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  The Year of The Dragon

Found this on pinterest.

It describes me so aptly I felt the need to share it

its not a good part of me, but a part none the less

a reminder that there is much to conquer in my life

like letting the world know that in this broken world not everything can always be fine

Blessing on your spiritual journeys dear readers,

Quippy

The simple sweetness of being just a little bit girly....

 

Okay, I'm more than a little bit girly. But I do play airsoft, love tramping through the outdoors, shooting bows and arrows, and running. I will now completely distroy the credibility of my last sentece by letting you know that todays blog topic is lace.

I love, lace. But it hasn't always been this way. When I was little I hated lace! I thought it was for granies with dolies in stuffy old houses with cats. I have come a long way sense then, I now have learned apriciate doiles (for the crafting possibilities),  I love old house, and I find cats more likeable (though dogs and cows are still my favorite animals).

If you don't like lace maybe this will change your mind, and if you do then I hope you enjoy these pictures (from pinterest) as much as I do!

Lace can be on almost anything

It is slim

and elegant

you can use it all over

or just a wee bit

it is intricate

it is lovely

Lace it beautiful

~ A girly little Quippy~

Just Today...

I'm not use to pain.
 I take care of myself and have learned what to do to keep myself well.
 I dont like taking medicine (for many reasons in which I will give a nice post on some other time)
I prefer to suffer little than take medicine.
But today was different.
Four parts of me are hurting right now.
FOUR!!
I'm 17. I shouldn't hurt.
But today I do...
My ears hurt from getting them pierced.
My foot hurts from a very unfortunate injury I will not divulge.
My back hurts from sitting in the car for almost four hours.
My head hurts...not really sure why....
The solution....
Take 3 advil. Go for a run (and hope it rains). Hope that when I get home I can convince someone to rub me (like that would happen). Pray.
Be thankful that one of these days all of these pains will go away.
photo of Paul Darde's Eternal Pain 1913

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