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what about bob?: March 2006
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This is the story of my life. Thursday, March 02, 2006. I have had maybe the craziest week of my life. Things have gone wrong in ways I could never predict. I don't even know if I should be writing about this on my blog because some of the things (at least half) I do not want to share to the whole world. But just now, when my computer started acting possessed, it topped it off and I just had to vent. When all was said and done, some people received up to 600 emails from me. On another note. I receive...
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what about bob?: August 2006
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This is the story of my life. Wednesday, August 30, 2006. So, since I am so far behind, I might as well continue on that theme and post about the August long weekend. My brother Art, his girlfriend Courtney,. James and I went to Minneapolis over the August long weekend. It was tons o' fun! Some other highlights from the weekend include: prancing through a field of sunflowers, not getting a speeding ticket, eating at Fuddruckers (James says:its all about the hollowed-out-cheese-filled bun), Mall of Americ...
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Timnath Serah -- Expressions
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Timnath Serah - Expressions. A page of somewhat unedited content captured from the air. Saturday, April 24, 2004. Oh why must I be, broken in three? Tossed all around; stomped on the ground? If I knew what an article was, I'm sure I'd put something here. However, me and mine just don't seem to get it together when it comes to the grammer stuff. Come as before to a place you have been, bring with a cheque. Leave as before from a place you've oft stood, always more broke. Need sleep, won't travel. Bring ba...
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Timnath Serah -- Expressions
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Timnath Serah - Expressions. A page of somewhat unedited content captured from the air. Sunday, May 02, 2004. Oh I am who I am. And who I am is who I am. And who I am is who I'll always be. You can't change who I am. Cuz I am who I am. And who I am is. LBP A long, long time ago. Posted by: Lauren / Sunday, May 02, 2004.
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Timnath Serah -- Expressions
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Timnath Serah - Expressions. A page of somewhat unedited content captured from the air. Wednesday, July 21, 2004. HITLER, THE HOLOCAUST, AND THE. The stated purpose of the Canadian School System is not, of course, to make students miserable. But, since when does any organization with sinister motives state them directly? You go to school to learn! How many times have students heard that throughout the course of Canadian history? Why have they heard it so many times? Ecclesiastes 1:18 states, "For with mu...
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Estelle: July 2005
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A mere moment in the mind of one. Thursday, July 28. I’m feeling like I have a bit of space to breath, finally, and the week isn’t even over yet. This last little while has been crazy meeting with the lawyer to close the deal, finding ways to move the last few things that we had left on the acreage, getting the contractor to the site to close in the old sewer hole, talking to our agent yada, yada, yada. It’s mostly done now. Do you want to hear a cute story though? At that point I showed him that I had j...
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Estelle: April 2005
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A mere moment in the mind of one. Saturday, April 30. Jayson brought these flowers to me after work the other day, just because. He is such a romantic, I am so lucky! Estelle at 9:47 PM. Friday, April 29. At lunch today, I read a really good article by Tim Keller titled "The Missional Church". Estelle at 2:07 PM. The Day I Cried. Pillow tight to my face. Gathered into my husband’s arms. Sobs wrenching at my heart. More than I can bear. I don’t want to be here. I’ve been here before. I know this road.