Outside the Pigeon Holes

photo credit: raphael gerber I was not born to be traditional. There is nothing traditional about me or my life. Never really has been. No matter how hard I have tried to cram myself into that box - thinking that eventually I will get there, I have to come to terms with the fact that God did not make me to be run-of-the-mill. I have a knack for completely obliterating any box that reads "This is what life is supposed to be", "These are what milestones you should have reached by age 40", "These are the kinds of people you should hang with if you're a good Christian girl", etc. etc...Sometimes I look at people who have 'that life' and think I am missing something. It seems like if I had kids or was married or had an income that was heftier that I would then be a real grown up. Then again, maybe that's just a lie straight from the pit of hell...Even though I'm single with no kids, living in a one-bedroom apartment with a menagerie o

NOTE: Please forgive the horrid formatting in this post...Blogger is screwing up picture placement and spacing and I can't fix it...So, like that last post that had random words in it...Just ignore...SIGGHHH... On with the story.... Not only did I single-handedly carry the 12-ton boxes up the stairs, I also put together my new Ikea computer desk all by my little self...With no cussing and only a few WTF?'s (that doesn't count since it's a question and not a curse).    Destruction Construction calls for music. Pandora Internet Radio set to John Tesh or Yanni works well to keep the nerves soothed. Are you laughing at John Tesh? Shame on you. He is a good Christian man...And he gives free healthy lifestyle tips on STAR 93.3!      Um...Looks like I already violated rule number one...The guy in that picture is obviously not a badass if he has to have a friend help him carry the boxes!    Dinah shows how she matches the Birch Effect color scheme of the desk. She doesn

A day at the ball park with fabulous people...God rocks! We waited...A nd waited...A nnnnd waited for the rest of our party to arrive. Please ignore the random word 'edit' below (??!)... edit Sara makes contact. "Take me out to the crowd....I don't like peanuts or cracker Jacks...but barbecue chicken and chips will do... " Shiloh on the big screen! I think something was happening here. Sara looking perky. She has the same ass as her mom.. . (it's a Shiloh thing, you might not understand).... Dan...And part of my hand. Yep, I'm a real pro! Jim decided that texting with his daughter was more interestin g than watching the Reds lose again (I myself would never text while sitting with other people...Never. Ever. And I'd never text someone who was sitting right next to me either, that would be silly). What we all ventured down for - Steven Curtis Chapman LIVE! Jumbotrons make for good concert viewing. Oooh. I'