Waiting.
Waiting on Ike to come. We’ll see what happens. This is going to get dirty. Galveston is disappearing as we speak. Time to hunker down.
Ike the Butthead. PG-13 Version.
I cant wait for Ike to get here. I am going to throw down with that SOB. He has done enough crap! Pretty sure I can take him. He has got my undies in a wad and I am going to kick his @$$. I’ll be the crazy lady out in the weather screaming and throwing punches toward the sky. Thank goodness I know where I’m going when I die.
A Wretch Saved.
I got in a wreck yesterday morning. Oh you might say. But it was more like Oh my freaking goodness I am about to die! Anyway I thought I would let you know the thoughts that were going through my head as I was veering across lanes and slamming into concrete walls. I thought one of them was quite random and was surprised that it was one of my first thoughts.
1.) I am crashing. This is happening.
2.) These people think I’m crazy. <——This is the random one. Why the hell should I care when I’m about to die or be severely dismembered?
3.) I can’t believe no one has hit me yet. I can’t believe no one has hit me yet. Repeat. Repeat.
4.) That was weird. (upon stopping it was as easy as pulling into a parking spot)
5.) Praise Holy God Almighty. I am not dead. I am not broken. I am here.
6.) Thank You. Thank You. Thank You. Thank You. Thank You. Thank You. Thank You.
So there you have it. My random thoughts.
Oh yeah then I had to tell Marcus that I wrecked his truck. Oops! 
Not fun.
God is good!
He’s got the whole world in his hands…
….of this I’m sure.
