Why I Want Four Arms

I strongly believe that the bigger the family the longer the Walmart trips. Because I live in a family of six, our grocery trips can get quite lengthy. So, I have to find something to keep myself entertained. Today I explained to my sisters the cons of having an extra arm. Halfway through my argument, I realized that with one extra arm my body would have too much weight on one side. I would need another arm to counteract the extra weight. So four arms it is!

1. You can don't have to choose between what nail design you want to get done. Get em both! The ladies will be absolutely dying to get me as a client-double the money! 

2. I always miss the ball when I play volleyball. Now I'll have double the chances!

3. Why can't I think of any more? There are just too many...

My youngest sister asked me where I would want the extra limbs. At first I thought near my waist, but she pointed out that I would need a whole new wardrobe with extra holes. Then I thought that I could have them right below my other arms! Can you imagine putting on deodorant each morning? lol

I think the only bad thing about having double the amount of arms is double the BO... and all the weird stares you would get from people... but I am willing to take it. There are so many advantages.

May I be blessed with more arms,

Abbey

I've been having a lot of epiphanies lately...

As I was driving to school this morning and pondering on a lot of deep things... because driving to school is the perfect time to think about deep issues (and when showering...).. I thought about how disappointed I was in myself for not winning the Al Neuharth Award. My friend won it instead, yay for her! I wasn't happy for her in the beginning though. I was a pretty sore loser, actually. Very spoiled, sore loser. But I thought this morning about how blessed I am. I don't need to go somewhere to become a better journalist. I can do that right here! Later, I felt like God congratulated me for my positive thinking. I was offered an internship (for CNN!!) and Mr. Riley invited me to attend next year's conventions in Boston, Orlando and San Diego! God is good. And now my other epiphany..

"Once you hate something, you become an expert on it." -Mama Bell

Let us now take a few seconds (maybe thirty?) to ponder on that quote. Let us pause just as we all did when we were children after Dora the Explorer told us to repeat after her.

(This picture is for you, Skye!)

Is this the truth, or what?!

Think of what you hate, despise, and then ask yourself, "Am I an expert in it?"

I'm drawing this picture in art class. 

Yeah, I know. It's what the average high school girl draws- someone dancing on the beach. So cliche. I hate cliche things. Like, absolutely hate. Although, I do know more cliches than the average human being. I even know where a lot of cliche sayings originated from. But that's why I chose this drawing! I like the change of values and how cliche it is.

When my friend told me this quote... her mom always says it... I thought to what I hate. The saying is correct! I hate abortion and I like to consider myself an expert on it! (That will be another post. Just wait :)) I also preach about the horrors of pop and Tyson chicken (another post :)). What do you hate? Is this saying true for you?