I lose things. Lots of things. I have a tendency to just lay stuff down and then forget where I put them.  I will look in all the logical places, but be unable to find Iit again. It was costly mistake with the car keys. I am also clumsy and messy. I trail disaster in my wake. My father said I needed a rake tied to my butt to pick up alll the stuff I drop.  Lost has taken a new, deeper meaning at my house.  It’s not lost until Rick can’t find Iit.  I have called Rick while he is working to ask him where things are at the house. AND HE KNOWS WHERE IT IS!  He has a photographic memory.  If we are sitting in the living room and I was talking about going to the grocery store for something and he will say, But we have that.  I turn and look at him and shake my head No, because I already looked.  He will tell me to go look in the pantry, second shelf on the right way back there. And there it is. Exactly where he said it would be.  I have lost more stuff than anyone I know. Thank goodness I have Rick.

   Now, onto evolution.   I saw a blog stating it proven evolution.   Of course I went to the blog.  I wanted to see the missing link!  You can imagine my disappointment to see pictures of different breeds of birds. Yes, I said it. Birds. Camouflage is a whole ‘nother thing. It just proves how smart our God is. Lol.


About 1wanderingtruthseeker

I'm a fiftish woman that has opinions and passions about nearly everything under the sun. I love a good debate, not name calling. I believe in the Constitution , the Bill of Rights and God. I believe the government which governs the least is the best government of all. I believe in the rights of the people. I dispatched fire trucks, the Po-Po and ambulances for a long time so I have a wicked sense of dark humor and speak fluent sarcasm. I think out loud a lot times. I am offensive. But I'm offensive of everybody. Socially unacceptable, plain spoken and unashamed. If you don't want to be offend, please don't read and if you do, please consider that I'm not politically correct in any sense of the word.
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