There are little things that just annoy me. I am, after all, human. Though I am encouraged to walk in the Spirit, I still battle with the flesh. Today, the flesh got the better of me because something simple really burnt my biscuit! For clarification, in case you were not
Isn’t it just like me to stare at my vegan hotdog with disgust? Not because it is vegan. I am pescatarian (basically a vegetarian except that I occasionally eat fish). You would think that I would be grateful for the variety of options now available to me but, no. Instead
I stare into the backseat of my car, curious as to how my dog, Oscar, is going to respond to this new adventure! In nearly 10 years, although a rescue, Oscar has demonstrated zero fear in response to anything. I sit straight up in my bed alarmed on the Fourth
I think you fully realize you are a grown-up when a 13-year-old child tells you, “You don’t know how to have fun.” You absolutely know that you are a grown-up when your instinctive reply is, “Whatever, I’ll have you know I have a puzzle I intend to work. 1,000 pieces!”
I am not spontaneous. What I am is most certainly a creature of habit. My business grants me all the excitement I can handle and makes it incredibly important to me that I establish and maintain what little routine my profession allows. Ergo, I take the same exit at least