Rising Up

Ever have days where you just wanna go ahead and rise up and call yourself "blessed" since no one else is getting up off their lazy ars* to do it? And you would rather not have to wait until your eightieth birthday party to hear the teary tributes of your tireless efforts? Let's say you even have the privilege of being married to someone who does remember to verbally express his appreciation...and yet, you still cannot imagine that he truly grasps the scope of your job description?

Me neither.

But my "sister" does and she just wanted me to throw that out there since she doesn't have a blog and all. Thank you, ahead of time, for your considerate feedback. "She" will appreciate it.

* "Ars" : My grandmother's acceptable Christian substitute for a similar three letter word that contains one "A" followed by a twin "S".


Her children rise up and call her blessed;

her husband also, and he praises her:

“Many women have done excellently,

but you surpass them all.”

Proverbs 31