Slip over to Conversion Diary for the inspiration of my Friday ramblings.
Strawberry pretzel salad for Thanksgiving dinner is always my assignment. It is not a salad. It is a sugary and gross dessert. But for all things good and holy (read: family peace) I will make it. Ughh.
And a two.
My co-workers are the bomb. I'd never get staycation without their hard work and insistence that I leave. I'm taking that as either 1) compassion or 2) recognition of burnout.
And a three.
Say a prayer for my kids this weekend. I'll spare the details. Just pray, please? Amen.
And a four.
Conan replacing Leno is like....just not right. I predict ratings will plummet. They will at my house.
And a five.
I came this close to stopping and buying french fries (just small ones!) on my way home from work today. I haven't had a grease craving forever and can't even remember the last time I bought fries. Settled for a diet pop and came home for wheat berry salad. So glad I did!
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And a six.
Jerry Bridges will keep me awake tonight - even though I'm exhausted. Ron Burgundy isn't home, so I won't be sleeping, or sleeping fitfully at best. Thanks Jerry. And God, for Your Word.
And a seven.
The turducken has to be the most disgusting food item ever created. Cooks on crack? Until I saw one of these, I thought the running gears in a single turkey leg were gross. I seriously don't think this was God's intent when he had Noah load up that ark. For all things good and holy, get a tofurkey.
Why to my "good and holy references" always refer to food?
Tea tonight: Harney & Sons green with citrus