There's a whole lot of lassitude and torpidity happening here for me today. It is, no doubt, brought about by an even greater amount of self-pity. If there is one thing I am especially accomplished at doing it is feeling sorry for myself. As my childhood hero Will Sonnet would say-"No brag, just fact." You may wonder what has transpired to bring my countenance so low. Then again you might not give a tinker's damn about my countenance, you're just bored and reading random things on the internet. No matter, you're here and I am compelled to tell you the cause of my distress. Tuna. Tuna itself is not evil. It's just a fish. Eating tuna is not evil either, though to my vegan and vegetarian friends may argue with me there. I like to eat tuna and because I do I generally purchase it in mass quantities at Costco. Yesterday I was craving tuna so I went to my pantry, picked out a can and pulled all the other ingredients I wanted in my tuna. Mayonnaise, di
Musing of a mostly sane, perfectly saved and yet entirely flawed bible believing woman and biblical counselor.