A day in the life of my balls. Night of the living balls. The Sweatiest Day of my Balls Life. A Day At the Park. The Birth of My Balls. Friday, February 17, 2006. A day in the life of my balls. After lunch my balls often take a nap. Once my balls have rested, they spend at least 30 minutes taunting.

Monday, February 20, 2012. My son Matthew left for his mission to Mexico a few months ago, and when I have a minute to sit at the computer, I generally find myself writing to him. This no sugar adventure has been interesting. I have to say I feel like a new person! One question that I get asked a lot is, do I miss sugar? But so far, so good. I do have to give credit where credit is due. I pray A LOT! Maybe i.

Friday, July 17, 2009. Too much of something is bad enough. Too much of nothing is just as tough. I need to know the way to feel to keep me satisfied. Time to place my priorities right. Thursday, July 16, 2009. Amira hates one word text messages.

There was a bird flying. Soaring through the clear blue skies. With the flock of her feather. And her heart was taken. She said she wanted this. Birds of a feather, flock together. Her heart pleaded in silence. Not with her flock, not where her heart is. So she stayed away from both. But darkness is after her.