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Little stories. And a life story.
We gals have lots of thoughts, don't we? I'm bored with my routine. I love my routine and require it in order to be happy. Am I being noticed? Is this all in vain? What should I do with my life? Am I a good mother? Am I a good spouse? Will I ever find a spouse? Why doesn't God listen to me? Uh oh, God gave me exactly what I asked for. Can I survive on cheddar cheese? Why do we have to eat broccoli? I should eat more edamame. I'd like some new jeans. I wish my old jeans still fit. Oh how I long for a baby. Pregnancy sucks. How do you keep toddlers out of the dogs' water dish? What will my life look like in 5 years?
This website will probably provide zero answers. But as we ask the questions and laugh at our insanity as these complex answers elude us, perhaps we'll find some common ground. I hope you'll hang.
One thing is certain. In 5 years it will be a different day. Will it be the kind you want?
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Written by jen
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Turns out, both churches and good jobs are hard to find. Friday after the morning show I learned my position was being eliminated. That hurt. I didn't see it coming, but I wasn't surprised given the volatility of radio. So now what? We're taking a long vacation! |
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Sunday, 11 July 2010 19:26 |
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Angela and I took the girls to a new church last night. It's easier to get the diaper bag loaded and get out of the house on a Saturday night than it is on a Sunday morning, so we decided to venture out. We're not unsatisfied with our current church (Cathedral of Hope), but it's 45 minutes away from our house. We want something closer. God bless the logistics please. :-) The new church was energetic, entertaining, and God-centered, but there was one phrase uttered after the service that didn't sit well with us. I'm still not exactly sure what it meant. |
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