Check this out…

I had someone dear to me show me this link.  Check this out and tell me what you think?

Newspaper confirms Obama is a Socialist

Sneak peek….

 

Here are a few pictures of the Chick-fil-a / FCA City Championship Game that I shot last night.  The Brunswick High Pirates captured their 3rd title in row.

in shock…

I stole this video from my friend Chris Moncus’ blog.  As I watched this video, I wept.  Seriously, when are we going to wake up as a nation, as humans, or as christians and realize the depth of our sin.  My heart is breaking right now that somewhere, a tiny baby may be placed on a cold stainless table in the dark to die.

 

 

words that make me cringe….

have you ever heard a word that just makes you cringe…I have a list that I am willing to share with you….here it is…

• moist
• lubricate
• mucus
• phlegm

What words do you hate?

Maybe my most embarrassing dating moment….

I’m up pretty late tonight.  I’ve got a ton of things swirling in my head…I just got home from Atlanta where I was visiting my new man.  Let’s just say he’s great, but on to the embarrassing story.  This weekend was for us to spend some quality time together/ me meet his friends and parents.  Saturday was awesome we hung out all day long.  We ran some early morning errands, ate some sushi at Atlantic Station for lunch, followed by spreading the Good News at Little Five Points.  It was a great day.  Saturday night, we were going to have dinner with Dustin’s parents at Longhorn.  I was looking forward to meeting them, getting to know them.  On the 30 minute drive, I started feeling nauseous.  I had that cold sweat going on, where you know at any minute you are going to just barf.  The feeling would come in waves.  I didn’t say anything to Dustin, because I thought maybe it was nerves, but I wasn’t nervous. Upon reaching Longhorn, his parents were not there so I made my way to the restroom feeling really sick again.  Praying I would just vomit so I could feel better.  Nothing.  The wave passed and I came out to meet his parents.   I sat down and started talking with his mom and dad.  Everything was going fine until another wave of nausea came around.  I ran to the bathroom again, praying this time would be it.  Maybe I would get sick and get some relief.  Nothing.  I had broken out into another cold sweat. I got it together and went back out there.  This happened two more times in the restaurant, needless to say I was embarrassed.  I had all these things swirling in my head of what his parents thought about me….maybe she’s pregnant, maybe she’s bulimic (yeah right) maybe she’s just really nervous (nope not it either).  They were really sweet about the entire thing, I was just really embarrassed.  I mean this was the first impression they had of me.  So….I couldn’t quite get it together, I tried to eat a piece of bread thinking that would help…wrong answer!  As soon as the bread hit my stomach, I knew it was over.  I excused myself form the table one more time to go to the car and lay down.  Dustin walked me out and about half way to the car, I knew it was coming.  I told him he could leave, but like the gentleman that he is, he wanted to walk me to the car.  I pleaded that he go back inside, but it was too late. I was bent over in the parking lot, barfing everything I had had that day.  Not a sight you want the man you are dating to see.  I had me hands on my knees projectile vomiting.  It was horrible!  I must say I felt so much better after that.  It had to be the sushi.  God love Dustin, he promptly went inside to get his food to go.  As I sat there, I felt much much much better and decided to go in to talk with his parents after all.  I had great conversation with them for about 20 minutes until their food came out.  They had all ordered prime rib.  It was the biggest slab of cow I had ever seen.  Don’t get me wrong, I love  steak. These were huge, bleeding (exaggeration), and had sauces on top of them.  Not something you want to see or smell when you don’t feel well.  I excused myself again only to go to the car and lie down.  I didn’t get sick again, but I did fall asleep.  I slept the rest of the way home.  Now, let me tell you that Dustin and his parents were great.  His mom called to check on me the next day and Dustin never acted like he was grossed out at all.  I’m not really sure how he couldn’t be, but he never said one word other than we both joked about it.  His parents were great, really nice, and VERY understanding.  I look forward to having another dinner with them to get to know them more.  I defintely may have the funniest meet the parents story ever.