Confession: All day yesterday, while I didn’t hear a word from one of you, the Lord was saying to me Is it enough that I approve of you?
And all day I was saying to Him Yes in a loud voice and No in a quiet voice.
Last night we realized that my comment section was disabled.
Ryan found and recovered the sweet words that you were trying to leave, and he fixed the broken place so you can talk to me again. He had changed my domain address since my last post. The word he used to describe the likely result for my readers and I was seamless but I see there was a seam after all. I would look for a new tech guy but I can’t find another so cute.
He owes me. But we’re leaving soon on a brief anniversary trip and so I think he is planning on paying up.
We probably owe you too. But you may not come along.
Also, if for some reason you don’t get an email notification when you know I’ve posted new content, and if this makes you unhappy instead of relieved, please check your junk email folder and approve Confessions as a friend. The email address my blog is sending from is different. I’m still the same. (Thirty-two years old and savvy on the outside, five years old and insecure on the inside.)
Thank you for bearing once again with his—uh, with our technical difficulties during this time. If he weren’t in it with me there would be a whole lot more of them.
I thought you were just freaking out about the food coloring.