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Music for the Soul*
I don’t often post a lot of “churchy” stuff (unless it’s a funny story that must be shared) as I guess I feel like my beliefs are my own and I don’t want to push anything on anyone. Besides, that’s not really what my little blog is all about. However, tonight there is something I absolutely must share. I love music. I love music to the core of my being… I listen to everything. I love everything from rock to hip hop, from dance to opera, from classical to indie. I have a little bit of everything in my itunes–there isn’t really one band or artist that dominates my play…
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The Death of The Hairbrush*
I am frustrated. There are certain things in life I feel you should only have to find once… the prefect hairdresser / salon, the perfect restaurant, the perfect shoe store… and the perfect hair brush. I hate buying hair brushes. Seriously. I have big crazy thick sometimes-wavy-sometimes-straight hair that is picky about what goes through it. For years I hunted for a hairbrush that could de-tangle even my most beastly hair days. …and then I found it. The one. My big round hairbrush with perfect bristles. It didn’t hurt when I brushed my hair. It didn’t make my hair staticky. It gave me that shimmery shine that I thought only…
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Blogging Space*
You know, it’s bizarre. Life hasn’t been as crazy this past little while yet I feel like I have no time for blogging. I think it is because I no longer have my “blogging space”. Do you ever think about that? About where you blog? I always write at my desk. Always. It’s my “place”. When I don’t have access to my desk it’s like my brain freezes and and my blogging genius (I like to pretend that’s what it is) vanishes. VAMOOSH. As I have been staying with my cousin for the past couple of weeks to finish this placement my desk (and drive to blog) is at home…
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My Firsts*
I saw this on Facebook and decided to steal it and do it here as I’ve basically given up on Facebook anyway. (The new ‘Friends’ page–seriously?!?! How can I possibly stalk my friends now? Wait, I mean monitor their every move, not stalk. …that didn’t come out right either.) So, here you are! Feel free to steal it if you’d like to do it on yours, just let me know and I’ll come read. :) 1. Who was your FIRST prom date?My first boyfriend’s (Big Chief) best friend. Haha! I was friends with JT (named after Justin Timberlake for his N’SYNC-like hair) before Big Chief and I started dating, and…
