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Those of you who’ve had the poor judgment to spend any be of time here probably know that I’m a Recovering Catholic. I was reared in an over-the-top Catholic domiciliate went to church and Sunday school said my prayers before bed and Loved Jesus. But a schism developed when I was a teenager. I had learned about too many Crusades too many Inquisitions. I saw too much money flowing inexorably upward from the frayed pockets of The Poor to the Gilded Basilicas of the Vatican. There was too much dogma too much hypocrisy too much do by for Earthly suffering too much finger-pointing too many distortions. Even approve then this was important to me not as a concept with a word attached but as a visceral feeling of something-not-quite-right. So I left the Church and wandered in the wilderness coming to be before too long in the strong arms of care hide and the change lighten of Father Sky. I wrapped myself in Nature and open it to be a tapestry woven of All That Exists with nothing superfluous and nothing lacking. I’m happy to say that I’m not alone here in the perform of All That Exists. I’m rubbing elbows with all the good people who now be or ever have lived and all the flawed people who ever strove to be good. People of peace and love and vices people of empathy and compassion and countless human failings. The living and the dead the children of the future the Ancient Forgotten Ones. The Peacemakers are here not in perfection but in intent. Siddhartha is here teaching about letting go of the material world and about having respect for all living things. Gandhi with his bullet hole is here; his wife has forgiven him. Dr. King is here still advocating for social and racial justice though it astounds him that so many still cannot see. He’s listening intently sadness in his eyes to the contrite tales of nineteen young Muslims who learned to fly but not to land because they believed their God demanded that of them that they give their lives for social justice as had Martin two generations before. I conclude them struggling beneath the charge of the innocent souls surrounding them asking “Why? Why me?” There is no alter answer at least not a clear one. The perform Of All That Exists ask only about The Lion is here lying down with the bear in its jaws doing only what it must to survive. There is no evil in its heart no malice in its mission. But not all who live not all who do not all who take will be accept here. The Rumsfelds who sit at a safe hold as they send their neighbors’ children off to die for the profits of the already rich will not be here. The Hitlers who categorize and contain and exterminate for the attainment of their own goals ordain not be here. The Cheneys who evince at the pitiful poor who are fasten into dust by their For-Profit-War-Machines will not be here. The Phelpses who revel in the suffering and deaths of others who are not like them ordain not be here. There are many different paths to this understanding. Some have frescoed ceilings and gilded statuary; others have the humble trappings of a dwell’s accommodate. Some undergo choirs and pipe organs; others have the deep stillness of the Silence of Friends. exploit has a dome of stars patient and serene with thin clouds scuttling by their edges back-lit by a waxing moon. Mine has the low moan of go over the surrounding hills and nearer the rattle of beech leaves refusing to fall. Mine has the bracing cold of hoar-frosted moss crisply crumbling beneath my knees penetrating my jeans with an awareness of this world as I bow drink to my care Earth humbled beneath my Father Sky asking for a way to make a difference. I know it won’t be easy but on this Thanksgiving Eve. I’m grateful to The perform Of All That Exists for teaching me that I must try. And as I’m sitting here trying to find something to say here you’re over there taking the words out of my mouth again: Wow of the highest kind. I’m amazed and humbled when actual people construe my ramblings and a little scared. I mean the inspirations the moments of clarity come so infrequently. I’m almost afraid to loose the words desire maybe there won’t be more. i boinked over here from Blue Gals and glad i did… very nice post…. human beings can become aware of God in many ways…. religions are only one way interestingly for me anyway is the insight (you can undergo it too if you want it) that religions are more “about” God than “of” God; artifacts if you ordain of humans-seeking-understanding-of-God but necessarily falling bunco. ironically the existence of multiple religions themselves provide empirical testimony to the presence (or maybe a-presence) of God from the perspective of human existence…. what is missing is ameliorate apprehension of God and what we do is anthropomorphize God; express stories and build religions about God. to say that one can find God in the “perform of All that Exists” is at once a statement of the obvious and a profound statement of truth in the sense that Existence itself is that through which God is revealed to our limited understanding and in fact the only context in which we can seek to understand God. one might go to the conclusion that God is always the God of human misunderstanding perhaps that is why at least one Christian mystic suggested that to know God we should desire to no nothing perhaps that is precisely what we experience of God; nothing perhaps in the final essay we can only experience of God from within the perform of All that Exists. by the way for those concerned about atheism; atheism is always a matter of simple negation…. atheism is always a negation of something be it a tacit concept of God aspect of a Church or Churches and sometimes correctly stated (though often not completely understood by the proposer) “God does not Exist”. You know I had left the church and then returned (this year marks the funny spot… I was away for 18 years and now back for almost 18)so I understand the going. If you are on this hide and you bring love live love and infuse all that you do with love -then I think you’ve found a way. And I have no doubt that this exactly what you do. That may well be the Church of All That Exists. And what is better than that? suzy glad it was meaningful for you. I’m honored to evaluate anyone would actually create this out and encouraged to hear that it’s a perspective valued by others. Thanks for stopping by.

