Friday, March 28, 2008
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
You're the reason God made Oklahoma!
Sigh....
♪~♪~♪~ ♪~♪~♪
There's a full moon over Tulsa
and I hope that it's shining on you
Nights are gettin' colder here in Cherokee County
there's a blue norther passin' through
I remember green eyes and a rancher's daughter
but remember is all that I do
Losin' you left a purty good cowboy,
with nothin' to hold on to.
Sundown came and I drove to town
to drink a drink or two
You're the reason God made Oklahoma,
you're the reason God made Oklahoma
And I'm sure missin' you.
And I'm sure missin' you.
Out here the city lights outshine the moon
I was just now thinkin' of you
Sometimes when the wind blows you can see the mountains
and all the way to Malibu
Everyone's a star here in L.A. county
you ought to see the things that they do
All the cowboys down on the Sunset Strip,
wishin' they could be like you.
Santa Monica Freeway
sometimes makes a country girl blue
You're the reason God made Oklahoma,
you're the reason God made Oklahoma
And I'm sure missin' you
I worked ten hours on a John Deere tractor,
just thinkin' of you all day
Got a calico cat and a two-room flat
on a street in West L.A.
You're the reason God made Oklahoma,
you're the reason God made Oklahoma
And I'm sure missin' you.
And I'm sure missin' you.
I'm sure missin' you.
-Shelly West And David Frizzell
♪~♪~♪~ ♪~♪~♪
LadyAnne
♪~♪~♪~ ♪~♪~♪
There's a full moon over Tulsa
and I hope that it's shining on you
Nights are gettin' colder here in Cherokee County
there's a blue norther passin' through
I remember green eyes and a rancher's daughter
but remember is all that I do
Losin' you left a purty good cowboy,
with nothin' to hold on to.
Sundown came and I drove to town
to drink a drink or two
You're the reason God made Oklahoma,
you're the reason God made Oklahoma
And I'm sure missin' you.
And I'm sure missin' you.
Out here the city lights outshine the moon
I was just now thinkin' of you
Sometimes when the wind blows you can see the mountains
and all the way to Malibu
Everyone's a star here in L.A. county
you ought to see the things that they do
All the cowboys down on the Sunset Strip,
wishin' they could be like you.
Santa Monica Freeway
sometimes makes a country girl blue
You're the reason God made Oklahoma,
you're the reason God made Oklahoma
And I'm sure missin' you
I worked ten hours on a John Deere tractor,
just thinkin' of you all day
Got a calico cat and a two-room flat
on a street in West L.A.
You're the reason God made Oklahoma,
you're the reason God made Oklahoma
And I'm sure missin' you.
And I'm sure missin' you.
I'm sure missin' you.
-Shelly West And David Frizzell
♪~♪~♪~ ♪~♪~♪
LadyAnne
Labels: Music
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
I Vant To Suck Your Blood!


Normally, I don't do this voluntarily....but this time I did. Because I think it is a good idea, but Mostly to show all the pansies it wasn't as big a deal as they were acting it was. And it doesn't actually hurt. The finger prick to test for iron levels is worse than the big 'ol needle they use, because (unless you are odd and constructed funky) you have a lot more nerve endings in the finger than the arm.
Poor guy, he asked me to squeeze the thing a few times so he could find a vein, and had an awful time deciding which of the three or four good ones to use. I wasn't surprised but he was.
The needle almost came out at first, and he had to readjust it to maximise flow. I am not sure if I scared them or not with the fast pace at which the bag filled, but they kept making exclamations...it was a little unnerving. I half expected them to start running around, waving their arms and screaming "We got a gusher! I think we hit an artery!" Well, maybe not, but they certainly weren't as used to it as MOTN and I are. I thought it was fast when they took it before, but that was nothing to the speed the larger needle enabled.
Cool...
