Can We Talk?

My Twitter Account is Worth …

… well, nothing really.


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But hey man, $300 bucks is $300 bucks, you know? I’ll take it!

Do you Twitter? I do. A lot. Too much, actually. In fact, I often find myself saying SO much about what’s going on with me that writing a blog post after spewing my nonsense on Twitter is rather redundant.

So, I don’t post on my blog.

And I start feeling guilty.

Because this blog o’ mine is my journal – about my life, my thoughts, the funny, off-the-wall humor I find on the Internet. It’s about me – as boring as that sounds (and probably reads).

But Twitter — is a platform that was MADE for me, I think. I like that I only have 140 characters to verbalize my thoughts/feelings. I like that it forces me to be concise, that it forces me to carefully choose my words and the challenge it presents in putting both my statement and my humor out there at the same time. It’s the perfect platform for people who enjoy spewing one-liners.

Like me.

As you all know, I’m rather, erhm, long winded on this blog, so having to stick to that word restriction is so much fun for me.

But am I doing it right? Am I utilizing Twitter to it’s full potential? Is there even a right or wrong way to USE Twitter?

Some people think so.

I see Twitter as a huge party. Everyone is talking at once and though at first, it sounds confusing, there is a certain pattern that emerges if you take a moment to listen.

Or read, as the case may be.

There are tons of conversations going on and I love the fact that Twitter gives you the opportunity to eavesdrop on these conversations and then join them, if one is so inclined. I love the fact that there is SO MUCH DIVERSITY on Twitter – one tweet might be about politics, another about what’s for dinner that evening, another about parenting advice, another about a funny event, another showing a picture of that person’s activities … I love the flurry of activity – it’s hard to get bored on Twitter.

I find it exhilarating that I can be annoyed and/or fired up about a political issue in one tweet and in the very next tweet, talk about something totally unrelated and off-the-wall. I love the see-saw of emotions that accompany each tweet and though it’s exhausting, it’s an adrenaline rush at times (at times).

I tweet because it amuses me. I tweet to connect with people. I tweet to promote my book store. I tweet because it gives me a voice and it’s okay if no one is listening.

The fact that my words are out there, somewhere, floating around are somehow enough for me.

Do you use Twitter? Why or why not? What do you “get” out of Twitter?

Abundant Life

Teaching: Love is Tough (Part Two)

Every Sunday I provide videos and valuable links to the Truth or Tradition teachings. We’ve been following the Truth or Tradition teachings for many years now and they have truly blessed our family. We have found peace and happiness through our beliefs and we walk confidently for God. My hope, by passing on this information to you, is that what you find here, or on the Truth or Tradition website, will guide you to a better, more blessed and abundant life.

If you would like to read my views on religion and how we got started with the ministry, you can read this.

Let’s get started:

Part One

If you have any questions, or would like to learn more about God’s wonderful message, please visit the Truth or Tradition website. You can also keep track of the ministry through their Facebook page, their YouTube Channel, or follow them on Twitter.

Thanks for reading.

(Comments have been turned off. The information is here to inform and bless you. God granted you the gift of free will – take it or leave it).

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Kitchen Saga

Kitchen Saga: And On the Sixth Day, They Had Cabinets

Ladies and gentlemen,


we have cabinets!!

I’ll blog more about it on Monday. Now? I have to paint and sort through boxes of kitchen junk because there is NO WAY I’m going to allow anything gross and/or ancient back into my new, CLEAN kitchen.

(I have to document every precious moment of this because this will be the cleanest my kitchen will EVER be from this point on, let me assure you.)


Jazz it Up

(Update from last post: The Internet came back on when I got home from the library – naturally. And it was indeed our service provider. But I can’t complain, because they rarely have problems and it was only down for a few hours so …. life goes on).

I had to get up at 6:00 this morning.

On a Saturday.

While all of my guys got to sleep in.

But I wasn’t bitter because it was for a good cause. Jazz had his first jazz performance of the year today.

Kevin couldn’t go with me, he had to stay at the house to let the cabinet guy in, so it was just me and Jazz. (Dude didn’t go because HELLO, it’s Saturday – nothing short of an earthquake could get that boy out of bed before 10:00 on the weekend).

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It went well. I was a bit annoyed that their conductor had the kids begin before they were even settled, but when you’re on a timetable, you have to make do.

They played three songs. The first one sounded a bit sluggish (probably due to the fact that they were rushed), the second song sounded better and the third song made up for the first. I thought they sounded great and as usual, I was bursting with pride.