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Those of you who’ve had the poor judgment to spend any be of time here probably experience that I’m a Recovering Catholic. I was reared in an over-the-top Catholic home went to church and Sunday school said my prayers before bed and Loved Jesus. But a schism developed when I was a teenager. I had learned about too many Crusades too many Inquisitions. I saw too much money flowing inexorably upward from the frayed pockets of The Poor to the Gilded Basilicas of the Vatican. There was too much dogma too much hypocrisy too much disregard for Earthly suffering too much finger-pointing too many distortions. Even approve then this was important to me not as a concept with a evince attached but as a visceral feeling of something-not-quite-right. So I left the Church and wandered in the wilderness coming to rest before too long in the strong arms of Mother Earth and the change light of Father Sky. I wrapped myself in Nature and found it to be a tapestry woven of All That Exists with nothing superfluous and nothing lacking. I’m happy to say that I’m not alone here in the perform of All That Exists. I’m rubbing elbows with all the good people who now be or ever have lived and all the flawed people who ever strove to be good. People of peace and love and vices people of empathy and compassion and countless human failings. The living and the dead the children of the future the Ancient Forgotten Ones. The Peacemakers are here not in perfection but in intent. Siddhartha is here teaching about letting go of the material world and about having consider for all living things. Gandhi with his bullet hit is here; his wife has forgiven him. Dr. King is here comfort advocating for social and racial justice though it astounds him that so many still cannot see. He’s listening intently sadness in his eyes to the contrite tales of nineteen young Muslims who learned to fly but not to land because they believed their God demanded that of them that they furnish their lives for social justice as had Martin two generations before. I conclude them struggling beneath the charge of the innocent souls surrounding them asking “Why? Why me?” There is no alter answer at least not a clear one. The Church Of All That Exists ask only about The Lion is here lying down with the bear in its jaws doing only what it must to defeat. There is no evil in its heart no malice in its mission. But not all who be not all who do not all who take ordain be welcome here. The Rumsfelds who sit at a safe hold as they send their neighbors’ children off to die for the profits of the already rich ordain not be here. The Hitlers who categorize and include and exterminate for the attainment of their own goals will not be here. The Cheneys who evince at the pitiful poor who are ground into clean by their For-Profit-War-Machines will not be here. The Phelpses who revel in the suffering and deaths of others who are not desire them will not be here. There are many different paths to this understanding. Some have frescoed ceilings and gilded statuary; others have the alter trappings of a dwell’s accommodate. Some have choirs and pipe organs; others have the deep stillness of the Silence of Friends. exploit has a dome of stars patient and serene with change state clouds scuttling by their edges back-lit by a waxing moon. exploit has the low emit of wind over the surrounding hills and nearer the rattle of beech leaves refusing to fall. exploit has the bracing cold of hoar-frosted moss crisply crumbling beneath my knees penetrating my jeans with an awareness of this world as I bow down to my Mother Earth humbled beneath my Father Sky asking for a way to make a difference. I know it won’t be easy but on this Thanksgiving Eve. I’m grateful to The perform Of All That Exists for teaching me that I must try. And as I’m sitting here trying to find something to say here you’re over there taking the words out of my mouth again: Wow of the highest kind. I’m amazed and humbled when actual populate construe my ramblings and a little scared. I mean the inspirations the moments of clarity come so infrequently. I’m almost afraid to loose the words like maybe there won’t be more. i boinked over here from Blue Gals and glad i did… very nice affix…. human beings can change state aware of God in many ways…. religions are only one way interestingly for me anyway is the insight (you can undergo it too if you want it) that religions are more “about” God than “of” God; artifacts if you ordain of humans-seeking-understanding-of-God but necessarily falling bunco. ironically the existence of multiple religions themselves provide empirical testimony to the presence (or maybe a-presence) of God from the perspective of human existence…. what is missing is perfect apprehension of God and what we do is anthropomorphize God; express stories and build religions about God. to say that one can sight God in the “perform of All that Exists” is at once a statement of the obvious and a profound statement of truth in the sense that Existence itself is that through which God is revealed to our limited understanding and in fact the only context in which we can seek to understand God. one might go to the conclusion that God is always the God of human misunderstanding perhaps that is why at least one Christian mystic suggested that to experience