Brag Alert

Last night was good. My Golden Girl got highest GPA in her class, and my Boy Wonder got all A honor roll. He was .4 away from the top average (yesterday's health quiz determined the winner and he confused his cardiac with his diaphram...don't tell anyone!) Beat by the same blonde chick last year! Dog Gone It! Oh, well, she a sweetie pie...she deserves it.

They both had "near perfect attendance" and got a trophy for that. (Around here, that's a miracle.) I am so proud of them!

Golden Girl looked so pretty in her new scarf dress and new haircut and sequin hair clip. (You still can't tell much from the front, so that's not an "official hair cut pic yet...I'm being good.)

Boy Wonder had on "real clothes" and looked so clean cut and grown up! (I made him comb his hair to the side, which he hated. But, he looked so tall and proud.)

Well, another year down. I made it! I mean, THEY made it. My kids were "promoted".

I hope we did all we needed to. They are so happy and healthy...learning so much. Their teachers were both so sweet to them (left) and so complimentary. It makes a mother so proud.

Fog, Socks, & Dirt

Today...brain fog. Having a hard time focusing. Jumble...like sorting a basket of socks after I've not sorted them in months. And, then it takes three days to see where the strays are. And I hate it. It's a mess, and they are just socks after all.

So much going on this week!

I hope to find His sense of activity, purpose, direction, and activity. Even after my Bible Study for today, I just feel like I can't move there is just so much to think, do, pray, examine.

Lord, just be my bulldozer today-- be forceful and diliberate. Move the junk out of the way and pave the path to level ground. Help me make decisions and plans, and write and be ready. I am so unmotivated.

me

Goodbye "Goldilocks"

This was a pic of the last time I got to brush her long, lovely, prone to curling on a hot summer's day locks.

My emotions are in a heap tonight.
So in love with my family.
So...mother-ish.
So protective
and proud.
So sorrowful
and joyful.
So...speechless.
There is no good verb or description for motherhood.

Tonight, my golilocks got her goldilocks cut off.
(*weep. weep. moist eyes in the house*)

I won't post an "after" pic of the event until her local friends have seen her "live". After all, this is her show, not mine.

Not now.

She is her own.

Wanting her own new style, new hair, new look. Shorter for summer pool weather.

I'd warmed her up to the idea a few weeks ago:

"Hon, you think you might like to have a bit of your hair trimmed to make it
easier to care for when you get out of the pool?"

"NO WAY! I AM NOT GETTING MY LONG HAIR CUT. NO! No way. Don't even THINK about it."

Discussion over. Not brought up again.

So, tonight we all went to mom's, and she decided it was time for a new look...to cut quite a bit off. Her Dad was taken aback, saying, "Are you SURE? Are WE sure?"

We cut three inches off (off a 6 yr. old's head...that's A LOT!). She decided it still looked too much the same (not seeing the back yet), and wanted another 1 1/2 inches off.

Knowing how she felt, needing a change, we made sure we'd still save the pony-tail, and I gave it an okay.

She was brave--she needed to do it.

I understand.

Wow. Now it looks she incredibly thick and shiny and healthy head, where it was getting long and tangled and lifeless on most "normal" days before.

All the way up until bedtime, she was is bouncing around like a million bucks. I know she can't wait to go to graduation (promotion) service at school tomorrow night with her "all grown up"look. (6:30 at the school...be there, or be square.)

After all that hoopla...even my son wanted a change. He only wanted his hair left long. (Thanks, E!) His thick head of hair? Right. So, trying my best to comply...we thinned it out a lot to make it not so heavy and left it as "long" as I could stand...well, compared to his normal summer buzz order.

So...the rest of us parents and grandparents just watched in wonder at our changing children who never used to care...until now.

Goodbye my lovely Goldilocks.

(*weep*hold it together, Mommy---*er...Mom.)

Hello.... ummmm,

"Golden Girl."

(Yup, that's it.)

Full Day

Last night I saw the neatest children's play at a neighboring church with multimedia, a play, and lots of modern praise music -- all well done. (I think it was entitled, "Who Is Like the Lord?") I'd love to have the voices of several of the young ones! Beautiful and inspiring talent.

Today's been afull, fun, day...lots of visitors and company and fun all morning and afternoon.

I would really like a short nap before I cook supper--hopefully, in between the screaming and yelling and torture of THE THREE amongst themselves! Night, night?.

