The non blonde Clergy Chick do not appreciate two hours of taxing at JFK.
The non blonde Clergy Chick do appreciate hugs and kisses and gifts from son, daughter and husband.
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(preferably read in a somber, dark voice) It all started with One conference. Two clergy chicks. Countless hours on airplanes, buses and trains. When will it ever stop? Crossing oceans and countries to preach, leaving families behind. What will happen? No one knows. Don't miss the adventures of a clergy lifetime! Now showing at a computer near you.
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- The Prophesy
- First flight Stockholm-Amsterdam
- Shiphol
- KL 641
- The mission
- The forms
- FB statuses
- Immigrations
- Transfer
- Home sweet home?
- Dinner amusement
- The night
- Consequences
- The fortune
- The bus ride
- Translation sorely needed
- Relational theories
- Abstaining
- Priests Anonymous
- Sermonating
- Number two
- Ecumenism
- There you go, mr president!
- You're serving WHAT?
- Preaching Princess
- Consumachurch
- Blessings
- I did it my way
- The bus ride back
- Music lovers
- New York, New York
- Newsline
- Hurting
- Home sweet home
- status rapport
- Yearbook pics
- joy
- Another day, another journey
- Mattis
- Shutting up
- Alcohol
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No animals, especially/except squirrels and/or reindeer were harmed during the blogging of this event. Any similarity to people living and/or dead is not twisted and/or exaggerated in any way and/or intent. So there.
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