I'm sure I've, perhaps, over shared about my struggles of raising a teenager. Especially a Christian teen in an increasingly secular world. Music is one of my greatest struggles. Remember Low? Yeah, me too.
But Kate has discovered a new passion. Praise music. I'm pretty okay with this, since it is dang near impossible to grind on a boy during "Shout To The Lord." I know, I've tried. Let's just say the pastor was not pleased. Oh, stop it! I'm joking.
So Shannon, over at Rocks in My Dryer, is giving away 20 WOW Cd's. Wow makes these wonderful compilation Cd's of popular Christian music. Go and see her, read the rules and sign up.
http://www.wowonline.com/.
Thursday, June 05, 2008
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Welcome to My World
It's a crazy one. Here's the guide.
Mr. Clairol: My darling husband and love of my life. He's a mechanic, dyes his hair platinum blond and drives to work on a Vespa. I swear he isn't gay.
Drama Queen: My fourteen year old daughter who is frighteningly brilliant and gorgeous to boot. Of course, I am her mother.
Missy Hoohaw: The four year old daughter. She loves animals and roughhousing and earned her name by being a 28 year old Marine in a preschooler's body. No, she doesn't swear and drink. But she can run twenty miles in the rain and give a mighty Hoo-rah.
Big Red: Our toddler son, who is redheaded and proud of it. He's got a healthy temper and the sweetest smile this side of the Mississippi, so it evens out. I was worried about defending him from his sisters at first. Now, I worry about the girls.
The Beast: Our dog, who is a mutt, heavy on the Great Dane. He's named after a heavy metal guitarist in my husband's all time favorite band. This says it all, believe me.
This is my life. Try not to be too jealous.
Mr. Clairol: My darling husband and love of my life. He's a mechanic, dyes his hair platinum blond and drives to work on a Vespa. I swear he isn't gay.
Drama Queen: My fourteen year old daughter who is frighteningly brilliant and gorgeous to boot. Of course, I am her mother.
Missy Hoohaw: The four year old daughter. She loves animals and roughhousing and earned her name by being a 28 year old Marine in a preschooler's body. No, she doesn't swear and drink. But she can run twenty miles in the rain and give a mighty Hoo-rah.
Big Red: Our toddler son, who is redheaded and proud of it. He's got a healthy temper and the sweetest smile this side of the Mississippi, so it evens out. I was worried about defending him from his sisters at first. Now, I worry about the girls.
The Beast: Our dog, who is a mutt, heavy on the Great Dane. He's named after a heavy metal guitarist in my husband's all time favorite band. This says it all, believe me.
This is my life. Try not to be too jealous.
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1 comments:
Oooh - I love WOW cd's! Let's hope DQ gets hooked!
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