to me and everything He does is for my own good. Growing in the Lord is quite the journey... I'm very much looking forward to where it takes me and the end result.

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