Friday, February 18, 2011

8 more weeks!


well, it looks like we are an estimated 8 weeks away from being done with our dossier. AMAZING huh!!!!?! then, we will wait to hear from Ethiopia, well the government that is. If approved, then it's 9 more months! THANKS FOR PRAYING!

i must apologize for the simplicity of my blog posts.
i want to keep all of our friends and family informed about the adoption, but keeping life in perspective is also a huge goal of mine!
it probably takes me longer than the average gal to make dinner, change diapers, and feed the dog. what can i say? i. am. slow.
speaking of which, i am going to go fold my skyscraper sized pile of laundry.....

glad in my heart,
beth

2 comments:

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  2. I love you, Beth. Someday soon...
    we'll all meet in Seventh-Heaven.
    Why else does a moth fly into the night
    than by a bold, attractive candleLight??
    Don’t let His brilliance be extinguished.
    You’re creative, yes? Then, fly-away with us…

    Whether you obtain morality4mortality to wiseabove
    or just glean tantalizing specimens for thy next best seller,
    I realize my penname is quite morbid, yet,
    you shall find in our blogs a lotta (subliminal) moxie
    which has taken this sinfull mortal yeeeeers to compile:
    I lay it ALL out for you, dear, with All-Star-Oxygems:

    Wouldn’t ya love an endless eternity
    of aplomBombs falling on thy indelible cranium?
    An XtraXcitinXpose with no
    zooillogical-expiration-date?
    An IQ much higher than K2?
    An extraordinarily, anti-establishment victory
    with a sardonic, satirical wit Who’s savvy??
    Here’s what the exquisite, prolific GODy sed
    (with a most-excellent-detector of bull§ht):

    “Faith, hope, and love,
    the greatest of these is love -
    jump into faith...
    and you'll see with love”
    Doesn’t matter if you don’t believe (what I write);
    God believes in you.

    Meet me Upstairs, girl, where the Son never goes down
    from a passionate, lucrative iconoclasm where you’ll find
    nonillionsXnonillionsXnonillionsXnonillionsXnonillionsX…
    of deluxe-HTTP [<- pi] opportunities for excitement BTW.

    Do it. Do the deed, dude. Sign into the Big-Zaftig-House.

    ReplyDelete