Then they are all like "Are you dizzy? Don't get up till you are strong enough, now." I wanted to roll my eyes but I was too polite. I've been drinking a lot of Gatorade to make up for the loss of fluid, but the "aftereffects" or such are MIA. Guess I have lost more then that with my various injuries. (No, T2 might have, but I have never bled that much. I am too smart. Complete control over blood flow and heart rate. It's a gift, what can I say?)
My dear and caring Friend who shall remain unnamed, made the snide, but humorous comment that I was drinking Gatorade to make up for the Gatorade they took out. Ha Ha. Very funny. (It's actually more likely to be Dr. Pepper anyway.)
Here is some cool Facts:
"Each blood donation is assigned a unique computer barcode number, which will identify it throughout its path from the donor to a hospital patient. Immediately after the blood donation, the blood is placed in transport containers designed to keep it at a safe temperature until it reaches a Red Cross component laboratory. Samples of the blood donation are simultaneously sent to one of nine Red Cross National Testing Laboratories to be tested for transmissible diseases. In the component lab, the blood is separated into its components: red blood cells, platelets and plasma. The products are then placed in quarantined, temperature-controlled refrigeration units until the test results are received (usually 12-16 hours later) and the blood can be released for distribution or destroyed. From local distribution centers, the blood is transported to hospitals based on patient need. Hospital personnel then transfuse the blood or blood products to a patient in need. "
-http://www.givelife2.org/donor/faq.asp
"Donation
The donor lies supine on a cushioned bench and extends an arm. The inner elbow is disinfected, and a cannula is inserted into the median cubital vein. A large bore needle is used to prevent hemolysis. The donor often has a tourniquet wrapped around his or her arm, or may be prompted to squeeze a ball repeatedly, to help speed the process. Blood flows from the vein, through the needle and a tube, and into a special collection bag which is placed on a small scale to measure the amount of blood withdrawn. After the bag is sufficiently filled, several test tubes are drawn from the same needle to be used for disease detection. Typically, around 450 millilitres, about a U.S. pint, is drawn during the blood donation process. The blood is stored in a blood bag which contains acid citrate dextrose, an anticoagulant which prevents blood clotting and preserves the blood for long periods of time.
Apheresis
Rather than donating whole blood, a donor sometimes has the option to donate only some blood components while retaining others. This process is known as apheresis, and is more involved, time consuming, and requires more specialized equipment. The benefit is that more of the desired components can be concentrated and removed, and the donor is usually able to donate significantly more frequently than if whole blood had been removed. In some cases, the usefulness of the removed components is not as sensitive to blood type considerations. Additionally, donors with high platelet counts can be divided in what is referred to as a "split" or "double" and a single donation can be used for two future transfusions. A "triple" donation is possible, but requires a very high platelet count in the donor and specific equipment and setup.
The typical method of apheresis is to draw whole blood from the donor, then centrifuge the blood to separate its components (see apheresis for more information). The desired components (e.g. platelets, plasma) are removed and then the remaining components are returned to the donor.
"Double red"
A recent innovation in apheresis is the "double red" donation, which extracts two units of red blood cells instead of the single unit of an ordinary whole-blood donation. This provides several benefits to both the donor and the blood bank. The donor can make the same red-cell contribution with half the visits, and the return of plasma to the body leaves the donor better hydrated. The process takes somewhat longer than a standard donation (about 35-45 minutes), but is much shorter than a regular apheresis visit. The blood bank receives twice the usual red-cell donation in each visit. Patients who require the blood will then not be as susceptible to rejection, as there will be fewer sources and less mixture. Because more red cells are removed from the circulatory system, donors must meet some additional health requirements for a double-red donation.
Storage
Cryopreservation of red blood cells is done to store special, rare red blood cells for up to 10 years. The ten year outdate is not based on any specific research; it was chosen arbitrarily.[citation needed] Some blood banks maintain truly rare red blood cells past ten years because there are no alternative sources. The cells are first incubated in a 40% glycerol solution which acts as a cryoprotectant ("antifreeze") within the cells. The units are then placed in special sterile containers in a deep freezer at less than -60 °C.