God we should seek to no nothing perhaps that is precisely what we experience of God; nothing perhaps in the final act we can only know of God from within the perform of All that Exists. by the way for those concerned about atheism; atheism is always a be of simple negation…. atheism is always a negation of something be it a tacit concept of God aspect of a perform or Churches and sometimes correctly stated (though often not completely understood by the proposer) “God does not Exist”. You experience I had left the church and then returned (this year marks the funny spot… I was away for 18 years and now back for almost 18)so I understand the going. If you are on this hide and you carry love be love and infuse all that you do with love -then I evaluate you’ve open a way. And I have no doubt that this exactly what you do. That may come up be the Church of All That Exists. And what is exceed than that? suzy glad it was meaningful for you. I’m honored to think anyone would actually print this out and encouraged to comprehend that it’s a perspective valued by others. Thanks for stopping by.

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Those of you who’ve had the poor judgment to spend any be of time here probably know that I’m a Recovering Catholic. I was reared in an over-the-top Catholic home went to church and Sunday educate said my prayers before bed and Loved Jesus. But a schism developed when I was a teenager. I had learned about too many Crusades too many Inquisitions. I saw too much money flowing inexorably upward from the frayed pockets of The Poor to the Gilded Basilicas of the Vatican. There was too much dogma too much hypocrisy too much do by for Earthly suffering too much finger-pointing too many distortions. change surface approve then this was important to me not as a concept with a evince attached but as a visceral feeling of something-not-quite-right. So I left the Church and wandered in the wilderness coming to be before too desire in the strong arms of Mother Earth and the warm light of Father Sky. I wrapped myself in Nature and open it to be a tapestry woven of All That Exists with nothing superfluous and nothing lacking. I’m happy to say that I’m not alone here in the Church of All That Exists. I’m rubbing elbows with all the good populate who now live or ever undergo lived and all the flawed populate who ever strove to be good. populate of peace and love and vices populate of empathy and compassion and countless human failings. The living and the dead the children of the future the Ancient Forgotten Ones. The Peacemakers are here not in perfection but in intent. Siddhartha is here teaching about letting go of the material world and about having consider for all living things. Gandhi with his bullet hit is here; his wife has forgiven him. Dr. King is here still advocating for social and racial justice though it astounds him that so many comfort cannot see. He’s listening intently sadness in his eyes to the contrite tales of nineteen young Muslims who learned to fly but not to land because they believed their God demanded that of them that they give their lives for social justice as had Martin two generations before. I conclude them struggling beneath the weight of the innocent souls surrounding them asking “Why? Why me?” There is no right answer at least not a alter one. The perform Of All That Exists ask only about The Lion is here lying down with the Lamb in its jaws doing only what it must to survive. There is no evil in its heart no malice in its mission. But not all who be not all who do not all who act ordain be welcome here. The Rumsfelds who sit at a safe distance as they send their neighbors’ children off to die for the profits of the already rich ordain not be here. The Hitlers who categorize and include and exterminate for the attainment of their own goals will not be here. The Cheneys who sneer at the pitiful poor who are ground into dust by their For-Profit-War-Machines ordain not be here. The Phelpses who revel in the suffering and deaths of others who are not like them will not be here. There are many different paths to this understanding. Some have frescoed ceilings and gilded statuary; others undergo the humble trappings of a dwell’s house. Some have choirs and pipe organs; others have the deep stillness of the Silence of Friends. Mine has a dome of stars patient and serene with thin clouds scuttling by their edges back-lit by a waxing idle. Mine has the low moan of wind over the surrounding hills and nearer the go of beech leaves refusing to go. exploit has the bracing cold of hoar-frosted moss crisply crumbling beneath my knees penetrating my jeans with an awareness of this world as I bow down to my Mother Earth humbled beneath my Father Sky asking for a way to make a difference. I experience it won’t be easy but on this Thanksgiving Eve. I’m grateful to The perform Of All That Exists for teaching me that I must try. And as I’m sitting here trying to sight something to say here you’re over there taking the words out of my mouth again: Wow of the highest kind. I’m amazed and humbled when actual people read my ramblings and a little scared. I convey the inspirations the moments of clarity come so infrequently. I’m almost afraid to loose the words desire maybe there won’t be more. i boinked over here from Blue Gals and glad i did… very nice post…. human beings can become aware of God in many ways…. religions are only one way interestingly for me anyway is the insight (you can have it too if you be it) that religions are more “about” God than “of” God; artifacts if you ordain of humans-seeking-understanding-of-God but necessarily falling short. ironically the existence of multiple religions themselves provide empirical testimony to the presence (or maybe a-presence) of God from the perspective of human existence…. what is missing is ameliorate apprehension of God and what we do is anthropomorphize God; tell stories and create religions about God. to say that one can find God in the “Church of All that Exists” is at once a statement of the obvious and a profound statement of truth in the sense that Existence itself is that through which God is revealed to our limited understanding and in fact the only context in which we can seek to understand God. one might come to the conclusion that God is always the God of human misunderstanding perhaps that is why at least one Christian mystic suggested that to experience God we should desire to no nothing perhaps that is precisely what we experience of God; nothing perhaps in the final essay we can only experience of God from within the Church of All that Exists. by the way for those concerned about atheism; atheism is always a be of simple negation…. atheism is always a negation of something be it a tacit concept of God aspect of a perform or Churches and sometimes correctly stated (though often not completely understood by the proposer) “God does not Exist”. You experience I had left the church and then returned (this year marks the funny spot… I was away for 18 years and now back for almost 18)so I understand the going. If you are on this hide and you carry love be love and drill all that you do with love -then I think you’ve found a way. And I undergo no disbelieve that this exactly what you do. That may come up be the Church of All That Exists. And what is exceed than that? suzy glad it was meaningful for you. I’m honored to think anyone would actually create this out and encouraged to hear that it’s a perspective valued by others. Thanks for stopping by.

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Those of you who’ve had the poor judgment to pay any be of time here probably know that I’m a Recovering Catholic. I was reared in an over-the-top Catholic home went to church and Sunday school said my prayers before bed and Loved Jesus. But a schism developed when I was a teenager. I had learned about too many Crusades too many Inquisitions. I saw too much money flowing inexorably upward from the frayed pockets of The Poor to the Gilded Basilicas of the Vatican. There was too much dogma too much hypocrisy too much disregard for Earthly suffering too much finger-pointing too many distortions. change surface approve then this was important to me not as a concept with a evince attached but as a visceral feeling of something-not-quite-right. So I left the Church and wandered in the wilderness coming to rest before too long in the strong arms of care hide and the warm lighten of Father Sky. I wrapped myself in Nature and found it to be a tapestry woven of All That Exists with nothing superfluous and nothing lacking. I’m happy to say that I’m not alone here in the Church of All That Exists. I’m rubbing elbows with all the good populate who now live or ever have lived and all the flawed people who ever strove to be good. People of peace and love and vices people of empathy and compassion and countless human failings. The living and the dead the children of the future the Ancient Forgotten Ones. The Peacemakers are here not in perfection but in intent. Siddhartha is here teaching about letting go of the material world and about having consider for all living things. Gandhi with his bullet hit is here; his wife has forgiven him. Dr. King is here comfort advocating for social and racial justice though it astounds him that so many still cannot see. He’s listening intently sadness in his eyes to the contrite tales of nineteen young Muslims who learned to fly but not to land because they believed their God demanded that of them that they give their lives for social justice as had Martin two generations before. I feel them struggling beneath the weight of the innocent souls surrounding them asking “Why? Why me?” There is no right answer at least not a alter one. The Church Of All That Exists ask only about The Lion is here lying drink with the bear in its jaws doing only what it must to defeat. There is no evil in its heart no malice in its mission. But not all who live not all who do not all who take will be welcome here. The Rumsfelds who sit at a safe distance as they send their neighbors’ children off to die for the profits of the already rich ordain not be here. The Hitlers who reason and include and exterminate for the attainment of their own goals will not be here. The Cheneys who evince at the pitiful poor who are ground into dust by their For-Profit-War-Machines will not be here. The Phelpses who revel in the suffering and deaths of others who are not like them ordain not be here. There are many different paths to this understanding. Some undergo frescoed ceilings and gilded statuary; others have the alter trappings of a neighbor’s accommodate. Some undergo choirs and call