Character Confession—She Calls Me Mama
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Character Confession—She Calls Me Mama

Character confession. It’s been awhile, hasn’t it? If you’re new, or if it’s been so long you forgot, I try to take Saturdays and blog a character confession, courtesy of Noelle Mena of Pliable in His Hands. I simply write what I’m feeling or a little summary of my week and how it matches up…

Character Confession: Lost. So Much More than a TV Show
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Character Confession: Lost. So Much More than a TV Show

This week my husband and I enjoyed a week alone while the kids were at grandma’s. He worked during the day and I gave our son’s room a complete makeover. The last night we were alone we were talking and he defined me as “sassy.” This is not a new term attached to my name….

Character Confession: I’m in Love, I’m in Love and I Don’t Care Who Knows It!
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Character Confession: I’m in Love, I’m in Love and I Don’t Care Who Knows It!

You wouldn’t beeeelieve the confessions I could gush out today. Since I cried big crocodile tears already, I’ll go ahead and blog about something positive. I’m in love.         I’ve known about CWA webinars for awhile and Noelle Mena has encouraged me from day one to give it a try. My interest…

Help! Chocolate Ricecakes Don’t Taste Like a DQ Peanut Buster Parfait…
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Help! Chocolate Ricecakes Don’t Taste Like a DQ Peanut Buster Parfait…

Help! Chocolate Ricecakes Don’t Taste Like a DQ Peanut Buster Parfait… by Julie Arduini on Thursday, July 14, 2011 at 9:39pm Hopefully that got your attention, I appreciate you being here this summer evening.   But it’s true. Chocolate rice cakes are better than the cardboard kind from my college days but still. I live…

Character Confession: Seriously Found Joy Through Autism
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Character Confession: Seriously Found Joy Through Autism

It’s Character Confession Saturday! It’s also World Autism Day, a day to spread awareness regarding people diagnosed with autism or are within the autism spectrum. What makes me choose seriously as my confession is the ignorance I continue to run across when it comes to special needs. When I was growing up people didn’t understand…