Physical trauma can occur at the needle site, generally due to poor needle placement. Serious problems can occur if the needle strikes an artery (Arterial stick) or damage the nerve, but both are extremely rare. Infections at the needle site (phlebitis) are unlikely because of the aggressive site preparation, but are theoretically possible.
Bruising of the arm (Hematoma) in the area of the needle insertion is not uncommon. It is almost always harmless and fades away after a week or two. One study found the incidence of bruising to be less than 1%;[16] anecdotally, donors have reported widely varying incidences. Donors who have had clotting problems or are on high doses of anticoagulants are typically deferred because of their higher risks for these complications.
A donor effectively burns about 650 calories by donating one pint of blood. "
-http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blood_donation
And this.....
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Creutzfeldt-Jakob_disease#variant_Creutzfeldt-Jakob_Disease_.28vCJD.29
LadyAnne
~~~~~~
Scully: Mulder, just keep reminding them that you were drugged.
Mulder: Shhh!
Walter Skinner: Agents...
Mulder: I was drugged!
~~~
Scully: First of all, if the family of Ronnie Strickland does indeed decide to sue the FBI for, I think the figure is $446 million, then you and I both will most certainly be co-defendants. And second of all... I don't even have a second of all, Mulder! $446 million! I'm in this as deep as you are, and I'm not even the one that overreacted! I didn't do the....with the...thing!
Mulder: I did not overreact, Ronnie Strickland was a vampire!
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Steven Curtis Chapman
We will abandon it all for the sake of the call
No other reason at all but the sake of the call
Wholly devoted to live and to die for the sake of the call
Nobody stood and applauded them
So they knew from the start
This road would not lead to fame
All they really knew for sure
Was Jesus had called to them
He said "come follow Me" and they came
With reckless abandon, they came
Empty nets lying there at the water's edge
Told a story that few could believe
And none could explain
How some crazy fisherman agreed to go where Jesus went
With no thought to what they would gain
For Jesus had called them by name
And they answered...
We will abandon it all for the sake of the call
No other reason at all but the sake of the call
Wholly devoted to live and to die for the sake of the call
The sake of the call
Drawn like the rivers are drawn to the sea
There's no turning back, for the water cannot help but flow
Once we hear the Savior's call, we'll follow wherever He leads
Because of the love He has shown
And because He has called us to go
We will answer...
We will abandon it all for the sake of the call
No other reason at all but the sake of the call
Wholly devoted to live and to die
Not for the sake of a creed or a cause
Not for a dream or a promise
Simply because it is Jesus who called
And if we believe we'll obey
We will abandon it all for the sake of the call
No other reason at all but the sake of the call
We will abandon it all for the sake of the call
No other reason at all but the sake of the call
Wholly devoted to live and to die for the sake of the call
For the sake of the call
~~~~~~

I will be here
Tomorrow morning if you wake up
And the sun does not appear
I, I will be here
If in the dark, we lose sight of love
Hold my hand and have no fear
I, I will be here
I will be here when you feel like being quiet
When you need to speak your mind, I will listen
I will be here when the laughter turns to crying
Through the winnin', losin' and tryin', we'll be together
'Cause I will be here
Tomorrow morning if you wake up
and the future is unclear
I, I will be here
As sure as seasons are made for change
Our lifetimes are made for years
So I, I will be here
I will be here and you can cry on my shoulder
When the mirror tells us we're older
I will hold you
And I will be here
To watch you grow in beauty
And tell you all the things you are to me
I will be here
I will be true to the promise I have made
To you and to the One who gave you to me
And just as sure as seasons are made for change
Our lifetimes are made for years
So I, I will be here
We'll be together
I will be here
Labels: Music
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
It's beginning to....
There are soggy, dead worms all over campus....
~~~
~~~OK, first of all, it's just rain. Not even acid rain, 'cause although that happens, it certainly isn't happening now. The drops aren't going to burn tiny holes in your body, or eat your skin off.
And second, do you really think putting your hand, or book, or paper or whatever other ineffectual item, up there is going to make a lick of difference in how wet you get?
