Monthly Archives: December, 2013

Logical Consequences

My mother taught me that I should give my children logical consequences to their behavior. If they help me with the dishes, they get some extra cuddle time (by helping me, they made extra time in my schedule, so I can spend that extra time with them). If they break something, they have to replace …

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Making it Special

I’m not Christian. At all. I’ve heard there is proof that Jesus Christ lived, but I wonder about that. I fully doubt that the only way I will have a happy after-life is by believing that he died for me. I’m almost positive if he did live, he wasn’t born on December 25th (I’ve heard …

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Christmas Minimized

I saw a post a friend made on Facebook today, and it made me very thankful for my minimalistic Christmas. In her post she said, “Red velvet cupcakes baked and frosted, 2 Pumpkin Cheesecakes baked, Kevin helped and cut all the chicken into strips and I made honey mustard marinade, Brown Sugar marinade, and trying …

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Child Sponsorship

Okay. I guess I don’t get it. A local morning radio show is asking its listeners to sponsor a child. They want you to donate about a dollar a day to change the life of a child. These children are thousands of miles away. Granted, our dollar can go a lot further for these children …

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Sit-In

I was going to blog about the whole Duck Dynasty Debacle, but then I realized that anything I might say has already been said.  To Death.  Enough about them.  On to bigger and better.  Instead, I want to share with you a piece of local news for me.  Teacher Fired for Marrying a Man.  This …

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Color Me Inspired

Yesterday, I watched a video which I thought would be just another video, but it has stayed with me. And I hope it stays with me forever. Here it is: http://damn.com/p/guy-brings-his-white-girl-to-barbershop-in-harlem-and-gets-hated-on-by-black-hairdresser/ It has three sections – the first makes one happy that someone is standing up for someone else and the second feels like what …

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