Image by Laura Ketteman

Image by Laura Ketteman

Friday, August 20, 2010

Day 202. Confessions.

Confession #1:  This is my EAR.

Confession #2:  This photo was taken in my bathroom (because I like the curtain!).

Confession #3:  It's really hard to take a picture of your own ear!

Confession #4:  I LOVE earrings.  I suppose it's a weakness?  I don't know.  I just think they're fun and pretty and I'd probably have them up and down my entire ear, if it wasn't such a pain!  :)

Confession #5:  The top piercing was done about ten years ago, but got terribly infected, so I removed it and said NEVER AGAIN.  Then, a couple of weeks ago, I decided to give it another go.  Did you know that they say getting your cartilage pierced by a needle will heal much more smoothly and have much LESS chance of infection, than when it's pierced with one of those staple gun things?  So far, so good on mine.  It's a little irritable still (as you can probably tell by the pink shade around the top of my ear), but doing pretty well!

All right, so no deep, dark confessions, REALLY.  Some of you already think I'm weird, and if you know me, then you've confirmed it.  :)  Haha!  So, it should come as no surprise to hear me admit that  I get a kick out of ears!  I think they're cute (as long as they're clean... ew!).  I love how God has made each one differently... just like the rest of any other feature.  It never ceases to amaze me how detailed and specific God is. 

My ears are one of those weird things I actually think to thank God for... They are how I hear!  Do you ever find yourself stopping to think about the things we take for granted?

  • the sweet laughter of my babies.  :)

  • my husband's voice, whispering, "I love you."

  • my favorite song on the radio!

  • the difference between a "hurt" cry or a dramatic one (you mommies know what I'm talking about!).

  • when the dryer is finished, or the stove timer goes off, or the microwave beeps.

  • birds singing or crickets chirping.

  • sweet songs of praise to my heavenly Father.

  • the slightest stir through the night, that will wake me to check on one of my children.
I suppose I could go on and on.  I think it's good for me to stop and remember to be thankful for things we don't think about being out of the ordinary.  How blessed I am!  Maybe my next post should be about my nose.  Ok, never mind.  I'm thankful I can smell, too, but I'll spare you the photo of my nostrils.  Ick.

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