Girly Girl Blessings

wow. this weekend has been so refreshing.

yesterday, a long anticipated shopping date with a friend for her birthday...somewhat overshadowed by the fact that i didn't know-remember her birthdate! But she is so forgiving. we had a wonderful time...she invited me to go spend her birthday money with her anyway...clothes shopping/jewelry shoppin...great sales...great company....great food.

Both daughters having fun playing with cell phone tones pretending to call each other, both sitting in the shopping cart, playing in dressing rooms.

another day of pure delight. I don't deserve it, but thank God for it. O-Charlies belting out Happy Birthday! with the coolest big Af. Amer. announcer guy...he was awesome! Really got into it. Not this pitiful little "I hate doing this" chorus...no way!

The store chain "Goodies" had such great sales-- it was awesome! I'd been hearing about them for weeks and didn't belive it myself until I went yesterday.

I have a hidden appreciation and admiration for sweater sets, but usually don't buy them unless on clearance they get so expensive for two peices. Yesterday, I got this pink, brown, and white cotton sweater-marked down from $47 to $11. Go me!

If that wasn't enough, if you bought two clearance items already marked down to $4-$7, you got the third one free! (Even if you didn't buy a third, they gave 20% off lowest clearance prices.)

I bought some tanks to try to layer, if I can figure that trend out. It helps hold them all in place and keeps everything covered that is supposed to be covered unlike many tanks. So, I'm into that. I've seen some so tight you may as well forget the modestybenefit altogether, but that's another blog.

I also bought a groovy pair of flip flops all embrodered and brown for $15.00 I can't wait to wear. I LOVE flip flops. Totally. I HATE SOCKS!

My friend and I even shopped at a jewelry store for matching jewelry! I got a lot of compliments today, and it was fun. The necklace was only $6.00, but I think I can wear it with a lot of things this summer. We both got the same necklace, which makes it even more fun.

Every now and then, you just need have a need to be girly! Even painted my nails this morning for the occassion.

Okay, so I've been talking about the need for higher level worship, and today was Sunday, but I have to confess I was so excited to wear a new outfit today! Usually I throw together just whatever I have appropriate for the climate. My worship goals were a bit tainted I suppose! I just wanted to play dress up today! The coolest thing was, it was the most energized and well spoken invigorating worship today also! I got both! I don't know what happened, but my husband and I were just really into it and it was fun and hyper paced and well led. the leadership just seemed in sync and "all there". It was just the coolest day.

You know, I think sometimes, you just need to gear down and have fun and celebrate simple pleasures. Sometimes, you need to stop thinking and just have a good time for a while doing what comes naturally. This has been on of those weekends. Even if I don't get to go out and play, I try to trust the Lord, and I know He'll fix it all...but you know...I think He must have known I needed some "uppers"...so many weighty situations lately I can't do anything about that my smile was gone. Now, I'm smiling again. He cheers me so much! I just love him to death...he is "the fairest of ten thousand to my soul!"

I mean, you know where I've been lately I suppose, maybe not...I can't remember what I've blogged and what I've frustratedly deleted. Anyway, a lot of soul muck it seems, or fatigue, or something. Anyway...a friend even stopped by and brought me flowers Thursday with a personal concern of her own. She ended up ministering to me beyond what she probably even realized. Another friend called the same morning to chat and share and plan a visit.

Sometimes, God calls you to walk alone for a while...and it's so refreshing when He sends people back in to comfort you and share life with you...dust you off, stand you up again. We can really get dusty sitting around by ourselves too long for sure.

I praise my precious Lord today...for knowing my heart and strengthening me in the most unusual, unplanned, unpredictable ways.

I never could have planned a weekend like I got. The word says he blesses us beyond our ability to even ask, and that is so true.

Do you need some refreshing? I have a lot of friends right now who do. I am praying for Him to shower you with blessings in His perfect time for you, too. He will. Trust Him.

This morning our Sunday School devotion was on the beatitudes...for the first time, I read them in The Message, and it spoke to me for many of you. I love having faithful friends I can use as living examples of what the beatitudes mean in our world today. I'm going to copy that text here just for you to read and be encouraged by dear ones.