I asked Jazz how he thought he did after the performance and he had to be extra hard on himself, of course. He always is after a performance. He was pretty happy with nearly everything, except for the last song when the trumpets came in late (like I would know, but this is what he said). He was also upset because his belt buckle put a few more scratches in his saxophone bell, but you know, we didn’t buy him that black Cannonball so he could look at it, we bought it for him to enjoy and that’s what I told him. This is a magical time period for him and I want him to enjoy every minute of it.

I took a video, of course. I’ll post that whenever I get it online.

He’s got a big festival in Pittsburgh Kansas next weekend. We won’t be going to that but he’s really looking forward to it. He went with his 8th grade class last year and said it was a blast. He really loves jazz and in fact told me today that out of all the band activities that he’s involved with, jazz is his absolute favorite.

It really warms my heart that he has a passion for music and I thoroughly enjoy listening to him play. I hope he continues to pursue music after high school.


It’s Been One of Those Mornings

And when it rains, it pours.

Good grief, this morning has been hectic.

I sign on, go through my morning routine, and then the hounds of hell are released. I can’t get back on the Internet.

Swell. I have clients waiting on me.

So, in between making lunches for the boys, I’m troubleshooting our connection.


I unplug everything, finish making lunches, plug everything back in … nothing.

I plea with Kevin to please FIX IT (because he’s a super whiz and is the best problem solver, EVER), and then leave to take the kids to school.

As I’m walking out of the door, I yell over my shoulder, “If you can’t fix it, don’t stress. I’ll just go to my backup plan!”

My backup plan being the library Internet connection.

I get back from dropping the kids off, still no Internet.

I so don’t have time for this because I’ve got guys coming over to fix my kitchen and I still haven’t taken a shower.

So, I whip through my shower (in record time, I might add) and start making backups of files so I can transfer them to my laptop; I will need to use the Internet connection at the library to upload some client files.

*insert sound of needle ripping across a record here*

But wait. I don’t have Dreamweaver (my website software) loaded onto my laptop.

So, in between putting my war paint on (i.e. makeup), I load Dreamweaver on my laptop.

With each stroke of the mascara wand, I’m clicking buttons and installing files because I NEED to get these files uploaded before my clients get cranky.

I’m expecting the cabinet guy to show up and our new appliances are supposed to be delivered between 8:00 a.m. and noon. I figured, I have time to run up to the library (about two miles from my house), upload my files and race back home before the guys call.

I have a plan, everything is cool.

*takes a deep breath*

I have just finished blow drying my hair when the phone rings, only it’s not who I think it is and glancing at the clock, it’s 8:45 a.m. There is no way I’m going to make it to the library and back before the cabinet guy is scheduled to come (and he’s always on time). So, I’ll just run up to the library after he gets here.

The phone rings again.

It’s the appliance guys, they’re on their way.

The phone rings two minutes later, it’s the cabinet guy, he’s also on his way.


I pack up my laptop and am zipping up the backpack when the appliance guys pull up. They’re unloading our goodies when the cabinet guy pulls up.

I’m checking to make sure everything is delivered (four pieces) and signing my life away when they ask me what sort of cord we’ll need for our range.


As usual, I’m clueless and after the guys ask me how old our house is (40 years old), they give me a cord the approximate thickness of a Boa Constrictor and after “have a nice day!” they take off.

(They were actually very nice).

Okay. They’re gone and I only have the cabinet guy to deal with.

(Who’s also very nice).

He grins at me. I grin back and then without a word, we go our separate ways.

I make sure our valuables are hidden (what valuables – I’m totally exaggerating here), tell the cabinet guy I have an errand to run, and here I am, at the library, furiously typing out this entry because I have no idea when our home Internet connection will return.

(Kevin called and said his boss, who also uses the same service that we do, was also having problems, so now I’m thinking it’s not us, but our service. So, I thought I would call our service to see what the heck is going on but since I didn’t have the number, Kevin gave it to me. Only, it was the wrong number, it was the number of our insurance company – that doesn’t help me! So I still need to call them when I get back home).

*takes another deep breath*

I get to the library and am unpacking my laptop when I realize, I forgot to pack the stupid power cord. So, I hurriedly uploaded the files I needed to upload (no grumpy emails – YAY!) and now, I’m 100% focused on writing this out and publishing before my pitiful battery, which was never that great to begin with, conks out on me and you’re left reading half a sente

random stuff

A Visual Representation of My Thoughts on the Obama Health Care Summit

This is what I thought of Obama’s health care “summit” (i.e. – let’s try and convince the American people that it’s really the REPUBLICANS who are the bad guys and OH, don’t you dare disagree with my ideas or I will talk over you and act super arrogant because I’m the PRESIDENT and shut up, I’m talking) yesterday.


(And yes. This is what happens when I post before I’ve had my morning coffee.)