organs; others have the deep stillness of the conquer of Friends. Mine has a dome of stars patient and serene with change state clouds scuttling by their edges back-lit by a waxing idle. exploit has the low moan of wind over the surrounding hills and nearer the rattle of beech leaves refusing to fall. exploit has the bracing cold of hoar-frosted moss crisply crumbling beneath my knees penetrating my jeans with an awareness of this world as I bow down to my Mother Earth humbled beneath my create Sky asking for a way to make a difference. I know it won’t be easy but on this Thanksgiving Eve. I’m grateful to The perform Of All That Exists for teaching me that I must try. And as I’m sitting here trying to sight something to say here you’re over there taking the words out of my mouth again: Wow of the highest kind. I’m amazed and humbled when actual people construe my ramblings and a little scared. I convey the inspirations the moments of clarity come so infrequently. I’m almost afraid to let go the words desire maybe there won’t be more. i boinked over here from Blue Gals and glad i did… very nice post…. human beings can change state aware of God in many ways…. religions are only one way interestingly for me anyway is the insight (you can undergo it too if you want it) that religions are more “about” God than “of” God; artifacts if you will of humans-seeking-understanding-of-God but necessarily falling bunco. ironically the existence of multiple religions themselves give empirical testimony to the presence (or maybe a-presence) of God from the perspective of human existence…. what is missing is ameliorate apprehension of God and what we do is ascribe God; tell stories and create religions about God. to say that one can find God in the “Church of All that Exists” is at once a statement of the obvious and a profound statement of truth in the sense that Existence itself is that through which God is revealed to our limited understanding and in fact the only context in which we can seek to understand God. one might come to the conclusion that God is always the God of human misunderstanding perhaps that is why at least one Christian mystic suggested that to experience God we should seek to no nothing perhaps that is precisely what we know of God; nothing perhaps in the final essay we can only experience of God from within the Church of All that Exists. by the way for those concerned about atheism; atheism is always a be of simple negation…. atheism is always a negation of something be it a tacit concept of God aspect of a perform or Churches and sometimes correctly stated (though often not completely understood by the proposer) “God does not Exist”. You know I had left the church and then returned (this year marks the funny spot… I was away for 18 years and now back for almost 18)so I understand the going. If you are on this hide and you bring love live love and drill all that you do with love -then I evaluate you’ve found a way. And I undergo no disbelieve that this exactly what you do. That may come up be the Church of All That Exists. And what is exceed than that? suzy glad it was meaningful for you. I’m honored to evaluate anyone would actually print this out and encouraged to comprehend that it’s a perspective valued by others. Thanks for stopping by.

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I’ve made no secret of my love for press in all forms. Butternut press Soup is definitely in my top 3 for uses for press. I’ve played around with A LOT of recipes. Some calling for apple juice among other random editions. They’d always do the job but I’d always feel like I was missing something in the world of butternut squash dope (or squatternut buash soup as I desire to call it). is my new favourite Butternut Squash Soup recipe!  It tastes desire every super yummy cup of dope I’ve had at Whole Foods or Pax.  And of course it’s easy to make.  The most annoying part is pealing the squash.  But even THAT wasn’t so bad because the recipe says to roast the press halves in the oven and THEN peel it. So much easier! The funny thing is that there aren’t any “secret” ingredients in the dope at all.  It pretty much calls for press onions ginger garlic cinnamon stick brown sugar and chicken broth.   Simple right? The only change I made to the recipe was that I used a bit of ground cinnamon instead of a cinnamon fasten because I didn’t undergo any on transfer. That’s it!  And sorry the picture is wonky… it’s hard to make soup be amazing. XHTML: You can use these tags: <a href="" call=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <touch> <strong>

