I’ve been told that change is good. Why? Well, I guess one would have to determine that for him or herself. But for me, change is good, not always easy but good. Change is the beginning of growth and so begins the era of a new direction for this blog.
Let me first clarify a few things: I love to laugh. I have written and posted about many funny things in the past and while I am the first one to laugh when something is totally inappropriate and borderline crass, it is time to take this blog in a new direction. That new direction is towards my first love: My Father in Heaven.
Yes, I am a Bible believer, a woman of Faith, a Christ Follower, and whatever other label you can think of that pertains to being a Christian…..well, that’s me.
That being said, this blog is going to be taking on a new direction. A direction that not only leads the reader into deeper thought about our Lord Jesus Christ but one that allows me to vent, share and minister to anyone who wants to listen.
I hope it’s you!
When I was a kid I used to love reading, more so than my kids do now. I used to sit and read for hours totally engrossed in stories of adventure and suspense. That’s why I was so excited when I was asked to review a book that took me back to a time of relaxed summers, mystery and discovery.
Mollie Kehl Penrod, mixes history, science, suspense, fiction and adventure into a wonderful story for children and adults everywhere. The story features two friends, Nicole and Jaime, just trying to enjoy their summer vacation in their small town, Pauls Valley, Oklahoma. But trouble and adventure arises when they uncover a mysterious and ancient map…….
An interesting mixture of history and science really brings this story to life with it’s truly one of a kind plot and memorable, vivid characters. The theme of brave heroines gives the story a classic touch of determination and resolve. It was simply a joy to read and a great addition to anyone’s library.
Google has partnered with some excellent artists that now allow you to personalize your Google home page. What I think is interesting is that Google is showcasing these artists on their home page……
“Now you can put the work of world-class artists and innovators on your personalized Google homepage. Then add your choice of news, email, games, and more for a page that’s as useful as it is beautiful.”
Today’s artist is Jeff Koons. Jeff is an American artist that burst onto the international art scene in the 1980s. He creates iconic work such as Michael Jackson and Bubbles, Rabbit, and Puppy. He is exhibited throughout the world.
I like designer, Todd Oldham’s image; colorful and contemporary. Now if they could just make WordPress themes too we would be in business. 
St. Louis was voted as having the best water in the United States, so why does it still taste gross to me? I’m sorry but I refuse to drink tap water when there is perfectly great tasting bottled water at my local grocery store. I swear I can tell the difference. My husband refuses to believe that there is a difference, however, and we go round and round about how much money we spend on bottled water when we can drink it for free (sort of) from the tap.
Well, I got news for hubby……….
“You might have seen the article in your local paper last week: AP Probe Finds Drugs in Drinking Water or Drugs in Your Drinking Water. The Associated Press National Investigative Team found pain killers, hormones, psychotropics, bronchial dilators, antibiotics, and even veterinary medications in 24 major metropolitan areas out of only 28 water providers tested (although 62 were contacted).”
Unfortunately, there is no legal standard for testing bottled water, but the The EPA’s Bottle Water Basics is a helpful guide to buying clean water and if you are throwing away unused medications, Health Patio also mentions putting them in a plastic bag with coffee grounds or kitty litter as they absorb the chemicals and prevent them from leaking into the groundwater.
Okay, I’m off my soapbox about chemicals in our water, I think I’ll go make some popcorn and watch Erin Brokovich.
