Yahtzee is a popular dice game. The object of the game is to score the most points by rolling five dice to make certain combinations. The dice can be rolled up to three times in a turn to try to make one of the thirteen possible scoring combinations. A game of Yahtzee consists of thirteen rounds during which the player chooses which scoring combination is to be used in that round. Once a combination has been used in the game, it cannot be used again.
I grew up in a very traditional southern Baptist church outside of Washington, DC. All with the grandiose column pillars, hardwood pews and of course the stain glass windows. There were 4 cornerstones to my church dating back to the 1950s…when church planning started out in a one room brown building or so 
I was told every founder’s day. (do church’s still have a founder’s day?) I say this is “MY” church since I grew up and explored pretty much everything there was. I think if the little old ladies knew where all I’ve been there would have been some glares and “tisks”. My favorite place was the sanctuary. I could roam from the balcony to the baptismal. My parents were in other places within the church. They were always involved with something and so we were there when there weren’t people there. That was Tuesday nights. When my sister or brother could watch me…I went with mom & dad to print the church bulletin. This is of course before there was a “copier”…it was a BIG loud printing machine. I remember the smell of ink and the fluid to keep it from drying. Helping fold or stack…(boring) – so I’d use the escape of the bathroom or drink of water to go and venture out into a HUGE building by myself. 
PRAYING - ok haven't done this in such a while but then this is more of a desperate pleadeee because there isn't anything worse then having to listen to my husband screem at the tv, at bob stoops, at the offensive line, the refees....HE'S NOT HAPPY then no one is happy. Just trying really hard to keep the dogs away from him. Things are just not PRETTY and doesn't seem like its going to happen.
ok know this is a gross subject but i'm bored watching my husband play his play station war game (half time for tx & osu) but i'm thinking what's so wrong with me that i can't even keep dinner down....it's like a snowball full of anxiety all rolling down (up) hill. there is the other side effect of having gastric bypass -- i still have both parts of my stomach which means -- when i do get nauseated enough to regurgitate then i get the added juices that weren't meant for the upper gi area -- YUMMY!"What are you looking for?"
"You think there is something better waiting for you out there, but what if there isn't?""What if this is as good as it gets?"
"You have a good job. Embrace your life. Embrace your reality!"
"So, this is it? Another ten years of doing the same thing without looking for something else? This is all that my life is supposed to be?"