Matthew 5: The Beatitudes
"You're Blessed"

1When Jesus saw his ministry drawing huge crowds, he climbed a hillside. Those who were apprenticed to him, the committed, climbed with him. Arriving at a quiet place, he sat down 2and taught his climbing companions. This is what he said:

3"You're blessed when you're at the end of your rope. With less of you there is more of God and his rule.
4"You're blessed when you feel you've lost what is most dear to you. Only then can you be embraced by the One most dear to you.
5"You're blessed when you're content with just who you are--no more, no less. That's the moment you find yourselves proud owners of everything that can't be bought.
6"You're blessed when you've worked up a good appetite for God. He's food and drink in the best meal you'll ever eat.
7"You're blessed when you care. At the moment of being "care-full,' you find yourselves cared for.
8"You're blessed when you get your inside world--your mind and heart--put right. Then you can see God in the outside world.
9"You're blessed when you can show people how to cooperate instead of compete or fight. That's when you discover who you really are, and your place in God's family.
10"You're blessed when your commitment to God provokes persecution. The persecution drives you even deeper into God's kingdom.
11"Not only that--count yourselves blessed every time people put you down or throw you out or speak lies about you to discredit me. What it means is that the truth is too close for comfort and they are uncomfortable. 12You can be glad when that happens--give a cheer, even!-for though they don't like it, I do! And all heaven applauds. And know that you are in good company. My prophets and witnesses have always gotten into this kind of trouble.

Breathing In

I'm not sure words can describe today. A gift.

A sensory delight of smell, light, color, flowers, friends, daughter, food, food, sugar, fun, adventure, mishaps, and extravagance.

Pleasure. Indulgence. Craft. Hobby.

When you've been pushing hard...it feels so good to get away and just indulge. Today was one of those very rare days that just happened. A date with my daughter and a friend doing something just non obligatory.

None of us really thought it was going to work out, but a conference we had hoped we could fit in somehow.

The Creating Keepsakes Scrapbooking Convention in Nashville. All I can say is, "Wow!" How can paper do that much for a person? Letter? Pens? Textures?

Art waiting to happen with my family written all over it! I can hardly wait to dive in. Celebrate. Remember. Commemorate the chaos and make it meaningful...to myself. Memorable. I forget!

Opryland Hotel is a mecca of wonder and water and fish and light and green flora. Walking through the open atriums, I thought I'd not breathed so deeply in months. You couldn't just walk and look and appreciate the gardens...you took them in...breathed them in.

I've been there in the winter at Christmas, but nothing like this. COLOR!

Wow!

All the STUFF!

Goldilock's Fav At Opry Hotel

By the Waterfall

11AM My New "Spot"

Fri 6PM: Goldilock's First Lock-In

Entertainment Weary

I am so hungry for contemplative Chrisitianity. Not a boring Christianity. Not one that over-thinks and over analyzes...but a thoughtful one.

Thoughtful lives given toward considerations of obedience. Living the word. Trusting the principles and the promises.

That's really all I have on my mind today. Not sure why. I think it's because I realize how shallow we've all become. As long as we look good and entertaining and keep people happy...we draw people?

Do we risk becoming like prime time shows, constantly looking for the new thing, the shock factor, the coolest, neatest thing that sets us apart? What about the presence and power of everyday discipleship?

I have a friend right now undergoing a lot of life suffering...to be honest, the faithfulness of her life speaks far more to me than anything I've seen and heard in the last six months. Continuing to walk the walk when she keeps praying and things don't get better, the situation the same, the trial extended. She is blessed compared to many, but her walk with the Lord is being very tried. Can she trust him?

This is a great mystery. One that compels me. People's stories. Their real lives. Hearing from real people with real problems just like mine. Reminds me that the fun, the blessings, the problems, the pain, the stress ARE all mixed in together...and somehow, I'm supposed to be able to find a way to walk on water on top of it all. Abiding Joy...real reason to smile.

And, I am not satisfied until I find that. I am so stubborn, bent on finding a place where people are perfect and the system works great and no one is put out. But, our God is a God to showcase grace. That grace cannot be demonstrated in a perfect system.

That gives me great reason to smile. That we so blow it...and he "so shows up" anyway, making us one great working demonstration of his grace as we all work together, bent on honoring him above all else.

Do you understand what I'm talking about as to the feel of "entertainment" of Christianity as opposed to real discipleship? What's your take? I sure want to have fun...don't get me wrong...but, not at the expense of discipleship. How do you balance that mentality?

Day 4--Clear Air (Missing You)

Today feels good. I am actually starting to miss people. A good thing.

