Tag: love
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Being Birthday Bashed
It’s my birthday. I don’t say that to garner well wishes or point a spotlight of attention on me. I don’t like being the focal point of anything. I’m old enough to know better and young enough not to need three fingers to say how old I really am. I love celebrating other people. I enjoy…
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What’s So Special About The Sauce?
I’ve found myself in cow country a lot lately. Not the pasture, dairy farm, huge herd type of moo land. Chick-fil-A. The big kids are beyond the kid meals. Eating them only whets the appetite, never satisfies. Isley is still enamored with the play area and ice cream to focus much on real food. Ryken, at…
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Love Is A Many “Spended” Thing
I’m not a huge proponent of Valentine’s Day. And I’ve got a husband I dearly love. The history of Valentine’s Day is murky. There were several saints named Valentine, all martyred for their faith. There was a pagan holiday, Lupercalia, that was held on February 15 to honor the god of agriculture and fertility.…
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Good Cow, Bad Cow
You’ve gotta love a place that caters to kids in a way adults can enjoy. I was at Chick-fil-a with Heather, the girls and Ryken the other night. On Tuesdays, they have family fun night. Singers. Folks making balloon animals. Face painters. Clowns. A little circus in a very small, contained space. Isley could barely…
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Has Anybody Seen My Old Friend Martin?
We live in a world of rich diversity. I’ve got friends from a variety of backgrounds, ethnicities, experiences and cultures. What I love about all of my friends is that they’re different from me. If I spent time with just me for long, I’d get bored and lonely. My personal dysfunctions would escalate dramatically. If…
Tip of My Iceberg 