You might as well just accept with dignity and grace the fact that nature has no discrimination whatsoever. And if you really think that by hunching your shoulders, or running you are somehow going to escape it's notice, you are delusional.
If you don't like rain, get an umbrella or stay indoors. Otherwise, you should know I will feel free to mock you.
~~~
I like rain. I always have. I don't remember if I was a water baby or not, but I do know I am a fish wannabe. If there is water...I like it. Rivers-n-lakes, Ponds-n-puddles, rain-n-snow, oceans-n-seas, baths-n-showers, fogs-n-mists, sprinklers-n-hoses, spring or soda. Water in general and every form. I think I am part mermaid.
Except I wear more clothes then they do...
LadyAnne
Labels: Music
I saw a flock of MOOSEN!
~~~~~~I remember my teacher asked me, “Brian, what’s the ‘i’ before ‘e’ rule?”
“Um…I before e always.”
“What are you, an idiot, Brian?”
“Apparently.”
So she explains it, “No, Brian, it’s:
‘i’ before ‘e’ except after ‘c’ and when sounding like ‘a’ as in neighbor and weighand on weekends and holidaysand all throughout Mayand you’ll always be wrongno matter what you say.”
That’s a hard rule. That’s a rough rule.
Plurals were hard, too.
“Brian, how do you make a word a plural?”
“You put a ‘s’…put a ‘s’ at the end of it.”
“When?”
“On weekends and holidays.”
“No, Brian. Let me show you.” So she asked this kid who knew everything. Irwin. “Irwin, what’s the plural for ox?”
“Ox. Oxen. The farmer used his oxen.”
“Brian?”
“What?”
“Brian, what’s the plural for box?”
“Boxen. I bought 2 boxen of doughnuts.”
“No, Brian, no. Let’s try another one. Irwin, what’s the plural for goose?”
“Geese. I saw a flock of geese.”
“Brian?”
[Exasperated laughing]“Wha-a-at?”
“What’s the plural for moose?”
“Moosen! I saw a flock of MOOSEN! There were many of ‘em. Many much moosen. Out in the woods…in the wood-es…in the woodsen. The meese want the food in the woodesen…food is the eatenesen…the meese want the food in the woodesenes…food in the woodesenes.”
“Brian. Brian! You’re an imbecile.”
“Imbecilen!”
“What? Are you speaking German, Brian?”
“German…Germaine…Germaine…Jackson…Jackson 5…Tito!”
“Brian, what in the world are you talking about?”
“I don’t know. I don’t know, really.”
“Um…I before e always.”
“What are you, an idiot, Brian?”
“Apparently.”
So she explains it, “No, Brian, it’s:
‘i’ before ‘e’ except after ‘c’ and when sounding like ‘a’ as in neighbor and weighand on weekends and holidaysand all throughout Mayand you’ll always be wrongno matter what you say.”
That’s a hard rule. That’s a rough rule.
Plurals were hard, too.
“Brian, how do you make a word a plural?”
“You put a ‘s’…put a ‘s’ at the end of it.”
“When?”
“On weekends and holidays.”
“No, Brian. Let me show you.” So she asked this kid who knew everything. Irwin. “Irwin, what’s the plural for ox?”
“Ox. Oxen. The farmer used his oxen.”
“Brian?”
“What?”
“Brian, what’s the plural for box?”
“Boxen. I bought 2 boxen of doughnuts.”
“No, Brian, no. Let’s try another one. Irwin, what’s the plural for goose?”
“Geese. I saw a flock of geese.”
“Brian?”
[Exasperated laughing]“Wha-a-at?”
“What’s the plural for moose?”
“Moosen! I saw a flock of MOOSEN! There were many of ‘em. Many much moosen. Out in the woods…in the wood-es…in the woodsen. The meese want the food in the woodesen…food is the eatenesen…the meese want the food in the woodesenes…food in the woodesenes.”
“Brian. Brian! You’re an imbecile.”
