OMG, thank You that I’m feeling better. However, if You’d unleashed this strain of flu on the Egyptians back in Moses’ time, maybe You wouldn’t have had to send the other ten plagues?
“In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth and Daylight Saving Time,” said NO Bible. Ever. OMG, perhaps those who make such laws should leave the creating to You!
Oh, my God, at my age, sometimes I want to forget birthdays. But OMG, considering all the blessings You’ve sent my way, don’t You think I should party the whole month?
Oh, my God, thank You that despite an official food pyramid consisting of peanut butter, jelly and Wonder Bread — not one kale leaf in sight — we Boomers grew up big and strong. OMG, for our health’s sake, maybe we should return to our dietary roots?
OMG, this Presidents’ Day, thank You that I’m not the President. Even as a child, I realized it must be one tough job. Our teacher called George Washington the Father of Our Country. His classroom portrait looked more like the Grandma of Our Country. Look what the presidency did to him!
Oh my God, thank You for the get-up-and-go You give this little guy. After a blow-out first-year birthday party, he still puts the Energizer Bunny to shame. His grandma? Not so much. But OMG, that baby face’s glow still warms Grandma’s busy Monday morning. …
Oh my God, after a decade of absence, You have led me back to the classroom. Thank You, as my students will teach me so much! Still, OMG, thank You for a Tuesday class so my Mondays can stay normal.
Oh my God, I’m not sure why you gave me such big feet. Worse, they now demand sensible shoes (aka ugly) instead of cute stilettos. Still, OMG, thank You that they take me where I want to go. And that both they and I love fuzzy socks in January!
Oh my God, I’m sure You remember the days when I avoided being seen with Dad. During my hippie days, there were plenty of times when he’d rather not be seen with me! But now, OMG, how thankful we are to still be seen together!