How Do I Loathe Thee. . .

Here are just a few things that I despise:

1: People who talk about how bored they are on FB. The older they are, the worse it is. You're bored, really you're like 29, adults can do what they want so really do something about it.

2: Baby growth tracker apps. I dry heave every time I see one of those creepy cartoon fetus things.

3: Sort of related to number 2, women who describe their private parts online. "I'm dilated to a pumpkin and cervix is in a great position." No one wants to hear about your vag, just post a picture when the baby comes out, we don't need a play by play of your lady parts stretching.

4: That stupid commercial with the door bell. Tricks me every time. Ok well twice.

The Incredible Hulk, Only Purple

Suddenly I feel the surge of power through my veins. I imagine this is the way the Hulk feels when he gets angry, only my surge happens when I feel loved instead of angry. I am reassured that I am enough. I am equipped, empowered, and anointed to do what God has sent me to do. I have what it takes and I am something this world needs. I have something to offer that no one else in this world has and I am here for a reason. And feeling that in every part of my body gives me the strength to rip my shirt off, only I like this shirt so I won't rip it.