Daily Archives: June 21, 2008

Look into the mirror and tell me what you see . . . that is what Shelly is asking. Okay, she is ACTUALLY asking for one of those horror stories we all have in our closets – the one where we got all ready to go out and thought we were at our very, VERY, best-est (is, too a word!) and somewhere along the line, sometime much, much later (mayhaps even after we had gotten home) we discovered that . . .

. . . our hem was torn and hanging, or
. . . our slip was torn, hanging, AND showing, or
. . . we had GREEN stuck in our teeth (no WONDER he didn’t care to kiss us good night), or
. . . we had a “ladder” in our hose – or our seams weren’t straight, or

well, you get the idea. Each of us has something like that in our history – maybe it even happened TODAY!

What’ve you got? What’ve you got to lose? Head on over to Shelly’s and get the skinny on the contest, write it up and email her with a link.

Then, tell all of your friends about it!

Oh, yeah, there are PRIZES, too!!!! How much fun is that?

It’s a God thang . . .

Left hubby at the breakfast table – a buddy of his joined him as I left, so it was all good – to go and meet some of the Soldotna knitters for coffee.

I had not checked the Ravelry board before going over – figured even if nobody showed up I would get a cup of good coffee out of the deal. None of the knitters were there . . . but . . .

an acquaintance of mine – met through work – was there and introduced me to her friend – who it turns out I also have spoken with before because of work (on the phone). We sat and chatted about an idea they have for a women’s Bible study group where I work – and some of the road blocks that can (and/or have) come up due to the type work I do and the type of agency for which I work.

“normally” they would not have been at that coffee shop, but their regular meeting place was too crowded – “normally” (if I had checked the board before going and known nobody was going to be there) I would not have gone. BUT, God had a different idea and allowed the three of us to come together for an hour of chatting – work related and personal, too –

all in HIS time. His appointed time.

I love how things like this come together.