So, I'm working on the testimony for Chapter Retreat and I have my topic; I have some thoughts; I have some words; I have some scripture, but now I HAVE to string them all together and make a coherent testimony. I remember South Chapter Retreat (throw back to before the times of 1 chapter) and how impressive and influencing the Seniors were... I definitely just had an "I'm getting old" moment. I feel like I have a lot to say but I have got to make it concise to make my point... there definitely is a point (contrary to what some might say).
On another note.. I have to write two more memoirs for my English classes so, I now need two more topics from my life. Honestly, I'm not that interesting so it might be a struggle to pull out 8 pages worth of stuff. My first two memoirs were really good and I want to keep raising the bar, so I need to get hoppin.
So this is obviously this is a blog of random thoughts today, so here is another one. I love Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman (I mean really... how could you not). So, my friend Kelli allowed me to borrow season 1 and season 2 of Dr. Quinn. Needless to say, I spent all of last night watching 6 episodes (spread out, naturally). So for any of you that want to know what to get me for Christmas, a season of Dr. Quinn would be PERFECT... hint hint. Just in case you're wondering why I like Jane Seymour so much, it's because she is classy. She reminds me of two of my other favorite actresses, Julie Andrews and Deborah Kerr. She was also best friends with June Carter Cash, whom I love and adore! You can see June and Johnny in a few Dr. Quinn episodes.
Song of the day: "Me and Bobby McGhee" ~ Sung by Janice Joplin, written by Kris Kristofferson
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train
And I's feelin' near as faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
It rode us all the way into New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
I's playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues, yeah
Windshield wipers slappin' time, I's holdin' Bobby's hand in mine
We sang every song that driver knew, yeah
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' don't mean nothin' hon' if it ain't free, no no
And feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
You know, feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
From the Kentucky coal mine to the California sun
There Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done
Yeah, Bobby baby kept me from the cold
One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away
He's lookin' for that home and I hope he finds it
But I'd trade all o' my tomorrows for one single yesterday
To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', that's all that Bobby left me, yeah
But if feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
Hey, feelin' good was good enough for me, mm-hmm
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
La-da-da La-da-da-da La-da-da da-da da-da
La-da-da da-la-da la-da, Bobby McGee, yeah
La-da-la-da-la-da La-da-la-da-da
La-da-la-da-la-la, Bobby McGee, yeah
La-da-da La-da-da La da-da La da-da
La-da-da La da-da La da-da
Hey, my Bobby, Lord, my Bobby McGee, yeah
Lo-da-lo da-la-lo-da-la
Lo-da-la-lo da-la-lo la-la-lo la-la-lo la-la
Hey, my Bobby, Lord, my Bobby McGee, yeah
Lord, I call him my lover, call him my man
I said I call him my lover, did the best I can, c'mon
Hey now Bobby now, hey now Bobby McGee, yeah
La-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-la
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, Lord!
La-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, yeah
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