Really, the things I'll do for a blog post. When Phil came home from work the other day, I said "Come on, we're going to find some weeds and take our pictures in them!" Bless his heart, he's so used to my crazy ideas by now that he just came and never even asked why! But since I have severe fall allergies, the whole side of my body that was nearest these weeds broke out in a rash, and I ended up scratching myself all through the grocery store, looking like a crazed flea infested person...but I digress. This is about the newest dating fad, "Weed Dating". There was a big article in the paper, and it's becoming very popular. Participants pay a small fee, usually $10.00, to meet and weed. They wear name tags with their first name and the name of their favorite fruit or vegetable. It takes place on a farm, where they weed a row with a prospective partner, then onto the next row with another person, and so forth. By the time the field is all weeded, hopefully there will be some matches. Nice to meet you, I'm Ginny Potato! Don't get me started!! There will be a time when there are no more weeds, only beauty.
"Instead of the thornbush will grow the pine tree, and instead of briers the myrtle will grow. This will be for the Lord's renown, for an everlasting sign, which will not be destroyed."
P.S.-I have found out a few things about Amanda. I don't plan on doing a third post about her, but if you are interested, you can e-mail me and I will tell you.