Day #1 of my Quest for Adventure didn’t turn out so well. Ava started crying at 4:00am and crawled into our bed with a blazing fever. Livi was pale and complained of a headache, so I kept her home from school too. Ha. Should’ve sent her. Ava’s fever broke for quite awhile then came back in the afternoon and lasted until bedtime. Whew. No photo ops. Just a lot of holding little girl’s head in my lap while we watched Charlotte’s Web and a slew of Brady Bunch episodes.
Gabe, on the other hand, spent the day at BD’s Mongolian BBQ, on the field where THE Ohio State Buckeyes play football, and hanging out at Crew Stadium. Lucky bum (a phrase I learned from my favorite Oregonian). (EDIT: It’s lucky B U M, not lucky B U R N. That’s what I thought the first time too!)
So, I didn’t even make it to the Target parking lot. And I’m not going to make it to my friend’s to babysit tomorrow. God has other plans for me, apparently. Speaking of, there’s a lot going on with Gabe and me right now in the area of “God’s plans for our lives.” (no, Columbus friends, we aren’t looking to make it 11 moves in 11 years) Most of it is all just swirling around in our heads, looking for a place to land. Until it does, and I can write about it coherently, I saw a creative idea on someone’s blog yesterday and have decided to steal it.
Here’s what you do. You type your first name into Google followed by the word “needs.” In other words, I typed in “Marla needs.” Then you see what comes up. And you laugh about it. And you write about it. And it counts as a blog post, lame as it may be.
Are you ready for this?!
Marla needs… to stop! (This should have been my first clue that this little exercise was a very bad idea.)
Marla needs… a bassist and a drummer. (Well, it’s a well-known fact that I was born without rhythm. Maybe this is referring to that in some way.)
Marla needs… a special family to get her back into good health. (Well, aside from chronic headaches, I’m in perfectly good health. Marla does need some special members of her family to get back into good health. Maybe that’s what they meant.)
Marla needs… help from the San Francisco sorcerers to find the Cornerstone. (Mmmm… no. I’m good. Jesus is my Cornerstone. And I found Him with no help from a wizard.)
Marla needs… to change her name to Marla LIFELINE. (Now, that’s interesting. But I’m thinking that would involve a lot of paperwork, and with my tax stuff strewn all over my desk and floor, I think I’m good. I didn’t even keep my maiden name as my middle name, so LIFELINE seems a bit extreme.)
Marla needs… to take a closer look at her breeding practices. (This one took me off guard, I’ll admit. And I’m completely quip-less. This begs for a one-liner, and I’ve got nothin’.)
And this one was a little different:
The last thing Marla needs is all-out war with the King of the Underworld. (Now, that’s what I’m talking about! But if he doesn’t like me living for Jesus and wants to put up a fight, I’ve got my gloves on. Bring it.)
Well, your life certainly wasn’t enriched by this Tuesday’s edition of Blogging with Marla. But think of it this way–anything I write tomorrow will just shine with brilliance after this lame attempt. Eh?
Happy Day, dear ones! Marla needs… to give up and press “publish.”