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DISCLAIMER: Whatever your personal conviction is about Halloween is fine with me and I have the utmost respect for your point of view. For me, growing up, it was merely an excuse to dress up and hand out/eat candy. I might add that my parents (my dad was a minister, BTDubbs) never ONCE expressed concern about Halloween being the Devil’s birthday or anything of the such.  In fact, there was no mention of Satan or his minions. Therefore, I was SHOCKED to hear concerns from Christians in my early teens. Not judging anyone out there – you must do what you feel is right for you and your family. I’m just saying for my family, it was a ridiculously fun time. Dear ladies, Can we just have one year where women are not dressed like…how can I say this nicely…ladies of the night? I am absolutely fed up with it. Ever hear of leaving…

October 27, 2011 Dear morons at the table next to me at Wendy’s today, I am SURE everyone in your general area is as challenged and refreshed by your unique point of view as I am, which is NOT AT ALL. I don’t know your friend “Gallagher” personally, nor have I seen his Facebook pictures. I am sure you find it amusing he looks like Paul Blart: Mall Cop aka Kevin James, but I am not sure he would share that opinion nor be flattered at this notion. Thanks to your lack of volume control, I now know TOO MUCH about a complete stranger. If you are going to make crude jokes, at least be creative and original. Do not simply regurgitate some one-liner you got from some stupid movie preview for a movie that NO ONE is going to go see. Unless you wrote it, it ain’t your joke!…

A new post by my friend, Jeni Bullis. Sheesh, this woman challenges me to be a better person every single day. It is really almost annoying me how awesome she is. HA! LOVE YOU JENI! It was a beautiful spring day and I was headed home after a long day.  I had just been visiting a little with my friend Dan and I was going back over the conversation in my head (a practice I still do incessantly with every conversation).  In the blink of an eye, the Lord spoke to me.   It wasn’t a voice.  It wasn’t a feeling.  It wasn’t a bible verse.  It was just an instant knowledge.  “You will marry him” was deposited in my heart like a coin dropped into a piggy bank.  THUNK!  The impact was immediate and I had to pull the car over to avoid an accident.  The tears and emotion gushed…

Every couple of years, I grow dissatisfied and then for months toss around potential career moves. There was the time I wanted to be a fashion designer. Then there was the time I wanted to be a dental hygienist. Then I realized I’d have to touch people. Then there was the time I wanted to be a cosmetologist. Then I realized I’d have to touch people. Ew. Then there was the time I wanted to be a flight attendant. Then I remembered I get motion sickness. Ew. Then there was the time I could not even get hired as a barista. That was depressing. There was the time I did some event planning (side work), and I think I made about 5 cents per hour. Then there was the time I interviewed to be a salon manager. Then there was the time I wanted to be a youth pastor, too,…

One of my dreams has been to do theater, and I have a chance to do so. Growing up in the Bay Area, my dad took me to local theater company productions to support friends of his. He also wrote and directed all of our church productions – which is where my experience comes from. Every time I see a play, I wish I was IN it! I finally stopped talking about doing this “someday” and I actually stepped out, and I’m DOING IT! My journey to this production started over a month ago when I went to an open casting call for a local theater company, Mask & Mirror. First, I am going to embarrass myself and tell you I flubbed up and had written the wrong day down. So, had I not double-checked my email, I would have missed this audition entirely. I was in sheer panic that Tuesday…

Today’s post is by my best-good-friend, KirstinHarris. You can follow Kirs on twitter @KirstinHarris. I have been with my husband for 11 years and our 10th anniversary is coming up in December. I don’t proclaim to have all the answers, but I know what has worked for me. I’m going to refer to husbands here, but this applies to boyfriends or finances as well. I have 2 tips for you ladies out there, things that drive me crazy, so listen up: Tip #1 Ladies, your husband CANNOT READ YOUR MIND!!!! Shocking I know, but it’s true. If your man says something that offends you and you spend the rest of the day in a foul mood, taking it out on him, that is YOUR fault, not his. He is dumb. (Sorry guys, but you kind of are.) Sometimes he says stuff he doesn’t mean or it comes across wrong. If you don’t…

Before you read this, you may want to start here for how this whole pirate madness came to be. My friend Kirs came to town for a couple of weeks on business, and when her husband flew in to join her, we decided to get dressed up to greet him at the airport. Let’s not discuss WHY I have enough pirate-esque attire to dress a small group of scallywags for a swashbuckling good time, or the fact I was heartbroken over my beyond repair bedazzled eyepatch. As we got dressed, Kirs called to her 4-year-old daughter, Addison. “Honey, you wanna dress up like mom and Jenny to get daddy?” “Why?”, Addison said with a perplexed look on her face. Then shaking her head she said in absolute seriousness, “You guys are silly.” And she passed on the opportunity to be a pirate. I tried explaining, “ADDISON! For reals? You play…

Welcome to a new post by dear friend, Jeni Bullis. Jeni challenges me in my faith, which is why she is a contributor here on my blog. Read this with tissue in hand!  “I didn’t know this when I was your age, son” I said.  A look of sadness and surprise flickered in his eyes.  “Why Mom?” he asked implying a second question…How can that be?  “Well, no one ever told me that.”  I replied. I had just finished telling him for the umpteenth time how much God adores him, knows everything about him, and has amazing things planned for him.   When we finished praying I pulled the covers up around his shoulders and watched as he nestled his face into his pillow and closed his eyes…and smiled.  After covering his perfect little face with another round of kisses and another whispered “I love you” I turned out the light and closed the…

Last October, my friend and I breezed over to a costume shop with her 4 year old daughter in tow. We walked in and were greeted very strangely by a dude that worked there. He then proceeded to watch our every move closely, standing nearby. My friend went to go try on a costume. The attendant made her remove the costume from its package in front of her and kept the package and the costume’s accessories because “teenage girls have been stealing this stuff”. Once my friend had gotten changed, she sent her daughter to come get me so I could give my opinion. (It’s a girl thang.) As I approached the dressing rooms, I was stopped by the creeper greeter, “You can’t take that bag in there.”  “What bag?!”, I responded. “That one.”, he said, pointing to my purse. “This is my purse. What do you suppose I do with it?”, my voice…

I am afraid this may be a crazy-woman-talk type thing today as I don’t think guys are bothered/affected by this the way we women are. In fact, men don’t really compliment each other. That would be unmanly. “Hey, bruh. Nice jeans.” Yeah, I don’t think that happens. Why is it that women seem to hold more value in the compliments from strangers as opposed to loved ones? If my mother says I am beautiful, shouldn’t that mean more to me than the server at a restaurant telling me that? Or, someone I am unacquainted with telling me I am a good singer vs. my husband telling me that every day, calling me his “juke box”? It’s backwards thinking. The root of this, I believe, is low self-esteem. I have believed in my family’s eyes I am beautiful and talented, but that as my family they are obligated to think so. The day you…