My rash is spreading up my neck and to my face. My arms are starting to itch. This isn't looking good.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
My rash is spreading up my neck and to my face. My arms are starting to itch. This isn't looking good.
Blech, I have skin conditions of my own.
I went to get in the shower this morning and I have these red blotchy bumps all over. They almost look like tiny bite marks but they're not. They itch like crazy and they're spreading fast.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
It is nice. And it does help build a strong self confidence and respect.
And at each one I have ever been to, the message is about just how important we women are to Jesus.
One of his dying requests wad for John to take care of Jesus' mother.
I did not know that. I am happy about that. Good for your church to host such an event.
John 19:26-27.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
There was one couple, the one with the nine kids, that was funny. That hadn't planned so many kids. Apparently she was fertile myrtle. They had one child while she was on the pill, one while she had an IUD, one when they were using condoms, and then eventually he went to get his tubes tied. She got pregnant again! She had her tubes tied then. They didn't have anymore kids after that. They originally wanted four kids but had five oopsies. So they ended up with nine kids.
I would be out of my mind with nine kids especially after trying to prevent them. Her doc must have been not up to speed on the latest technology and medicine.
It was a long long time ago. I don't know what kind of doctor she had. I was in my teens and she was an adult. I just knew from all the gossip. I would never have asked her about it. I do know they were honestly trying to prevent having more but they loved each and ever kid so much. I think she was just one of those women who was the exception to the rule when it came to birth control. You know, she was that .01%.
I have a friend like that. The struggled with infertility for years and years and kept praying for babies...well, they got them. 6 kids in 7 years. I think the last three were all conceived while trying to prevent.
There was one couple, the one with the nine kids, that was funny. That hadn't planned so many kids. Apparently she was fertile myrtle. They had one child while she was on the pill, one while she had an IUD, one when they were using condoms, and then eventually he went to get his tubes tied. She got pregnant again! She had her tubes tied then. They didn't have anymore kids after that. They originally wanted four kids but had five oopsies. So they ended up with nine kids.
I would be out of my mind with nine kids especially after trying to prevent them. Her doc must have been not up to speed on the latest technology and medicine.
It was a long long time ago. I don't know what kind of doctor she had. I was in my teens and she was an adult. I just knew from all the gossip. I would never have asked her about it. I do know they were honestly trying to prevent having more but they loved each and ever kid so much. I think she was just one of those women who was the exception to the rule when it came to birth control. You know, she was that .01%.
I have a friend like that. The struggled with infertility for years and years and kept praying for babies...well, they got them. 6 kids in 7 years. I think the last three were all conceived while trying to prevent.
They were really nice people. The Anderson's. His name was John. John Anderson. I can't believe I remember it after all these years. Her name was pretty common. Like Michelle or something.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou