frogs.

this past week has been ridiculous. to say the least.

i have been deliriously happy, completely distraught, content, stressed out of my mind, spiritually uplifted, and frog-bellied...

wait. pause. i know what you are thinking.

frog-bellied is an abnormal slash non existent term.

well im telling you it exists right now.

it is when you see someone and all of the sudden there are frogs having a hopscotch party.

in your stomach.

without your permission.

sometimes people get butterflies.

do i get butterflies? no. i get freaking frogs.

it's fine.

but really. it is crazy. you have got to experience this odd frog sensation. 

but i fear this may be one of those freak things that only happens to me.

but this is actually the first time this has ever happened to me.

when my little frogs pay me a visit, they are usually accompanied with a percussion band.

who then proceed drum my heart out of my chest.

it is not normal.

boy. 

stop making me feel absolutely pathetic.

and making slimy reptiles hop around in me.
i feel like a fool.

so just stop it.

thanks.

so you were just the recipient of a frog bellied explanation. 

whether you wanted to be or not. 

moral of the story: you never know what life will throw at you.

after that rant i feel weird bring up anything spiritual.

but id just like to mention that without the Savior, i would not have been able to function this week.

i know He loves me. and listens to me. and answers my prayers.
and cares about even the little things in my life.
if you don't already know. He loves you just as much. promise.

in conclusion. listen to this great song

All About the Heart by Mindy Gledhill