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The youngest of three girls, I used to be the littlest lamb. Then I met a boy, fell deep in love, and now I'm a Krasen! But in my heart, I'll forever be my parents' Littlest Lamb too. I'm told I'm over-dramatic, and I prefer to think of it passionate about my feelings, but you know, whichever...I tell myself I love spontaneity, but let's be honest, if I didn't have organization, I would lose it. So I love planned spontaneity (totally not an oxymoron). I love loving. And I love to write. Enjoy the drama (passion), organization, and love as it unfolds in my life...a life that is not my own, but is dedicated to serving my God and my husband. And a life in which I am clothed in grace.

Saturday, September 8, 2012

My ant bitten arm. 
My arm does not normally look this fluffy.
Seriously? This?
Why does an ant bit make half of your arm swell, get red, and hurt to even touch? It's a silly little ant. Ugh. I've had it up to here (hand well above my head right now) with ants. I'm ready to move. The itching is normal and understandable. But this? Baby doesn't like ants I guess. Please go away before we leave for our cruise on Monday.


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