I will not bring a chicken in the house, but I will wear a cute, hand-stamped chicken tee that my mom got me in Colorado! CUTE. Thanks, Mom.
Let's see, I can't just write a post about a chicken shirt. Hmmm. Well, it's Sunday afternoon. I'm just sitting here, drinking some of this stuff:
(really good but not technically healthy, 150 cal. Give it a shot)
Here's what I wore today:
I tried to pose without my hip sticking out, but I'm not really feelin' it. Won't happen again.
This is a horse I met yesterday when I was
running trying not to fry. Do you know how hot it is here in Texas? HOT. Poor horse. I gave him a drink of my water.
In keeping with the randomness of this post, I guess I would like to end it by saying that this week I decided:
1) things are hardly ever about what I think they are about
2) I underestimate the power of prayer WAY too much
3) I really wish I had been the inventor of Facebook.
Oh, and 4) this book is really awesome, IMO.
Okay, I think that covers it. Look out Monday, here I come!