Monthly Archives: November 2009

Thanks. Give. Happy.

I sat in the lobby with my hands tingling from the long walk in.  The same feeling of muscles falling into slumber and waking up abruptly happens when the cold, Minnesota, air, overtakes the skin. It was all emotion to me: tingling excitement over sitting in the chairs I had earlier dreamed of the color,…

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Goodbye Sweet Shamus.

Tonight for my friends, I participated in horrific acts on a dead turkey. Friendsgiving is tomorrow night. We claim good people, plenty of food and enough wine to help us get over driving home to see our families in two days. I stupidly offered to host and make the bird-beast. It started with a conversation…

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It’s the attitude that’s tragic, not the situation….

The tone of this piece is priceless Liz Jones is a ‘columnist’ for the UK Mail Online. She’s pretentious, ignorant and every other justifiable adjective when I realized her ‘beauty regimen’ was about $1600 a month. (Just in treatments.) “Here, being poor can not only be isolating and almost impossible to escape from, it can…

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The price of perfection…

Death is not the biggest fear we have; our biggest fear is taking the risk to be alive — the risk to be alive and express what we really are. – Don Ruiz On the weekends- for fun,  I lead youth at a local parish. I don’t make enough to buy groceries on, or pay…

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Sometimes, it’s just all, Oklahoma.

I have… amazing friends.  I feel that I’m blessed more than the average human female for being able to tell those that come in my door, or leave that the words, “I love you,” don’t only resonate of my mouth, but of my heart; none of which was more apparent than last night. We stepped…

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Adulthood

Harry Burns: I’ve been doing a lot of thinking, and the thing is, I love you. Sally Albright: What? Harry Burns: I love you. Sally Albright: How do you expect me to respond to this? Harry Burns: How about, you love me too. Sally Albright: How about, I’m leaving. -When Harry Met Sally (1989) I…

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She once believed in every story he had to tell…

To those that we lose along the way, and those that can’t see the truth in front of them. #MusicAnyday Pearl Jam: Light Years Video i’ve used hammers made out of wood i have played games with pieces and rules i undeciphered tricks at the bar but now you’re gone, i haven’t figured out why…

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Say Yes.

I climbed up to the podium this morning after exactly two cups of coffee and enough internal pep talks to cause fervor in a room full of skeptics. I spoke and the words that came out of my mouth resonated from a deeper place than what faced me on the PowerPoint screen. I saw it instantaneously- the…

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Ava is Four

This past year has been giggles and tendrils of silken, red, hair. Ava would run into a room to say something in her ‘silly voice,’ then run all the way back up the stairs to console her stuffed animals and proclaim, “Momma! You are my favorite!“  This was a year of potty training and explaining…

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Social Media For Job Seekers

Your “I AM” statement is one of the most powerful tools for online and in-person networking and marketing. Remember: LinkedIn is the Office, Twitter is the Watercooler and Facebook is the bar. Click Here to View the PDF  

Discarded Treasure Chest…

I don’t know what type of little girl she is, but judging by the boxes of her cherished possessions, I saw her love of stuffed animals, the color pink and that she had a birthday at a bowling alley, where everyone signed a bowling pin. I walked into work today and joked to a coworker…

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