A gap in my posts....

Alright. Yes, I know it has been forever since I posted. and I also know that you want to know what is going to happen next to the Burglar....

I will post more on The Burglar soon. It will be my next post, I promise.

But that is not what I am talking about today. Today I am announcing that I am not going to be posting on Tuesdays anymore. The reason is undisclosed...and I'm going to keep it that way, for security reasons....

Now you're all going to wonder what I'm doing. Am I on a secret mission? Am a newspaper reporter for someone...and I work on Tuesdays?

You'll never know.

I was a featured blogger!

Yes, that's true. My good friend Storyteller featured me on her blog!

Hmmmm....

Alright. I got this idea for a post off of Storyteller's blog, Storyteller of Weston County.

I think it will be really fun.

I hope you will too. =D

I also hope that everyone who is following my blog and sees this will comment....

yes...

I know...

that you are waiting.

hmmm....

should I make you wait any longer?

no?

Why not?

welll....Okay.

I will now actually post what my fun thing is.

What do you envision me looking like? I mean you know I'm a girl, but am I young?

or old?

Do I have dark hair?

or light hair?

Am I tall?

or short?

What color of eyes do I have?

Please comment what you think!

I Love Your Blog Award!

 

I got awarded by Storyteller!

 

 

So here are the rules:

 

1. Award 5 people

2. Write who awarded you.

3. Tell the people you awarded them.

4. Always add the award on the post.

5. Always show the rules

 

Storyteller awarded me. Check her blogs out by clicking on the buttons on the sides of my blog.

 

So. To award five people is a hard task, and I'm assuming no tag backs. =(

 

Here goes.

 1. Jess @ *My Collection of Stories*

2. Madeline May @ Totally Me!

3. Alexandra @ Beauriful In God's Eyes

4. The Keller Girls @ Three Girls and Their Hobbies

5.Jenny @ Artsy Peacock

 

 

 

 



The Burglar, Part 5

Angela, (my roommate) smiled slyly. "You'll need to prove to me that I can trust you before I tell you."

I frowned. What could Angela mean? I tilted my head to the side, and used my reasoning skills to analyse this problem. Ohhhh. When Angela had looked at the package, she'd probably picked up two packs, and only put one back. I narrowed my eyes. "I know what you did."

Angela glanced at me with steely eyes. "Mortia Combs, you'll deeply regret it if you tell."

I looked at her. "Oh, I'm not going to tell. I want you to teach me how to do that."

And thus began my life of crime. Soon I was learning how to commit bigger thefts, advancing through the levels of burglary quickly.

Through it all, I was a beginner on the police force, and my superiors thought I was a very promising dectective. I finally changed my name, so I was actually Shirley Combs. Shirley was a much better name than Mortia.

Then one day, the ranking detective called me into her office.

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Whyyy....

Does anyone have any idea what the point of Labor Day is? And why, if you don't work on Labor Day, is it called Labor Day? It ought to be called Non-Labor Day. Hmmm? Doesn't that seem to make more sense?

Immortal, Invisible, God Only Wise...hymn!

Here is another hymn that I really like. I wish I could post the music for it also, but oh well.

Immortal, invisible God only wise,
In light inaccessible, hid from our eyes,
Most blessed, most glorious, the Ancient of Days,
Almighty, victorious, Thy great name we praise.

Unresting, unhasting, and silent as light,
Nor wanting, nor wasting, Thou rulest in might;
Thy justice like mountains high soaring above
Thy clouds, which are fountains of goodness and love.

To all, life Thou givest, to both great and small,
In all life Thou livest, the true life of all;
We blossom and flourish like leaves on a tree,
And wither and perish - but naught changeth Thee.

Great Father of glory, pure Father of light,
Thine angels adore Thee, all veiling their sight;
All praise we would render; O help us to see
'Tis only the splendor of light hideth Thee!

by Walter Chalmers Smith

So what do you think?