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I feel like my heart is torn in 2 right now. I sat here thinking about what I was going to post tonight. I am a little nervous about the missions trip to Mexico I will be going on this weekend, so I was going to tell you about that & ask you to pray about it. And then I thought about what I had wanted to write about earlier today which is my frustration with the immigrant protests that will be taking place on Monday. And then it hit me. Maybe it was my brain waking up. Maybe it was God knocking on my soul. I can't say for sure. What I do know is that I am about to go spend the weekend looking into the faces of children who despite their impoverished circumstances I am sure are going to have some of the biggest grins on their faces you could ever hope to see. And here I am miffed about protests taking place trying to help improve the circumstances of those who have done their best to escape that same poverty. Do I agree with their tactics, their goal to "close d...

Yes, that's right. I said pink sleeping bag. Bubble gum, completely girly, non-camping enthusiast pink. :) Next weekend I'm going on a weekend missions trip to Mexico with my church. I was told yesterday that we would need to bring a sleeping bag to you know sleep in. This presented a problem for me as I did not own one. Not being much of a person to sleep outside or on the ground for any sort of random reason, I had never had the need or desire to own one. So last night I went to Target to buy supplies for the trip. I ventured upstairs toward the camping supplies. (Silly 2-story Target) As I turned down the aisle I was met with 2 glorious things, a pink sleeping bag and a price of 9.99. (It also happened to be the right temperature & size.) I considered whether or not to purchase such a ridiculous thing, but I thought to myself, if I have to buy a sleeping bag I'm going to buy the silliest, girliest, non-camperiest one I can find. And so I did. Last nigh...

One of my good friends called tonight & I got to talk to him for awhile. I always really enjoy talking to him. He's just one of those people with whom I click really well. He knows me well enough to know if I'll probably like a movie or not. We work really well together. And he usually makes me laugh. Sometimes I wish LA wasn't quite so far away from the midwest. Somedays I wonder what my life would be like if I had stayed in Omaha. I read this article recently that said it was detrimental for young single women who wanted to get married to be moving away from home and pursuing career paths. The article suggested that without the parents there to help guide relationships and limit a man's access to their daughter, which would then force him to marry her in order to spend the kind of time with her he coveted, without these boundaries relationships wouldn't have the proper guidance to help usher them into marriage. I think that a family's input on a r...

So I was sitting in the little food court area of Target today having a late lunch (yes Target, only due to a great lack of parking at Sharky's and the stupid rain) when I overheard a 6-year-old boy question his grandmother about her knowledge of jujitsu. The grandmother had clearly never even heard the word. The little boy started into his explanation, pleased to have something to talk about & I think a little pleased that he could teach his grandma something. I had gone to Target to buy a few things for Easter - grass, plastic eggs, candy, extra forks as we are going to have about 4 more people here for dinner than for whom we had forks. Nothing too spectacular, nothing too expensive. I also purchased normal Target stuff that I needed. My total came to $83. As I paid the cashier said, "$83 just for Easter?" Just? JUST? It was clear from the way she had been talking to me and to the customers ahead of me that she does celebrate Easter & not in the bunny...

Waiter Rant is my new favorite site. Oh the joys of working in a restaurant. Speaking of restaurants and food and the like, I can't even begin to tell you how many guys I know are on diets right now. Don't get me wrong, I think it's great if people want to be responsible and try to eat well, but the way some of these guys talk about it is the girliest thing I've ever heard. And for the record, I would just like to point out that a lot of girls don't mind a guy with a few extra pounds on him, it makes him very huggable & it makes a girl feel safe. So if you're doing it to be healthy, that's great & we applaud that. If you're doing it because you don't think you can get a girlfriend otherwise, you're just asking the wrong girls.

Is it just me or is it wrong for animated vegetables to be peddling vegetable seeds? Seems kinda like we're promoting vegicide. Anyone else disturbed by this?

Check out the iTunes free single of the week this week for a song by Plumb off her latest album "Chaotic Resolve." I'm stoked they picked one of her songs, but it's kind of annoying to me that they call her an "up-and-coming pop artist" (she's not pop, she's rock/alternative & she's been around awhile) similar to Evanescence. I myself have often compared Tiffany Arbuckle Lee's vocals to Amy Lee's (no relation so far as I know), but come on Plumb has been around way longer. Anyway, check it out it's a great song. In other good news, even though it has been raining quacktastically too much here lately, I got new windshield wipers last weekend and they are fantastic. That's pretty exciting for me. What can I say? It's the little things. :) I'm cooking for the cafe again on Sunday, I'm glad about that, it's one of my favorite parts of the week. And the week after that Nicole & I are hosting Easter Dinne...

Here's a little photo love from the piratical party we went to this weekend in honor of our friend Chris' birthday. That's a real sword I'm holding!

I have decided that I don't want to blog anymore. This is it. I just don't get the joy out of it that I used to, and I don't want to feel bad when I don't post as frequently as I feel I should so I'm done with it all. We've been through 2 years together. We've laughed and cried. Some of you have probably wondered why I'm not locked up in a mental institution. That's fair. Some of you have probabaly thought, wow she's so cool I wish I could date her. If you're a cool guy in the 23-29 age range, let me know. ;) And some of you have probably wondered why in the world you find yourself reading the strange words of a stranger in a strange city. I know this blog holds some mystical allure over many of you, but today I am breaking that spell. It has been fun, except for the aforementioned crying, and I will probably miss you all from time to time but I must bid you adieu.