Last week, my waking thought and my living thought was, "I'm tired."

I don't know that it had to do with physical fatigue as much as just the level of output was more than I'm used to. I see people learn to live with greater and greater levels of productivity without tiring as easily as they used to...without getting rattled. I think that is what the OT scripture means when it talks about God "enlarging us".

Last week in my climb time, the only things I knew for sure was that I was supposed to simplify as much as possible and I was to rest. And I was to stay very basic...the utmost, until I was rested. Cut everything possible to make sure I had some quality time with the Lord.

After you've learned to live a life of servanthood...it's almost impossible to make yourself let go and stop serving for a few days. Every priority relates around your identity as a servant. For the Master to say, "stop serving" leaves you aimless. Lost. Needing...something.

I needed to be served. I needed to hear truth. To shut down. Shut out distraction. Read. Forgive. Be strengthened. Heal. My friend called it an Elijah moment. Maybe so. I don't like to think of myself that weak, but I likely was.

After I got that time with the Lord yesterday, I was so blessed that my husband brought a lot of dinner home I'd planned to bless him with...just a fluke, but God knew my heart. And, without my asking or suggesting...my daughter set the table special. I even told her to just leave the plates on the bar...we'd have to microwave anyway.

No...that would not do! She wanted to serve and bless us. I was served...by my six year old daughter. My family cleared the table.

The mundane is not a big deal...until you've overserved. And it's still not a big deal, until someone does it for you for a change. They do YOUR work. Your job. For you.

I don't know what that blesses so much, just for another to relieve one of your normal chores for a day, but it does. For someone to notice and be willing to serve. Not to say they are doing it better or are tired waiting on you...they just want to try to bless you.

Angels.

Today, I scrapbooked one layout for Easter for my daughter's scrapbook early this morning. I've not done one in forever...it felt good to celebrate and concentrate on the intricate details of that wonderful day. To remember the highlights... and celebrate those!

Now...I feel lonely. I miss my dear friend who is hurting, too far away. I miss close friends who have their own mountain time they need, and I pray for them. I miss my husband at work who I just called over a death announcement I needed to share. I miss my kids who got ready for school in a more civil manner than usual this morning. I miss my mom who had a car wreck yesterday. I miss my cousin who died a few years ago...her baby daughter will be five next week. I miss close friends I don't get to talk to enough.

After being burned out...missing people just feels good.

~Me

Goldilocks Serves

Goldilocks surprised me for setting the whole table, including taking drink orders and filling them...a first EVER. I REALLY like it!

Serving Fiddles

Awesome Outside Spring Meal

Day 3

Time alone today.

Red begged to see Grandma. So, I let him go. Time alone sounds very good.

I thought I'd loosen up today: just play a bit...that was my plan. But, something inside me told me I needed LIFE. Not fluff. I needed the word, which is LIFE.

If you can't get the glory of God to pass by you on the mountain...you always have the word! So...a bit more effort on my part than I was in a mood to put forth. I took a nap on the couch, uninterrupted by phone, tv, or any thing. Then, I dove into today's study...again, not one interruption, laying there under an afghan, pages ruffling, reading more than required, finding a lot I needed. Making myself confess who God is, out loud, and worship him. Trust me, if you've been nursing a grudge, this is hard to do without tearing up. But, good for you.

My study today ironicallycentered on Moses's journey with God on his mountain...how inadequate he felt. How unworthy. Ill-equipped. Fallible.

God got a bit "put out" with him for suggesting he could not make him anything he wanted him to be for service. Angry with Moses, in fact! Yet...to give Moses confidence, God suggested Joshua, a skilled speaker, to speak for him. A parent who keeps solving problems, even when they are angry? I'm so glad that even if God is angry with me...he still works for my good, and helps me. Wow. What a God! THE God!

You know, as it turns out...I don't remember Joshua having to say a lot for Moses when it came down to it...do you? It was Moses's face who was radiant with the presence of God...and the people needed to see that...not hear flowery words. He had the very words of God. Moses needed no speech writer.

Let to go back to basics today if self care.

Also, to re-evaluate my spiritual armor in light of yesterday. My pants fell off again. Yup...got to have that Belt of Truth...only viewing yourself through it at all times.

Anyway, a good day to get caught up with myself a bit. I feel good.

