It's Not Just A Game.

I would like to be the champion at Hide & Go Seek right now. I'd just like to skip the "Go Seek" part though and simply get to hide for a few minutes.

I'm Still In Jr. High.

Just so you know, part of the fun of blogging for me is coming up with titles that really cut right through the hooey and tell the truth... and then later make me wonder what topic the post actually contains.

Anyway... here is the scoop:

Sometimes I'm still afraid that if I do what I believe God wants me to do that I might end up being weird.

Now, the crazy thing in this is that EVERY time I've done what I know God has asked me to do, it has ended up being so great that I couldn't give a flying woohoo (different from hooey) what anyone thought because it really was exactly what I didn't even know I wanted.

So, I'm just wondering why I have to even wrestle with thoughts of what others think. It seems so silly in light of the overwhelming joy I know will come when I walk in the path He is laying out before me.

I Gamble A Little Bit Every Day.

I'm afraid this is only going to strengthen the suspicion that I've got issues about tissues (I totally just came up with that while I was typing and now I'm sitting here with a stupid grin on my face... It's the little things, folks...) Anyway... Back to my topic... I seriously HATE running out of toilet paper. I even did a tutorial here for you a while back in which I showed how easy it is to change the roll. But, today I'm here with a new issue. It is the issue of actually stocking the bathrooms with the stuff. I've got three bathrooms in my house. It is so nice, but one wouldn't believe how quickly a room empties itself of toilet paper. The guest bathroom has no storage - the sink is a pedestal sink and there is no cabinet over the toilet. So, Mr. Favorite and I bought a pretty little stainless toilet paper hider to put in the corner. The trouble with the pretty little toilet paper hider is that it not only hides toilet paper when it is in the container... it also hides its emptiness from me. I'm so afraid some day that I'm going to be the one who needs just a little more than what is left hanging on the roll on the wall and find that the pretty little toilet paper hider has hidden its emptiness from me and I'm stuck.

So there you have it... If you've been wondering how I am being the momma to two oh-so-sweet little boys under the age of 2... I'm still overly concerned about toilet paper. Who says you lose who you are when you have babies? :)