A Tribute To A Trio Of Terrific Moms

I have been told over the years that there is nothing more powerful than the love a mother can have for her child.  We see it in all walks of life from mama bears protecting their young to moms who would do anything to ensure the happiness of their children.  It’s a strong love and one that I hope to experience some day.

For now, I choose to honor three of the most amazing mothers I have ever known.

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Is Love Enough?

The first phase of any romantic relationship is usually filled with a mix of butterflies and euphoria.  Everything your significant other says and does is adorable.  Their bed head in the morning.  Their “profound” thoughts on the most mundane topics.  Hell, even the way they snore at night are all quirky little pieces of the man or woman you’re in love with.  Everything is blissful and you are deep in the love bubble where sappy songs start to make you swoon and everything’s coming up roses.  However, in just a few short months, things might look a bit different.

Ninety days to be precise.

Love - Oscar Wilde

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Back In Time For The Holidays

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For the last few months, this blog here has been pretty quiet, though I’ve tried to be an active reader and commenter so you all know I haven’t completely disappeared. It’s not for lack of wanting to or lack of inspiration.  I could give you all the typical run around of being so busy and focused on other projects, but there’s just more to it than that.  A while ago I decided, much like some of my favorite bloggers also seem to have done, to focus on living life rather than writing about it. And boy have I been living! Continue reading

Ten Years And 165 Days Of Love

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This is a story about love. It is not a love story.

Ten years ago I met a man. He was a friend of a guy I dated, the first guy to ever break my heart. Through many group outings, my boyfriend’s friend became my friend too. Despite a shared love of goth culture and music, he was completely different from my boyfriend in a thousand awesomely wonderful ways. He was funny and sweet and I genuinely enjoyed his company, sharing inside jokes about his harem of women (I was jokingly the “Thursday Night Girl”) and spending one-on-one time with him to dye his blonde hair black or to talk on the beach.

I didn’t know then just how important he would become to me.

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Unromantically Yours

Last night, I met up with a friend for what is becoming our quarterly check-in into the other’s life.  With busy schedules, meeting up for drinks a few times a year is about all we have time for and sometimes we even have a hard time penciling that in.  Tucking into one of our favorite local bars, we ordered pints and settled into a table for two with house-made potato chips and the delightful charm and camaraderie that only an Irish pub can offer.

As it turns out, the past few months have been great for the both of us.  We happily chatted about our jobs, our hobbies, and then got down to the exceptionally good stuff: our relationships.  Toasting to our good fortune and thrilled that karma seems to have finally found us, we began to gush about our significant others in ways that seemed very adult for two people who quite recently had been wondering why we seemed to be the only two singles left on the planet.  We talked about how we journeyed into coupledom and where we saw things going.  Then he said something that completely took me by surprise.

“I think she could be The One.  I really do.”

The One.

Other Half

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The Philosophy of Frankenweenie

Everyone knows the names of the great philosophers in life.  Aristotle believed in doing good for goodness’ sake.  Socrates held virtue above all other human characteristics.  Nietzsche thought that people were driven by achievement.  And Tim Burton argues that reality and the impossible walk a fine line.

My name is Jessica and I believe in Tim Burton.

I have been a Burtonite since I was a child with such greats as Beetlejuice, Batman, Batman Returns, Edward Scissorhands, and what seems to be everyone’s favorite these days, The Nightmare Before Christmas frequently playing in the VCR.  Granted, it wasn’t until high school that I discovered that all of my favorite movies were from the mind of a dark and twisted genius who grew up lonely in the suburbs of Burbank, California.  In college, my world became immersed with reading his autobiography (now in a rereleased extended version) and learning everything I could about my favorite filmmaker.

So when I learned that Frankenweenie was to be remade from a live-action short film into a feature-length stop-motion animated tale, I was happier than a goth kid at a Marilyn Manson concert.

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For The Love Of Bacon

Mentor Spotlight Week continues with a story of a man’s true love.

Once upon a time, a long, long time ago, a pig was born on a farm.  That little porker grew up to be big and strong.  He lived a wonderful life eating from his trough until one day, the farmer came along and decided it was time for the pig to fulfill its purpose.  It was time for the pig to be eaten.

Not long after the pig had been sold to the butcher and packaged into pairs of pork chops and pounds of thin strips, a young boy had a piece of bacon for the very first time.  His life would never be the same and a love affair with the most delicious pork product was born.

That young boy was the Fonz.

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A Four-Legged Nut Job

I am someone who lives alone.  When I walk through the door at the end of a day, there is no one there to greet me or cook me dinner or draw me a bath.  Recently, I’ve been toying with the idea of getting a pet.  Unfortunately, my nickel-and-diming property management believes that an animal equates to an additional monthly pet rent.

Not a deposit, a pet rent.

Needless to say, I find this completely ridiculous and have shelved any attempts to cure my solitary home life.  In the meantime, I rely on weekly visits to the family dog for licks on the nose and cuddles on the couch.

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Fun In The Sunday

With a classic case of pink nose on half of the group, my family and I are back from our wonderful vacation in San Diego and about to keep the fun going with a picnic on the beach.  I forgot how much fun it is to be around these crazy people!

Lots of laughs, lots of love.

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