Did anybody get the license plate of that train?

I woke up this morning feeling a little blah.  As the day went on, it got worse.  I've only been up 3 hours and already wanna go back to bed.  I have sooo much to catch up and get done today, but I really feel yucky.  Times like this make me reflect on my daily routines.  Did I eat enough yesterday?  Did I rest enough?  Did I do very much for ME recently?  With 4 children at home (and school), a person can tend to overdo things.  Right now, I have also been stressing unnecessarily about things that do me no good to worry about.  God is in control--I am not.  I probably need to tweak the routine a little, as I am also trying to recover my housekeeping schedule (little by little) and help my parents, who are going through some trials of their own right now. 
One of the things that HAS been falling behind is my ME time.  I used to make time for a hot bath, every evening.  Lately, it has just been quick showers, then on to the next thing.  I also used to take time to 'make myself up', every day.  Make-up and hair are not truly necessary additions to a woman's day, but they do help you to at least feel better.  The main thing I haven't been doing like I need to, is reading my Bible every day.  I think that one little thing, above all others, is the glue that holds me together.  I get so much encouragement from spending time with the Lord before I do anything else.  It gives me my strength and focus for the day.
Now, I need to get off the computer, go have my devotional and then on to a hot bath; followed by make-up and hair.  Maybe that'll help . . .

Grunge, skulls and crossbones, and punk hair

I am sooooo thankful for many things.  The main thought on my mind this morning is that I am unbelievably grateful that God doesn't just take a cookie cutter and cut all of his children out of the same mold.  Variety is the spice of life, in my opinion.  It takes a lot of flavor to make a truly delicious dish.  I am a little more 'out there' than some Christians I know (and love =]).  I do believe in modesty when possible, but my opinion of modesty differs from some.  My personal sense of style is more 'grunge' than 'glam'.  Does the fact that I have teeny-bopper bell bottom jeans, t-shirts with strange slogans (my fav pic on shirts, etc., is a skull with crossbones), and (gasp!) a tattoo (on my back with my children's names in it) mean that I am NOT a child of God?  Heavens, no. There are many of you out there who will read this and be frankly apalled.  At one point, I would've been too.  But let me ask you:  why does a person's taste in fashion and other areas determine their status in the church and community?  Why should you look so much at a person's OUTSIDE to truly know their INSIDE?  I believe that Jesus died on the cross to save HIS children from their sins.  I also believe that there were probably many people (back in the day) that took one look at John in all his grungy glory and said, "Eeew!!  He works for GOD???"  Yet, he was apparently on well enough terms with the Lord that he was chosen to baptize HIS son. 
Jesus taught us to love one another, not to judge one another on outside appearance.  I also have a feeling that he is not very proud of those of us who look down their nose at people who don't dress a certain way, or talk a certain way, or whatever.  We should encourage one another to behave appropriately, certainly.  We should also embrace just those little differences that make us all human.  There is not one of us that is better than another.  Why then, is it so socially acceptable to poke fun of or look down on those who ARE a little different?  I ask you to ponder this . . .

Wife: "Do you want dinner?"
Husband: "What are my choices?"
Wife:  "Yes or No."