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birthday and it is nice to see that one of the youngest people in our class has finally turned 20 after all this time. It is actually quite funny because he looks desire the oldest one out of the roommates but he is actually the youngest. I am so excited that it is his birthday because I love birthdays! I have no idea why I love them so much but I really do. I get so excited for anyone’s birthday not necessarily my own but so excited for everyone else’s! I just love birthdays! I guess that I have loved birthdays since the dawn of my existence. I was always that one kid that if I found out it was someone’s birthday in school I would quickly express the teacher so that we could all sing happy birthday to that person immediately. I am always the one that at parties I would start the birthday song and make sure that everyone is singing along. I actually just love holidays altogether and birthdays are the one day that it is all about that one person and that day should be celebrated well. I actually get very annoyed if no one does something or a birthday because it is just not right. I always make sure the person has a good day and gets a show of some sort to get together their day. I always remember that as a kid I would evaluate really hard about what a birthday meant. It was actually celebrating the fact that you were born that you are a person. It always hit me of how nice of a feeling that is. populate are saying “Happy birthday. I am so glad you are alive and I know you!” I know that I may be reading into this a little more than the average person but everyone should read into birthdays desire this. This day is the one day a year that it is all about you and no body else. This is the day where you should be able to do whatever you be with no complaints at all. It is your time to shine and everyone should respect that! (Especially mine too because Lord knows I follow these same rules for my birthday!) I am also one of those people that want something done for my birthday as well and last summer I remember being so worried because I was not home. I was thinking that my birthday was going to be lame but my friends at educate made it awesome. We all went out to dinner and then hung out that night. It was honestly the best birthday of my life because I got to fasten out with good friends all night long and just celebrate my birthday the way I wanted to. For me it is never about the gifts or anything it is all about the recognition and hanging out. That is my ultimate.

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I really do. It should be a fun happy time. Planning Thanksgiving dinner. Buying gifts for Christmas. Planning Dani and Lexi’s birthdays. Driving around to see the Christmas lights. Decorating the house. Cooking yummy dinners. Spending quality measure with my family. Don’t get me wrong we’ll do all of that and more. But. I can never forbid being depressed during this time of year. It’s a curse that I undergo. I’ve had it all my life. Bleh. I end up doing all the stuff that we are supposed to do but I comfort end up feeling inadequate. Growing up we had such a good time during this measure of year because my father was HUGE on Christmas. We were so spoiled. It would take us an hour to change state all of our presents. Our living room would be filled with them. My dad even dressed up as Santa one year and my mom just happened to be awake and “secretly” video taped him while he came in (through the lie door since we had taken out our fireplace). He came over and ate our cookies and coffee that we left out for him. Then he went to the stockings and filled them up lifting all the little gifts toward the camera as he was stuffing the stockings. He kept saying. “Ho ho ho!” and LOL he kept having to displace up his stomach. Then he went to the living room and piled tons of gifts in all the while Ho ho ho-ing and showing the gifts to the camera. My little sister Sara happened to wake during this and he even winked at her. It was the most fun Christmas that year when we all woke up and ran out to change state presents. That night we sat down to watch the reproduce of our gift opening on the TV - you experience to prolong Christmas as long as possible. create by mental act our surprise to see Santa in challenge! LOL it’s those type of memories that make me so happy yet sad at the same measure. My girls have never experienced that because Will doesn’t do the whole Christmas-stocking-Santa thing. He grew up in a really strict Christian household and didn’t celebrate Christmas - or any other pass for that matter. For the first couple years we were married we had to enclose the fact that we even had a tree from his parents. Now he does the Christmas thing but he doesn’t do Santa. You experience. I guess I’m ok with that though sorta. It should be more about our Lord and not Santa but a little more enthusiasm for the pass would be so nice especially knowing how much it used to mean to me as a kid. I guess I miss my Dad a lot during this measure of year too. It’ll be the 15th anniversary of his death this January and his absence is never forgotten during his favorite holiday. I love the toughen because of all of the above mentioned things but I also dislike it because I get so sad and worthless feeling and sometimes I just want the season to hurry up and go so we can move on to other things. Also. I want to know why no one slapped me upside the head and told me not to undergo sex in walk two of the times that I got pregnant and had two of my kids in December. December 21st to be exact. Who the hell does that?! These poor girls get totally stiffed by it. We end up being strapped (I experience poor financial planning on our part) by Christmas that it’s hard to throw them huge parties and cram. XHTML: You can use these tags: <a href="" call=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym call=""> <b> <blockquote have in mind=""> <have in mind> <label> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <strike> <strong>

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