Grace

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Those who know me well know that I’ve wanted to get a tattoo for a long time. If I were allowed to blog about fabulous daughter Sarah, I would say that she made it very clear that if I got a tattoo my motherhood status would sink to zero. Since I never wanted her to dye her hair and she hasn’t, I have steered away from the parlors that beckon.

When asked what I want

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Looking for God in All the Wrong Places

I am not a God Girl by nature. Oh, don’t get me wrong: I have turned to God when planes are bouncing in the air — air that has no business carrying them — and as many others do, I have that conversation in my mind about what I am willing to do if God just gets me to the ground safely. So far, he’s kept his end of the bargain. And me? I have

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Unfriended. Alas.

I was recently unfriended by a classmate from high school. I didn’t hang out with her in high school, and I am sure we wouldn’t hang together now, but she was in my Facebook footprint because our whole class seems to be in touch with one another’s lives, and I like that.

This person was — and is today — the goody two-shoes type. You know the one. Always looked put together. Everything she posts

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Finding Perspective.

I don’t know how to find perspective in wake of this most recent violence in Boston, just an hour from where I call home. Twelve years ago, I had perspective. I physically witnessed both planes fly into the Towers. I knew people who lost their lives. I heard first-hand personal stories from those I held dear. It was easier then. I was part of the fray, and I was honored to feel the pain from

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When the Smoke Clears… Elect God’s Pope?

What am I looking for when the smoke clears at the Vatican today, tomorrow, next week, next year … or ever? I watched more than 100 men walk in perfect unison, hands folded in front of them as if they were gliding into submission, dressed alike in those flowing, expensive robes that hide a multitude of sins. They walked into the most stunning of chapels to vote God’s will—which, let’s face it, is most likely

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Lent

So it’s Lent time again, and while I do not participate, I do like the idea of participating and then celebrating my accomplishment afterward. I just haven’t ever gotten it together to do it.

I have a friend who is a priest. His name is Father Rooney, and I met him at my best friend’s wedding when I was in college at the University of Nebraska. I’d just finished reading The Thorn Birds, and Father

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Ok Victor. I Lose, You Win

So, you all remember my friends Victor and Cathryn, who live in the now-distant land of Los Angeles. Cathryn and I are best friends from long, long ago in the seventies, when we lived together in an apartment whose living room we painted Grecian Rose, which made it very Bordello-like, and we thought we were awesome. She is my cheap friend who brings fine maple syrup into IHOP, which she introduced me to when I

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Lent

I have a friend who is a priest. I’ve known him for thirty-five years. He had an accident a number of years ago that left him with brain damage, and he now has no filter. In other words, he says what he thinks. He’s childlike in his honesty. So to get to the point, they were desperately short of priests in Nebraska where he lives, and they asked him to do the Lent Service (it

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Movie Review: Sex & the City 2

I have to start this review with the fact that everyone said not to bother seeing it; that the new Sex and the City was not as good as the first one and it’s a flop. So, after seeing it, I did go look at some of the reviews and shook my head in wonderment. If you have a man review a picture made purely for women (ok, and gay men), then you will never

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Gay Soldier's Father has to Pay Anti-Gay Picketers Who Picketed his Son's Funeral

So, here is the 411 on what happened. Al Snyder’s son died in Iraq in May 2006. Members of the anti-gay Westboro Baptist Church picketed his son Matthew’s funeral, with signs reading things like “Thank God for Dead Gay Soldiers.” So, the young man’s father went to court and got a $5,000,000 settlement. The church appealed the settlement based on their right to free speech and won. So, the long and the short of it

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