hitler’s girlfriend

It’s weird how a memory sticks with you sometimes. I can’t remember the name of the venue (although I think it was Metro Cafe), but I’ll never forget seeing one song performed by the band Dime Store Prophets. I honestly couldn’t tell you any of their other songs, but I can still hear this one…

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i hate change

I hate change. And it’s not just a pithy sentiment for me. I am 1000% a creature of habit. I love a good schedule. I practically eat the same breakfast every morning and know what I’ll be preparing for lunch and dinner for the family. I wear only one brand of jeans and I own…

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separation and good friday

Every year as I walk through Holy Week I try to have a fresh perspective. This year it has been thrust upon us all. And yet, there are still those determined to recreate the norm, defy scientific advice and endanger their own and those they come into contact with. I’m honestly at a loss for…

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clogged toilets and restorative grace

Yesterday morning I received the text that every spouse loves to receive from their significant other, “There is water coming out of the bottom of the basement toilet”. It’s one of those texts that just brightens your day and doesn’t make the rest of the day stressful at all. Flash forward to the end of…

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infected

I am not even sure why I feel the need to blog/write today. I don’t really feel like doing much of anything. Truth be told I have had an infection in my hand for almost a week now and it is hard to get motivated to do much of anything. It is crazy how much…

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the Oscars and our inability to move on

The Oscars are a little less than two weeks away. And I know for many of you that may not be a huge deal, but I’m always curious to see which pictures take home the big prize and how many of my predictions come true. Of course this year is particularly unique as the Academy…

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until you know better

I find more and more that the world in which many of us find ourselves in becomes more confusing (insert frustrating) with each passing day. Some days I feel like I’m firing on all cylinders and understand each task that comes before me. Then there are other days where I don’t know up from down…

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changing minds

Having kids makes for a unique outlook on life. In fact, I think they help us appreciate things so much more. Recently I’ve begun to realize just how stubborn we grown-ups can be thanks to my own kids and food. In my family we basically have a rotation of about four meals consisting of fast…

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boxed in

This morning I write surrounded by boxes. It really is amazing how much stuff we humans acquire. Here’s a test for you. If you think yourself a minimalist, just try moving once. It really can be mind boggling. So here I sit surrounded by cardboard and chaos. But it really is a picture of something…

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breaking down boxes

Yesterday morning, in the midst of all of the hullabaloo of trying to get the Arp family out the door, I decided it was high time. It had been piling up for weeks and enough was enough. So for about fifteen minutes I decided to wade into the quagmire of the entrance to our garage…

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