Betty Boop is scandalous! Look at her mini-skirt!
Clearly, she has no morals or scruples.
Her favorite expression is probably
"WHATEVER!" or
"GIRLS JUST WANNA HAVE FUN!"
My alter-ego might be Betty Boop.
Look at my Blog!
I just wanna have fun, too,
however,
I have religious morals and scruples.
My favorite expression is
"I'LL PRAY FOR YOU." or
"PRAISE THE LORD."
Being a christian, I must remember
not to judge Ms. Betty Boop.
If she ever did me wrong,
I must forgive Ms. Betty Boop
so my Creator will forgive me.
My friend,
allow God to give YOU justice in your life,
and deal with the wrong-doer Himself.
Don't deny God's forgiveness and let your
trespassers take your joy from you, too.
Maybe I'll see Ms. Betty Boop in Heaven.
Maybe I'll see you?
It's not too late to redirect your course.
I'm happy to be your flight attendant!
(Photo by Lisa (Allen) Kennard)
Welcome Reader:
Whether you've just now tuned in to my life, or have been keeping up with my inner thoughts for quite some time now,
I welcome you.
Though you may or may not be entertained by my thoughts, it is for MYSELF that I pen a blog.
As a writer, I enjoy expressing myself.
When I write long romance novels, I am inside my head so much, I forget to focus on reality.
By writing once and a while on my blog, when the mood hits me, I have the freedom to come and go.
To pull up a chair and order lemonade or an ice cream sundae.
To either gobble it down, or eat it ever so slowly...
...until it melts into a concoction that resembles mushy milk.
Pull up a chair! Have a read. I hope you enjoy it.
I do...and that's what really matters.
I welcome you.
Though you may or may not be entertained by my thoughts, it is for MYSELF that I pen a blog.
As a writer, I enjoy expressing myself.
When I write long romance novels, I am inside my head so much, I forget to focus on reality.
By writing once and a while on my blog, when the mood hits me, I have the freedom to come and go.
To pull up a chair and order lemonade or an ice cream sundae.
To either gobble it down, or eat it ever so slowly...
...until it melts into a concoction that resembles mushy milk.
Pull up a chair! Have a read. I hope you enjoy it.
I do...and that's what really matters.
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