In an attempt to make myself feel a little better and ease the sting of another candle on the cake, I'm bringing up an oldie. An embarrassing oldie that was taken from the prime awkward years. Drawn straight from my softball and basketball, rocking way too short hair, snake catching years (his name was Slim Shady, duh) here it is. Feast. Your. Eyes. I'm not sure a birthday was quite as happy as this one. And honestly, I'm fine with that. Nothing, NOTHING, will compare to how great furbies were.
Danny is homeless in New York. Thanks to the group "Underheard in New York"Danny and three other homeless men received prepayed cell phones and twitter accounts. Through this, Danny was able to reconnect with his daughter he hadn't seen in years. How about this globalization, people? For all you twitter fans (and the people like me, who refuse to join) check out the website and you can follow these four homeless men. You'll get to hear a little about their lives, how they ended up homeless and hopefully discover a way you can help them. Needless to say, this website is pretty awesome.
God cannot give us a happiness and peace apart from Himself, because it is not there. There is no such thing. -C.S. Lewis
I am a daughter of Christ. A few of my favorite things are natural light, white flowy shirts, all things anthro, freckles and belly laughing. Anything the color blush makes me happy. You can find me on a wrap around porch eating something that was probably baked (maybe by me!). My husband brings me so much joy, it's crazy.