So I was inspired by Alli Rogers to start blogging. I love her music. I have no clue why but it just touches the inner part of me that is a girl. A girl who cries at things that are happy and things that are sad. It made me start thinking about other ways that I am the typical girl. Like how I buy healthy cereal but in the end I eat my husband's Fruity Pebbles. The commercial on television with the little girl on it who is watching television and "absorbing" everything she sees is so true. We have to be so careful with what we daily "absorb" without even thinking about it. I was at the mall yesterday with a friend and we went past one of those kiosk people who if you make eye contact with will push you to buy something from them. When I think about it, I'm not sure I have met anyone who likes talking to those people. Someone who enjoys people trying to sell them something they don't really want. Yet I sit in front of this box daily that tries to sell me on something that not only I don't want, but something I detest. Something that I daily have to pray to be broken off of my life. Just my thoughts right now. I'll end with a video of my son giggling, because like every girl I think babies are cute.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Alli Rogers music makes me cry
So I was inspired by Alli Rogers to start blogging. I love her music. I have no clue why but it just touches the inner part of me that is a girl. A girl who cries at things that are happy and things that are sad. It made me start thinking about other ways that I am the typical girl. Like how I buy healthy cereal but in the end I eat my husband's Fruity Pebbles. The commercial on television with the little girl on it who is watching television and "absorbing" everything she sees is so true. We have to be so careful with what we daily "absorb" without even thinking about it. I was at the mall yesterday with a friend and we went past one of those kiosk people who if you make eye contact with will push you to buy something from them. When I think about it, I'm not sure I have met anyone who likes talking to those people. Someone who enjoys people trying to sell them something they don't really want. Yet I sit in front of this box daily that tries to sell me on something that not only I don't want, but something I detest. Something that I daily have to pray to be broken off of my life. Just my thoughts right now. I'll end with a video of my son giggling, because like every girl I think babies are cute.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment