tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750031433333592027.post349219919063284061..comments2009-02-15T19:51:41.070-08:00Rusty Southwickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15219593571227897865noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750031433333592027.post-84991833409983260282009-02-15T19:51:00.000-08:002009-02-15T19:51:00.000-08:00Tina, I too loved The Shack and did not know anything about it.<BR/><BR/>Rusty never knows how he'll end his posts. He just writes and writes. He could write about anything... including squirrels. Give him a topic.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750031433333592027.post-75002191787835633102009-02-14T19:26:00.000-08:002009-02-14T19:26:00.000-08:00Anon,<BR/><BR/>This time it was more painful not to blog. It seems to vary.<BR/><BR/>I could go for assimilated yogurt. I think that has possibilities...Rusty Southwickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15219593571227897865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750031433333592027.post-38238479453520087912009-02-14T19:25:00.000-08:002009-02-14T19:25:00.000-08:00Tina,<BR/><BR/>I'm the same way about not wanting to find out the sex of the baby. We've always not known. Except for the doctor accidentally told my wife about halfway through the pregnancy, but I didn't have her tell me.<BR/><BR/>To answer your question, actually I did let that post unfold, and didn't have the conclusion in mind until the rest of it was already written. It's nice how it happens that way sometimes. I guess that was a good object lesson, eh?<BR/><BR/>I'll have to consult psychological studies to find the link between yogurt and underwear.Rusty Southwickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15219593571227897865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750031433333592027.post-50620938818659987562009-02-11T15:48:00.000-08:002009-02-11T15:48:00.000-08:00I like your conclusion of letting life unfold. I hate it when they show so many scenes from the movie that it gives it all away. I try never to read the back of a book before I begin reading the story. It's more exciting to just go on the journey. I am so glad that I read the book The Shack before I had heard too much about it or I might not have ever read it. The book was captivating. <BR/><BR/>Also, I like the idea of having wedding pictures taken after the wedding instead of before, and the idea of not finding out the sex of the baby until it is actually born. It's fun to be surprised.<BR/><BR/>I'm curious Rusty, did you have the conclusion in mind before you started the blog or did it unfold as you wrote? And too, I'm trying to figure out how your thought process went from yogurt to underwear. :)Tinanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750031433333592027.post-14586407888235257852009-02-11T11:12:00.000-08:002009-02-11T11:12:00.000-08:00Since I don't eat yogurt (its alive, you know)I have apparently managed to avoid a mess of teeth-gnashing.<BR/><BR/>However, speaking of fruit, why Froot Loops? Why not Fruit Luips?johnnyunoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750031433333592027.post-73172232466041747572009-02-10T22:43:00.000-08:002009-02-10T22:43:00.000-08:00Well, that's a nice comment.<BR/><BR/>I guess it's more painful NOT to blog?<BR/><BR/>If I were to eat yogurt, I would eat it with the yogurt mixed, or assimilated, or blended, or combined, or incorporated.<BR/><BR/>Ya, I used a thesaurus.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750031433333592027.post-22303073865413002212009-02-07T20:49:00.000-08:002009-02-07T20:49:00.000-08:00Words do not do justice. This is why I knew you were the man the first time I met you. Delightful. I'm an instant fan.Bytehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10249928281255070099noreply@blogger.com