Alert:  non-TSG’s need not proceed.  Don’t get me wrong…married folks are more than welcome here.  I just thought I should give yall a heads up that you might not understand where I’m comin’ from on this one.  And since I only have a couple other TSG friends I can sense this is going to be a popular post:)  

I don’t want to write this post.  I’ve almost done it several times and then stopped.  Why?  Cause it’s embarrassing.  Although, I rarely hold back on this blog the following information is a little more than I care to share.  BUT…since I know you all are dying to know every little thing that goes through my head I dare not deprive you of this one. 

There’s a funny thing about being a TSG…not only are you the TSG, but you have a disease.  No, I’m not talking about the third arm growing out of my head.  I’m talking about something I call The Plague.

Let me paint a picture for you.  TSG is in the store minding her own business.  Random cute guy walks past her.  TSG is now planning her wedding to random cute guy. 

Here’s another one for ya…TSG is sitting in church waiting to worship God.  Cute guy she has never met before walks in the door.  Song starts and cute guy really starts worshipping.  Then he raises his hands.  Good grief…its over.  Stick a fork in TSG.  She’s already named their first five kids.

I cannot tell you how annoying it is to just want to pay attention to whatever it is that you’re doing only to have your mind highjacked by some "unknown force" that throws you head first into a future with someone who for all you know could be an axe-murderer.  And the "unknown force" knows exactly how to get you too.  Random cute boy will smile at you, or your friend knows random cute boy and tells you that yall would be perfect together, or better yet you have to hold hands to pray and guess who ends up standing right next to you?  Friggin random cute boy…uhhh!

No matter how hard I fight it the plague continues to haunt me…and even though it’s really embarrassing to admit that I’ve been proposed to about 50 different times in my head I knew I had to share.  Because here at the Institute for TSG Advancement we believe that the Truth will set us free.  There could be a TSG around you right now suffering from this very same plague.  The Institute is also committed to research until we find a cure.  Cash donations to help support our cause are gladly accepted:)

Ok, I’m nuts:)  I can’t imagine why I’m still a TSG:)