ugly undercurrents

i really should be working out. it was on my list of things to accomplish first thing.

but i walked past my office. . . and well, like a moth to a flame, i'm drawn to the computer. y'know, just to check.

it's a sickness really.

***UPDATE****

just for the record, i did work out. and came home to poop on the rug. funny thing is when i walked into the house, i could smell something was up right away. my husband and the window salesman were standing less than THREE FEET from the offense and didn't even notice something was amiss. HA! but yeah, something does not smell quite right. sums up my post, really!

if you read my last post (and sorry, it did go on and on) you know that the place was teeming with kids (and by kids, i mean big kids, but they are kids and kids i shall call them!) and i loved every lovin' minute of them being here.

well, a small lie, because i was not particularly happy with the undercurrent of drama seeping into the weekend like black mold up a wall.

yep, drama (a nice way of saying gossip) is just like black mold. disgusting, evil, tenacious, and destructive. and like mold, it's under the surface, creeping, unfurling it's diseased little fingers in the dark. . . growing. . . and then it's out in the open. GAH!!! is that MOLD??

so not to overdramatize here, but gossip just ain't pretty.

worst of all, it's a LOUSY witness of one's faith. and that almost burns me up more than anything else.

it hurts my heart to see loving girls, proclaiming Jesus as their savior with one breath, and then sprewing venom against someone in the next breath. it's just plain ugly.

i don't like it.

thank goodness it's been noticed and it will be addressed.

and now that it's out in the open. . . maybe a little LIGHT on the subject will stop it dead in it's tracks.