Was reminded that God doesn't always choose to reveal himself to us as we want...but, he always promises to give us what we need.

"Seek me and you will find me if you seek me with all your heart".
"Seek me and I will be found by you."
"Draw near to God and he will draw near to you."

I don't know the references for those, but, like Ragu...it's in there. If you need references, look them up on a net Bible link in NIV. I don't have time add them today. Good verses to ingrain in your mind.

Blessings!
Me

Day 2

Day 2.

See God moving. A bread trail. Just enough to keep me moving, for which I'm thankful, but not enough to keep me from feeling very frustrated. Shared with a friend. Getting emotional about everything. A great cry today: washes the soul (sometimes).

Family sonic picnic and frisbee, rented a movie. Fun!

I think I'll go rest for a while.

Not sure what I need...but God knows. I trust Him.

If I can only wait...and keep climbing.

And trust more.

Day 1

Day 1.

More peace. Still seeking the word from God my soul needs.

Served a meal yesterday. Got away with a dear friend, which I needed. Was blessed by her company and words.

Today: soccer. Soccer. More soccer. Park with the Kids. DQ. Painted the back door (wrong paint).

Tonight: dinner with friends. A special service. And more seeking.

Tomorrow: Praise Band. A light week for me--coasting it out a bit this week.

gotta run,
me

Mountain Air

words to
Margaret Becker's "Find Me"




I'm gonna move on down to Elliston
Let my hair grow wild and free
Rent a second story studio
Find the other side of me
I'm gonna sit out on the edge of the fire escape
Feel a little destitute
Search for feelings that will help me remember
The love that I had for You

Find me, find me
I'll wait for You
Find me, find me
I'll wait for You

I'm gonna give away my stereo
Give away my T.V.
I'm going back to essentials,
a chair and a lamp
And the Book that You wrote to me
You see, I'm looking for the You that used to speak so clear
I'm looking for the me that had a heart to hear
And I'm looking for the passion that held me here
On the edge

CHORUS
Find me,
find me
I'll...
I'll wait for You

CHORUS
You see, I'm looking for the me that I used to know
I'm looking for the love that was out of control
'Cause I feel a little cold here in the afterglow

Find me,
find me
oh!
I'll wait...
for you!

I've had this song on my heart all week...couldn't remember all the words, but the intent of "forced simplicity" to find God again impresses itself on me. I've started another powerful Bible study coming right out of MasterLife to keep up the disciple of study and prayer and journaling and it's awesome. It's been life changing already for me. Life altering anyway. Reigning me in where I need it. Bending me. Yet...ever need God to teach you Himself? Need to hear from him? Be led by Him? Not a "man"? I feel that way this week a bit.

A friend summarized my thoughts today when she said, "I'll been so focused on something important and urgent for so long...now that it's over, I feel completely lost and out of focus, in a funk, agitated."

It described me. I'm trying to keep in balance, and am doing well...but miss just the raw, spirit-led worship of alone time with God. I need that. I can't seem to fit it into all the "balance" of everything going on. I can't.

Anyway, this song was one of the "deeper" Christian artists on the scene when I was a teen (eons ago) and has echoed in my heart since in various seasons of my walk when I'm getting just too busy to hear. This is one of those weeks I can't get it to shut off. I just went to the piano bench a minute ago, remembering I had it on sheet music. I played and sang it through softly as the kids went to sleep upstairs.

Tears broke through immediately that needed to cry. A need to let go of everything--as long as it takes to hear his tender compassion and gentle leading and presence again. No point. No direction. No service. No people to lead anywhere. Just Him. The waiting...I think the slowness and determination of the waiting. I think that was a title of one of MaggieB's albums as well if I'm not mistaken. "The Waiting". Someone once gave me a word from God, "Though it lingers, wait for it." They said God told them I would know what it meant. I still don't know to this day. But, I know there is value in the waiting...for Him.

For what? For me...right now? To see Him. Not just email him or blog or write a ljournal entry prayer or "talk on the phone" kind of visit. No, the kind that just says, "I just need to see you face to face. I don't care what we do. It's been too long. Let's get together. Please, as soon as we can. I need time with you."

With that, I'm suspending writing on the blog...hopefully not until my "hair grows wild and free!" (though that sounds fun, and I'm on my way!)