“Imbecilen!”
“What? Are you speaking German, Brian?”
“German…Germaine…Germaine…Jackson…Jackson 5…Tito!”
“Brian, what in the world are you talking about?”
“I don’t know. I don’t know, really.”
-Brian Regan-
~~~~~~
Friday, March 14, 2008
Life? Don't talk to me about life.
Life... is like a box of chocolates.
A cheap, thoughtless, perfunctory gift that nobody ever asks for. Nonreturnable, because all you get back is another box of chocolates. You're stuck with this undefinable whipped-mint crap that you mindlessly wolf down when there's nothing else left to eat. Sure, once in a while, there's a peanut butter cup, or an English toffee. But they're gone too fast, the taste is fleeting. So you end up with nothing but broken bits, filled with hardened jelly and teeth-crunching nuts, and if you're desperate enough to eat those, all you've got left is a... is an empty box... filled with useless, brown paper wrappers.
-CSM-
LadyAnne
A cheap, thoughtless, perfunctory gift that nobody ever asks for. Nonreturnable, because all you get back is another box of chocolates. You're stuck with this undefinable whipped-mint crap that you mindlessly wolf down when there's nothing else left to eat. Sure, once in a while, there's a peanut butter cup, or an English toffee. But they're gone too fast, the taste is fleeting. So you end up with nothing but broken bits, filled with hardened jelly and teeth-crunching nuts, and if you're desperate enough to eat those, all you've got left is a... is an empty box... filled with useless, brown paper wrappers.
-CSM-
LadyAnne
A.P.B.eads

A beaded purse from some foreign country that is hanging in the Mom White Missionary Room.
~~~~~~
A.P.B. the third or forth or 75th or whatever one he is was in the library today....
Me:How are you today?
Allan:Doin' Good Fine. Got my hair done today.
Me:That's nice
That child has a natural comic ability about him. The imagination and brilliancy just emanates from his very being. 'Course how can he help it with such a heritage behind him?
And he is adorable.
LadyAnne
Snippets

CoffeeChica: ooh boy!
so where are you taking me to eat tonight?
I forget
me: The dollar store
CoffeeChica: oh *hangs head disappointedly
~~~~~~
cherrynoble: NOOOOOO!#@(*&#@&$(*^&="&@$(*)^%!#&(^$&*)^%(#&$)&^(&*^)%&$*)&0384748395748318147#^$&&#&#&$(^&Q#^^Q#$^&#%">#%&@$(*)^%!#&(^$&*)^%(#&$)&^(&*^)%&$*)&6084-70384748395748318147#^$&&#&#&$(^&Q#^^Q#$^&#%
so where are you taking me to eat tonight?
I forget
me: The dollar store
CoffeeChica: oh *hangs head disappointedly
~~~~~~
cherrynoble: NOOOOOO!#@(*&#@&$(*^&="&@$(*)^%!#&(^$&*)^%(#&$)&^(&*^)%&$*)&0384748395748318147#^$&&#&#&$(^&Q#^^Q#$^&#%">#%&@$(*)^%!#&(^$&*)^%(#&$)&^(&*^)%&$*)&6084-70384748395748318147#^$&&#&#&$(^&Q#^^Q#$^&#%
CoffeeChica: oh dear not my fault quit talking trash to me!
cherrynoble: YES IT IS! YOU! You dirty plastic bag! You used egg carton!
CoffeeChica: I did nothing *sob
cherrynoble: You instant potato flakes box!(I am talking trash to you)
CoffeeChica: now your getting really low
cherrynoble: lol
CoffeeChica: lol
cherrynoble: You oliver twist!You tale of two cities!
CoffeeChica: huh?! crazy, now you're talking books to me? or still trash?
cherrynoble: (I am giving you the Dickons)
CoffeeChica: oh boy!!LOL
cherrynoble: :D
~~~~~~
cherrynoble: YES IT IS! YOU! You dirty plastic bag! You used egg carton!
