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Hey ... you know how they say some people were born with a silver spoon clenched in their wee gums? Well, that wouldn't be me; we had no silverware to speak of. I was, however, born with a soapbox attached to my feet. Plus which, I never had to be retrofitted with a smarm detector ... all indications are that I came with an industrial model already on board. I may be wrong at times (you may be right) but I'm never without an opinion, a memory, a rumination, a tale (whether cautionary or otherwise), or a take on any given situation. This occasionally leads to interesting reading. I'm Having A Thought Here doesn't pretend to be rocket science so if that's what you're looking for, go to www.NASA.gov. Also I have a tendency to be sarcastic, so if that kind of thing distresses you or causes you to become dyspeptic, you might want to go and see if the Easter bunny has a blog. But I sure hope you stay.
~Jennifer
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I'm a Midnight Wanderer!





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Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword? As it is written, For thy sake we are killed all the day long; we are accounted as sheep for the slaughter. Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him that loved us. For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
~ Romans 8:35-39
You and I have a rendezvous with destiny. We will preserve for our children this, the last best hope of man on earth, or we will sentence them to take the first step into a thousand years of darkness. If we fail, at least let our children and our children's children say of us we justified our brief moment here. We did all that could be done.
~ Ronald Reagan

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word-of-the-day for 12/5 ... ![]()
quietus \kwy-EE-tuhs\, noun:
1. Final discharge or acquittance, as from debt or obligation.
2. Removal from activity; rest; death.
3. Something that serves to suppress or quiet.


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