Reckless Influencer Lamentations

A mash up of Cory Asbury, the Prophet Jeremiah, and Beyonce. You're Welcome.

Late, as usual, because I had to weigh in on some gardening #thoughtsandprayers and, I kid you not, run to the store for milk…again. Do you know, I now buy milk every single day. How is this possible? Are my children just standing there, drinking it straight out of the container? I even have a rule—no one is allowed to just “drink milk.” You can have milk in tea or on cereal or even in a cup of cocoa. But no just drinking milk out of a glass unless you’re a visitor or under the age of five. I have no gold bars hidden anywhere in my basement. I am not made of money. And yet here I am, every day, forking over all my pennies—just kidding, don’t have any—for a gallon of milk every morning.

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Anyway, where was I? Oh yes! I have a scattered thought this morning, spun off of my Deep Thoughts about Taylor Swift. It is this pretty funny thing. Some people on Twitter were deeply upset and felt that it was Not Funny At All. But I think it is exactly the sort of humor that is required in these dumb and wicked times. You have to click on the box and it takes you somewhere to watch it.