Sunday, August 21

A Confession

I have a confession to make.
I can't go to church today.
I feel like such a heathen.

I have been at work for 2 hours and am so far under that I can't even tell which way the bubbles are going.

I mean, maybe I could go?
Just straight from work?
No shower....?

Yeah, not so much.

I really feel like I had things wrapped up pretty neatly yesterday when I left work.
Evidently not.

So why am I doing this and not working right now?
Well, there's a time for everything...and I have about ten minutes until that time.

So while we are on the subject of confessions...I have another one...
I thought about this while I was on the tractor yesterday.
Be forewarned this is a totally new subject.

You know the whole having babies thing?
I mean, like having them, ya know?
I'm fuzzy on that subject.

No, no, no, not the pregnant part.  I comprende' that.
I'm good with the whole thought of being pregnant forever 9 months, it's the 'getting-the-baby-out' part that keeps skipping on my CD.

Being pregnant---------------being a mom=how my brain works.


I just like to think ahead.
Ya know, plan?

Maybe I should just keep these thoughts to myself...
...and go to church smelly.


  1. Go to church smelly. You'll feel better an don't fret the delivery. You'll forget it shortly afterwards...

  2. I don't think you actually forget the is seared in my brain still 6 months later.

    But it is totally worth it. I promise.

  3. Malinda,
    Ummmmm...ok I believe you...but only if I can have one as great as yours but half the size;)

  4. Naw you need to schedule the delivery with very good drugs and then you don't care about the delivery. :)


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