If we flavor-colored our snowmen in the winter

we'd have so many standing snow cones!

Kids would come from miles around and attach their faces to the flavory goodness.

They would get stomach aches.

Heck, they'd get frost-bitten lips-

not to mention the flu from little Tommy down the street who was working on the snowman's booty beforehand.

But hey! Wouldn't that be great?

[replace the ho! ho! ho! with some OM NOM NOM.]

It's about time to

I just want to go home,

I just want to get away.

I want to have time to think [not worry] about the important things in life.

I don't want to always wake up early,

run around all day like a chicken with its head cut off,

then hit the pillow for a bit to recoup,

just to wake up again to the hustle and bustle.

I want to enjoy life: breathe it in and then out and SAVOR it.

I want out of the system.

I want out of the system!

.I need to make a list of priorities.

Ah, science.

Sometimes.....you just shouldn't.

Creativity.

can be so flattering.

I enjoy clever people.

Use what you got, yeah.

I looked all cute

but had nowhere to go.

This made me feel good,

that I dressed up for me.

It also made me feel as though I was missing something-

that I should've been somewhere else.

I pray on, ya'll.

Newly discovered pet peeve:

people who scuffle as they walk.

It's like they don't understand the concept of picking up their feet completely to take steps.

Instead, we get to hear the soles of their shoes skid against the ground with every

single

step.

Maybe this doesn't bother other people.

But I have this strange kind of sensitive hearing that some little sounds just resonate in my ears really, really well.

(like scuffling feet)

and I just want it to end.

So.

Stop being lazy ya'll.

Pick up those feet.

I was born to die,

that the Son may live.

I am daily trying to get my head around that

...and I need His help.