I found this here.
"God, whom I serve in my spirit in preaching the gospel of His Son, is my witness how constantly I remember you." Romans 1:9, NIV
Monday, October 3, 2011
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Monday, September 26, 2011
Wrappy Sandals
Sunday, September 25, 2011
I Saw a Pterodactyl
I saw a pterodactyl in the summer of 1985 in northern Illinois. I kid you not.
I was driving with my cousin Kathleen as my passenger, entering some freeway. The pterodactyl was standing in the ditch, facing the road, with its wings partly outstretched. I saw the long beak and the claws halfway down its wings. It was a leathery brown and had no feathers, and I could see the outline of bones in its wings.
I immediately hit the brakes and pulled over, putting the car in reverse. As I did, I realized my cousin was staring at me with her mouth hanging open, saying "Did you just..was that a...did you see...?" As I backed down the shoulder of the highway, I completed my cousin's sentence "...pterodactyl!" and she said "YES! One of those!" When we were still about 20 yards away, it flew off, directly away from the highway. It was huge. We watched it fly away and then just sat there with the car running, saying nothing, for a good five minutes.
I have since researched every North American species of bat, crane, and heron, and nothing comes even close to what we saw that day.
Tonight, just for fun, I Googled "I Saw a Pterodactyl." Wow. Was I surprised. The following video clip and the first three links are from search results. The last link is from a documentary that I watched on Netflix a few weeks ago and found very enlightening.
Check out the Civil War photos starting at 1:19.
"I Saw a Pterodactyl" Sighting Testimonials
"I Swear I Saw a Pterodactyl" Sighting Testimonials
Modern Dinosaur Sightings A Christian View
Dragons or Dinosaurs A Creationist View
My fellow eye-witness is in Heaven now. Kathleen, I remember you.
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Day 30 - Bridge Over Troubled Water
"A cover of a song I like better than the original (post the cover)."
"Bridge Over Troubled Water"
by Clay Aiken
When you're weary
Feeling small
When tears are in
Your eyes
I will dry them all
I'm on your side
Oh when times get rough
And friends just can't be found
Like a bridge
Over troubled water
I will lay me down
Sail on silver girl
Sail on by
Your time has come
To shine
All your dreams are on their way
See how they shine
If you need a friend
Look around I'm sailing
Right behind
Like a bridge
Over troubled water
I will ease your mind
Like a bridge
Over troubled water
I will ease your mi---nd
Your mind
Ease your mi----nd!
To my mother, who was watching American Idol with me when Clay Aiken sang this song and who loved his voice. I remember you.
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Portal to Shoe-topia
Those of you who knew me in my prime may remember that I had a love affair with shoes. I had nice long legs. My calves were perfect, my ankles sublime. My perfectly painted toes would lead the eye to my strappy, wrappy shoes with perhaps a sparkling ankle bracelet to tease the eye. And the spike of the heel, of course. They say that jewelery makes the outfit, but oh, no, my darlings, it's always been the shoes.
But, alas, in December of 1999 I devastated the bones in my right foot and ankle (a tale for another time, my dears), and after rods and pins and bone grafts I was told I could never wear high heels again. And as we all know, flats are, well, flat.
Then as I got older, I became quite, well, plump, shall we say. And my calves and ankles were no longer svelte. My right calf forever remained a shadow of its former self, and the corresponding ankle stayed swollen and misshapen. Occasionally I would disobey the physician and wear again a delightful pair of shoes that would make men turn their heads. But, to my woe, it was no longer admiration I saw in their eyes.
And then, then, I was aghast to discover that, one night while I was sleeping, the Fancy Feet Fairy had stolen my feet, only to replace them with Old Woman feet! No, NO, it could not be! Yellowed nails and crusty heels! Where, oh, where, had my youthful feet gone? Now even strappy flats and a golden toe ring could not bring back that echo of my former beauty! It was nothing less than a travesty! My love affair with shoes lie wounded in the corner, whimpering its last!
But before that love affair could take its last breath, the Sexy Shoe Sprite came to visit. With a PHOTO of a pair of sexy shoes! Photographs! I could still have beautiful feet and legs in sexy shoes, I just needed photographs of the shoes to tease my imagination!
And so, it begins. Periodically, I will post to my blog a photograph of shoes that I adore. They may be sexy spikes, or flat wraps, or basic boots, but they will all be ME. They will all be shoes that I would actually wear! And your job? All YOU have to do is imagine them on the seductive feet I formerly flourished at the end of my long svelte legs. (Okay, some of you will have to use a lot of imagination, but work with me here!)
Voilà! Feast your eyes then envisage my beauty!
by Alexander McQueen
Ankle Wraps & Cuffs
I JUST DISCOVERED ANKLE WRAPS! ALL BY THEIR OWN SELVES! OH, MY WORD!
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