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Don’t Call My Mom Names!

Don’t Call My Mom Names!

Mom and I just got back from the store and while in line, there was a jerk who started talking rough to a mother with two children in her cart. A couple other men (fathers) put him in his place, but it reminded me of growing up and when Evan and I had some fun with the contractor working on my parents house. We lived in Diablo, California and my dad had a great year in business. He traveled a lot, creating tax shelters for teachers and...

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New Piano Lessons

I have been begging and wishing for new piano lessons. It’s been a long time since I started playing piano and it felt fantastic to have the gift of new lessons from my grandpa. He gave me a late birthday present of six months with a renown teacher in my city, Shane Bowles. I wanted to learn more about him before I met him and I found this article. Bowles will perform Beethoven’s Third Piano Concerto. He is a piano major at USU...

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Woke up, outside!??

WHAT THE!???! I went to bed extremely tired last night, only to wake up in my underwear and almost three miles from my home, near the ravine of Jordan River. It was a tad awkward until I could grab some newspapers out of the garbage bin to wrap around my lower body and find a pay phone (almost non-existent nowadays). Called mom and she came to get me, just as shocked and confused as I was. All I can remember was a voice in my head....

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Insane Old People

I understand that Wal Mart is the biggest corporation on planet Earth…but does that mean they are obligated to hire the most insane people on the planet? Usually I like the old people at the door. To be greeted with a smile, albeit a toothless one at times, but not when the psycho women are on duty! You know who I mean, right? The old lady or old-er divorced woman who has such a need to feel empowered, she shouts to let you know that...

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Bradley goes ‘Boo-Hoo’.

It was a typical Monday for me, especially in school. I made all my classes, though half of them tardy. Not because I want to be, but because I get side tracked by someone itching to slug me one. Must have ‘beat me up’ tattooed somewhere on my body that i just can’t see, but I live with it. Today, however, i daresay it was worth it. Bradley has been trying to get back with Shannon all weekend, and apparently her friends...

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Quiet Sunday

Today’s been wonderful. No bad dreams last night. In fact, I dreamed of my dad and going fishing in Idaho like we did a few summers back with Uncle Merlin and Aunt Liz. Mom didn’t wake me up for church today either. We had a quiet breakfast in the dining room, taking our time as the sun graced us with the warmth of her light. Felt so good to just breathe in and out and smile at my mother. She seems so happy and content today,...

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