Well bloggers I am far from Home
Reporting from Waroona, population – who knows? Who cares!
No visiting my nana and her sister: my great Aunt. Having the time of my life… that was a lie just seemed to flow haven’t gotten rid of that song since I heard it this morning on Foxtel – V’s greatest love songs. I beg to differ.
I am currently sprawled across a wobbly bed with the springs digging into my leant elbows and my ‘A Bugs Life’ pajama pants sticking to my egg-like fake tan. What a wonderful world – Song 64 of V’s greatest love songs. There were 100 in total most of which I knew and loved and others which I found distant and boring.
It is once again Valentine’s Day - I think it’s stupid and almost unromantic. No wait – yes unromantic it’s like I’m not doing this because I love you but rather because the commercialism was too much to handle and the florist shoved a dozen roses in my hand. Now don’t misunderstand me I love romance, candlelit dinners, fairy lights, slow dancing, special smile for his eyes only…sigh… Jordie is the most spectacular person and I guess there are many more years ahead hey…
Back to my origins. Tomorrow I depart this house full of good food and two crabby old women. I actually found my grandma slightly annoying like gritting my teeth. Only my mother has that effect on me and Alex Martino. But she was driving me crazy so I am glad to return home, mind you I do need to be spending more time in the Word and not letting my selfishness get the better of me. I have after all been baptized and need to seek revelation for it to be revealed. Well that’s my call going to do some bible reading, pray and sleep. Didn’t sleep last night- thinking sprout. About everything and anything – and by that of course I mean everything and anything about
Over and out…
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