I suppose the combination of two Thanksgiving feasts and the approaching double-nickel birthday are doing a number on me. When the second garment literally ripped, split, cried UNCLE on my burgeoning person yesterday, determined to have a positive attitude about this abasing anomaly, I thought Wonder Woman. I'm Wonder Woman! Oh wait.....that was The Incredible Hulk, wasn't it.
Remove far from me vanity and lies: give me neither poverty nor riches; feed me with food convenient for me. Proverbs 30:8
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