Thursday, November 29, 2007
big imaginations and no inhibitions
Anyhow...with these particular ladies we were always coming up with crazy ideas...including the one I was reminded of today. We heard our senior pastor mention that he thought the song "It's raining men" was funny...so we found the song, arranged a dance routine, practiced endlessly, and then at the staff christmas party we proceeded to steal the show with our umbrella's and feather boa's. I believe there is video footage somewhere as proof...it could likely come back to haunt me at some point but it lives pretty large in my imagination anyhow.
We got the best reactions from people and never laughed so hard. Laughter is such a gift. Friends with big imaginations and no inhibitions are a gift too.
This is only one of the many antics we participated in. I have a feeling tonights christmas party won't involve dancing or feather boa's. How unfortunate.
So Much to Love
I love people. I love bright eyes. I love my sons, Judah & Lucas. I love laughing. I love my ringtone. I love love. I love Jesus. I love tattoos. I love milk. I love creative expression. I love smiles. I love Philippians. I love bridges. I love my house and haven. I love a rainy night. I love doing nothing. I love almonds and banana chips. I love music. I love cowboy hats. I love Anna Maria Island. I love (diet) dr.pepper. I love a good story. I love wildflowers. I love to fly. I love rod iron. I love babies. I love going to the movies. I love midnight. I love allegra. I love sunsets. I love long kisses. I love the color red. I love starshollow. I love community. I love doing life with friends. I love witty banter. I love jessilynn.com. I love my family. I love pretty things. I love cruisin' with my girls. I love remembering when. I love authentic individuals. I love hot tamales. I love when kids giggle. I love Lance. I love bonfires. I love finding people I thought I'd lost. I love yard sales. I love tacobell. I love seeing people do good. I love violins and steel guitar. I love driving to the airport. I love seeing people around me succeed at their dreams. I love being included. I love flipflops. I love blogging. I love long talks. I love dreaming.
1 comment:
Yes! I remember hearing about that little numba... :)
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