CoffeeChica: I did nothing *sob
cherrynoble: You instant potato flakes box!(I am talking trash to you)
CoffeeChica: now your getting really low
cherrynoble: lol
CoffeeChica: lol
cherrynoble: You oliver twist!You tale of two cities!
CoffeeChica: huh?! crazy, now you're talking books to me? or still trash?
cherrynoble: (I am giving you the Dickons)
CoffeeChica: oh boy!!LOL
cherrynoble: :D
~~~~~~
Let us expand.....
Why do we (the scientific world) find it so hard to expand beyond a singularly flawed misconception? Even if they come up with some other theory to explain away the divine origins of the universe, at least they could remain somewhat scientific and intelligent.
*Sigh*
Check it out...

"Imagine pulling the lever of a slot machine and the only way to win is to hit the jackpot two hundred and fifty times in a row. The odds are against you. Yet, these are the same odds that would have to be overcome for the simplest life-form to evolve and form each of the two hundred and fifty proteins by random chance. It’s seemingly impossible.Little was known about the complexities of a single cell when Darwin birthed his theory of evolution. Microscopes weren’t yet powerful enough to observe below the cellular level of life; and thus, the concept of a single cell was like that of a mud hut—very simple.Today we are learning more and more about what it takes for life to form. Beyond the statistical improbabilities of evolution, we’ve learned that the single cell is not at all like a mud hut; but rather, more complex than a galaxy. In fact, for a dinosaur to evolve a single wing, all five systems in a cell would have to change identically at the same time—something that Darwin could never have imagined.So, the complexities of the single cell quickly lead us beyond Darwin, or so that’s where research scientist Dr. Richard Sternberg thinks the evidence leads. Yet, when he gave credit to intelligent design in a Smithsonian science journal, he found himself the object of a massive campaign to smear his reputation. But Sternberg’s not the only one: multitudes of scientists who begin questioning Darwin’s theory of evolution are quickly “shut-up” by their employers, the media, the educational system, and even the courts.Ben Stein, former Presidential speech writer, public speaker, and game show host sought to uncover why scientists are losing their jobs, can’t get tenure, or are denied publication in scientific journals when Darwinism is questioned. He quickly found that evolutionists would rather believe we are “nothing more than mud animated by lightning” than to believe humankind carries “the spark of the divine.” Disturbed by his findings, Stein is going on record with a major theater release, interviewing numbers of scientists who were openly ridiculed and ostracized for even suggesting intelligent design. The film, fittingly titled Expelled, is scheduled for a wide theater release in April.Creation Science Evangelism was recently given the opportunity to prescreen the film and believes it is a “must see.” Viewers will be stunned by the admissions of evolutionists whose strategies are focused solely on injecting Darwinian doctrine into everyday life. We’ve created a resource center at where you can find more information about the upcoming film, view trailers, download leaders’ guides, and win free tickets to see Expelled in your area.Please do all you can to support this film and blow the whistle on the suppression of intelligent design and academic freedom."
Interesting, to say the least...but not really surprising.
LadyAnne
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Assisted Suicide
Assisted euthanasia is legal in some states, right? I think I need to live there. Wait, they make cough syrup with arsenic in it, don't they?
~~~
Dr. Phil said "Okie Dokie" in class this morning. I thought I was going to fall out of my chair with shock.
~~~
"Christian Liberty is not the right to do what you you want to do, it is the power to do what you ought to do."
Lady Anne
Quote of The Day:
Spare me the affectations of Martyrdom.
-Snowy River-
~~~
Dr. Phil said "Okie Dokie" in class this morning. I thought I was going to fall out of my chair with shock.
~~~
"Christian Liberty is not the right to do what you you want to do, it is the power to do what you ought to do."
Lady Anne
Quote of The Day:
Spare me the affectations of Martyrdom.
-Snowy River-
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Careful? Who, me?
The danger involved in chewing on thumbtacks, (well, one of the dangers...) is that when you reach up quickly to pop your neck, you end up sticking it almost all the way into your finger. And it is painful. And bleeds. A lot.
