When I was 4 years old, I came to a revolutionary conclusion: Ghosts are dumb. My family lived in the epitome of 1974 trailer luxury in a little town called Cottage Grove. I’m pretty sure we even had brown shag carpeting, an industry standard at the time. I was pretty young, and my little brother…
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Yesterday, my beautiful sister Hillary came home from her mission in Brazil. Since I wrote her a small book before she left entitled, “How to Be a Missionary,” I thought I would write her a book about being a returned missionary as a welcome home present. There are a lot of things that I talk…
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I love rollercoasters. I love the crazy thrill that you get as you are getting pulled up to the top, that chuck-chuck-chuck as it slowly rises above the skyline. There is always a moment of dizzy excitement for me, and I’m pretty sure I always have a moment where I think, “This was a bad…
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One of the earliest memories I have is of walking through a dusty building that my mother called “The Good Wheel.” At least that is what I thought she called it. Little did I know that she was sparking in my tiny frame a muscle memory that would drive my need for secondhand clothing forever.…
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I went for a walk with my faithful dog, Turk, last night. It was late, about 9pm. The heat in Portland has been stifling over the past couple of days, and a walk through the cooling August air was just what I needed to bring my temperature down to semi-normal levels. As I was walking…
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I have been a Mormon for quite a while now. There are many things about it that I enjoy. For instance, I love that I can go to any church in any part of the world and know that I’ll always make it to church about 5 minutes after the sacrament has already been passed.…
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I have never been called a “lady’s lady.” In fact, I don’t think anyone EVER has been called that. When I was growing up, I felt pretty comfortable hanging around with boys, or the girls that looked suspiciously like them. I don’t know what that meant about me back then, but I sure as heck…
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I don’t believe I have had such a hard time writing anything in my whole life. Of course, you blog readers are very special to me. I feel like we have already come such a long way together. Me, telling you all the weird crap that comes into my head. You, reading it and then…
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I am awake at midnight. This is not right. I blew my nose and snot came out of my eye. That was even wronger. Still, it is good to be aliveyoungsmartstablehealthyfriendlyhappyfunnysillysexylovedlovingmothersisterdaughterwifegentlecrazyunstable absoluteblessedthinshortcrookedtakenoprisoners Willow And I am happy that I get to wake up tomorrow to her. That feels very right. To lay her demons down…
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I find myself in a particularly creative mood today. Abigail is happily watching an animated television show that ran for 3 weeks on HBO called “The Neverending Stories,” based on the movie. I am back at my current addiction, shooting Facebook intravenously into the vein in my big toe. So, I thought I’d put the…
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They both require a helmet. Both are necessary for rockin’ birthday party. Wearing either makes a unique fashion statement. None of these are the correct answer, although I really appreciate your unique sense of reality. How do you function in normal society, again? Yesterday, I decided it would be really fun to have a total…
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Wow. We are getting personal now, aren’t we? Okay, there comes a time in a young person’s life when they begin getting these feelings for members of the opposite sex… It’s a lot like my dad told me. “It’s like a giant who’s sleeping. You could wake him up, but he’ll probably do a lot…
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