Doing Drugs


Well, I was going to write today’s blog last night.  But I came home from school with a killer headache that I just couldn’t shake all night long.  So as soon as I put the girls to bed, I took some Advil and went to bed myself.  It’s a cop out, perhaps, but I’ll write something more interesting for Friday.  I promise.

This kind of reminds me of a friend of mine who was a pharmaceutical salesman before he was called to be a missionary.  When I asked him what he used to do for a living he said casually, “I used to sell drugs.”  True and funny.  I guess it’s all in your perspective.  I could complain about having a headache, or I could be thankful for good drugs.  You know me, I’ll choose thankfulness.

Have a happy Thursday everyone.  I’ll write something pretty or entertaining for tomorrow.

About amamiot

My family and I are missionaries in Costa Rica. Before that we lived in Mexico and before that we came from Minnesota. I am a teacher, an artist, a "journaler", a quilter, a cooker, a baker, a hostess, a mom, a wife, a daughter, a sister, a friend. I like reading and watching movies (ehem, and quoting movie lines). I would love to be in a Jane Austin movie but I don't know how to ballroom dance or play Whist.

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