Not that I would know that from experience or anything.
~~~~~~
Careful is my middle name. As in that is what my mom shouted at me when I knew I was in trouble.
"LadyAnne, Careful!"
LadyAnne
Not that I would know that from experience or anything.
~~~~~~
Careful is my middle name. As in that is what my mom shouted at me when I knew I was in trouble.
"LadyAnne, Careful!"
LadyAnne
Pasquinade

pasquinade
(noun) A satire or lampoon, especially one that ridicules a specific person, traditionally written and posted in a public place.
Synonyms:
parody, put-on, sendup, spoof, charade, lampoon, mockery, burlesque, travesty, takeoff
Usage:
The corrupt politician was a popular target of the pasquinades that were posted all over the city.
~~~~~~
Overheard Tonight:
V: When you eat spaghetti O's and there are all the little pieces in the bottom that aren't whole O's, know what that is? O Crap.
L: I can't hang out with you any more. You are just too weird.
~~~
Me: You are upsetting him, you male parrot, you!
~~~
Tonight I danced with a parrot. That's a first for me.
~~~
V: Tell me where he is! (As he violently shakes an innocent cube of jello.)
~~~
V:RRRGGG! ( As he stabs that same jello with a spoon, ending it's poor little life.)
LadyAnne
~~~~~~
Quote Of The Day:
The ships hung in the sky in much the same way that bricks don't. - Douglas Adams
10 to the one hundredth power
"Only the good die young," so I can't be dying, surely.
*Sigh
~~~~~~10 Trigintrillion
This is the highest number ever given a name. It is a one followed by one hundred zeros.
Or 10,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,
000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,
000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000
Cool.
LadyAnne
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Yearn
So I am really starting to "YEARN" for home and fam/church fam.
I can just hear my buddy saying "'Over you,' momma, 'over you!'" Which is what he calls this song, his favourite.
*Sigh
~~~~~~
Yearn by Shane and Shane
Verse:
Holy design
this place in time
that I might seek and find my God
my God
Chorus:
Lord I want to yearn for You
I want to burn with passion
over You and only You
Lord I want to yearn for You
I want to burn with passion
over You and only You
Lord I want to yearn
Verse:
Your joy is mine
yet why am I fine
with all my singing and bringing grain
in light of Him
Chorus
Verse:
oh You give life and breath
In You we live and move
that's why I sing
Chorus
LadyAnne
I can just hear my buddy saying "'Over you,' momma, 'over you!'" Which is what he calls this song, his favourite.
*Sigh
~~~~~~
Yearn by Shane and Shane
Verse:
Holy design
this place in time
that I might seek and find my God
my God
Chorus:
Lord I want to yearn for You
I want to burn with passion
over You and only You
Lord I want to yearn for You
I want to burn with passion
over You and only You
Lord I want to yearn
Verse:
Your joy is mine
yet why am I fine
with all my singing and bringing grain
in light of Him
Chorus
Verse:
oh You give life and breath
In You we live and move
that's why I sing
Chorus
LadyAnne
Labels: Music
Monday, March 10, 2008
A/S/L? Spare us all from a fate such as this...
Of all the pop-culture, mass-populace stupidity that is running rampant, one that is particularly degenerate and carnality filled is the "Chat rooms" movement. I can't even get started because I could go on for a mile....but I won't, because I know that there are few who agree with me on this. Suffice it to say, I have come in contact with it this past week and hate it even more than I used to.....
LadyAnne
LadyAnne
Sunday, March 09, 2008
Saturday, March 08, 2008
March comes in like a lion.....
"The storm, which rolled in Friday, dumped 20.4 inches of snow on Columbus, breaking the city's previous record of 15.3 inches set in February 1910, the weather service said. Cincinnati and Cleveland also received about a foot of snow."
Check it out...
Check it out...
LadyAnne
Labels: Canon EOS SLR Digital Rebel, College, Music, Night Shots, Oddities, Ohio, Winter