The blog I recommend in the next entry has all the content I've been trying to say since last September in one way or another anyway, only better, with the community and thoughtful response I Do me a favor and hang out there for a while this week. I meant...see what people think about issues like, "Christians and language in her authenticity section". See how they respond. We are so sheltered in our realization of why some Christians do what they do. And we need to be prepared as to how to respond in a godly way, as Anne has the goal of doing.

Do we know God's heart well enough to respond in love? Can we teach, not just fad or culture, or legalism...but Godliness, God's heart on relevant matters? Do people really know what being Christ-like looks like? Or are they, like one commentor on Anne's speech post, afraid of losing their individuality-- having a bunch of "boring Christ clones"? Wow. We've lost something, church, if being Christ-like is perceived as boring and cookie cutter, or people fear losing themselves in it. Something about the sincerity of that comment scares me.
We need more. Of what, I'm not sure. But, I want it.

Anyway, I'll see you when I return from the mountain. All I know is, I need to worship. I don't know how long it will be. I don't know if I need the fire or the wind, or the calm. I just need to worship again. Really worship until I know I have. Not to lead, not to play an instrument, not to do it well. Just to worship.

I don't mean to sound dramatic...but perhaps I need the drama to make sure I do it. Perhaps you can identify with times when you sense your spirit is crying here and there...something...and all that can help is the touch of the Master. His voice. His help. His eyes. His vision for you. His knowing.

I've said enough to not have much to say.

I'll miss you while I'm gone! I'll pray for you to find what you need to keep you going strong as you find your mountain also.

Press on! Keep me updated with YOU! I'm tired of "me"! No lack of self worth there...just the honest truth! More of Him.

~Me

Great New Blog

Today I took a break from blogging and read some links others have found of blogs they value. I ran across one from a lady named Anne at http://www.flowerdust.net/ . Not many blogs WOW me, but hers did...her honesty, her candor, her willingness to risk all to save some. As I told her...she makes me want to start over blogging.

I spoke to her by email today. She just finished an article for Relevant magazine. Wow. I discovered a rising star! I'm good. It will be based on her very "real" blog on the effects of porn on women. On HER.

I'm so proud of her efforts. The article will be based on her Part II article you'll find in her "sex" category on her blog. What she writes is right on target for where things are for women as well as men in terms of effect of and the draw to pornography.

She is honest, real, and thought provoking. I won't share all that she did, but consider carefully the thoughts and questions that took her to addiction. Yes, I said, "addiction". And, no, she's not gay. Questions like:

"What's it all about?" "Why's it so intriguing?" "Does my man desire more from me?" "What's he see in that? Am I missing something? I guess I need to know what he really wants. What can I do better? Is this his dream?" OR "I can't believe this is out there. Right here! Can you BELIEVE this?" OR "Gee, you know, just looking at this, I FEEL SEXY LIKE HER, desirable, without doing anything wrong myself. Looking at this...I feel the power of attraction! I am woman. Like her." And Anne was addicted. The sharing of her story amazed me.

She became trapped by the intimacy, forbiddeness, and "research" of it (just they way many church staff members do, exusing it in that way until they realize...it's researching them.) They begin to feel human again...something staff members, and a too busy generation forget to take time to do with their spouses--be human.

It's very easy for most marriages to go through strained seasons while growing families. I've had to take the classes for my degree programs. While I'm here, let me tell you something, especially you young moms and dads...statistics may tell you what "norms" and "averages" are for a normal and healthy sex life, but if you have kids and a schedule, be careful. Marriage and family life has heavy time demands and responsibilities...ones we have to submit to...and ones we have to try to tame. But, don't let any book or statistic make you feel inadequate. Get real help if you need it, there are great Christian books out there to inspire you to be your best. But you are likely more normal than you think with the schedule. Life is crazy. Just live it out together and make the choices to stay "one".

Thanks Anne, for correcting a mal-assumption that it is only a draw for men. Women are just as drawn by beauty, jealousy, seeming power, and seeming intimacy. Women are meant to be beautiful. To serve. Refresh. Be a helpmate--to one man. Our culture is so bent on the woman who is "hot" and "has it all going on" that we no longer value or uphold the prudent, then wonder why our young girls dress as they do, seeming to use no good judgment. Hello!?

I'm interested in your response or questions if you have them. If you aren't comfortable commenting, email me.

I have a follow up post to this, but I think I'll save it. I want you to read her post, especially the ladies. She has a great blog as a whole. Absolutely terrific.

Me