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There are some things you just don't tell people. No matter how much you love them, think what your saying is complimentary, or want to sound genuine.

1. Don't tell someone "I liked the way your hair was yesterday better" which essentially means "I think you were prettier yesterday." If someone is pretty, it is a permeneant state. You can't be temporarily pretty.
2.Don't tell someone you are "fine" when there is obviously something wrong. Thats called a lie and I am very guilty of this. If you don't wanna talk about it, then just say that rather than lying to someone.
3. Don't tell someone "Though that was fun, I regret doing it." This translates into "That was fun but not fun enough for me to be proud of doing it." Don't make someone feel inferior by saying that to them. If you feel that way, keep it to yourself (unless it's something important like you regret marrying or something relatively life-changing).
4. Don't tell someone you want to hang out with them only to make no effort in planning something. Yeah, you sound genuine but that statement means nothing unless it's followed up.
5. Don't tell someone you will meet them only to not show up. Currently, I'm sitting in the gym of Cave Spring High school where I was told to be at 6:30 to set up for the Renaissance Faire. I was preparing an apology when running five minutes late. It's 7:15 and no one is here. No one has been here since 6:30, except me. And the humiliating cameras lining the walls......

There are some times that I wish I was completely irresponsible.

If you know me at all, or even from reading my previous blogs, you know that I am a big dreamer. I'm stubborn sometimes but I've learned relative flexibility. Recently, a new dream came into my head.

Previously, I was wanted to major in Psychology and Nutrition in order to counsel girls in the recovery of eating disorders. The mysteriousness and desperation of those girls intrigued me. However, I doubt that when I am a grown woman, I will want to be around teenage girls who are grumpy from not eating.

I woke up and thought of a new dream that would be equally, if not more, enjoyable. It may be a bit big and exagerated, and always idealistic. I would totally enjoy going to beauty school next year and enter college with a high school diploma and license as a beauty technician. I would own my own cute little spa/ salon called "The Magnolia." It would be a cozy yet beautiful place complete with bible verses of beauty and fresh flowers in antique vases. Not only would I lead a business, but I could also make this a ministry. My business would host woman's weekend retreats within the community. We will spoil these woman and treat them incredibly. All the while, teaching them about the noncorny message of biblical, true beauty.

Yes, I am a dreamer. Yes, I am a leader. I just have no idea what I will lead or what dreams will come true. Maybe those two characteristics aren't a good combo.

A Game of Trivial Pursuit

My dog Boudreaux is the coolest dog I've ever known. He loves playing with his chew toys. From tug-o-war to fetch, he loves it all, but his favorite part is having the toy in his mouth and being chased for the toy in order to play. He loves being pursued first and most. His face turns to complete rejection when he walks in circles around someone (chew toy halfway in his mouth) and they don't try to get the toy. He goes and curls up in his corner next to the grill and drops his toy between his paws. He doesn't realize the difference between a person not wanting to pursue the toy and a person not being interested in him. If they don't go for the toy, they don't like him (in his mind).

I adore being pursued. I love it when people are interested in your life and make it a point to find you at some point in their day. I've walked in circles around people too. And I've been rejected.....and I guess I have curled in my own little corner.......... too often. Maybe I don't realize the difference either.

Blasted chew toys.....

This would happen to me

I was on a pointless website that allowed you to type in two adjectives you value in a boyfriend and it gave you a percentage chance you have of finding a "soulmate" with those attributes. Just for fun, I thoughtfully came up with a combo that was the perfect summarization in my mind-

Playful/ Dependable

I was actually, admittedly a little nervous as it said "calculating your chance at love." I laughed under my breath at the cornyness of the whole thing and then my results came up

0%

Im not kidding. Zero. Nothing. No chance. Prepare the multiple dinner tables for one which i will occupy in the future.....apparently.

I hope God doesn't pay attention to those...Please?!...Maybe?!.......Let's hope.......:) It's almost humorous, in a hopeless way, of course.

Where does the good go? By tegan and sara

First, listen to the song in the title. Then, read. :)

So recently, I've been confronted with alot of situations dealing with reconciliation in relationships. I watched "He is just not that into you," counseled friends who are hurting, prescribed myself one dove chocolate a day to help with my own predicament. But good advice and even better chocolate can't heal the relationship (and no im not only talking about "dating"). So then what does it require? I, personally, am at the point where i will do absolutely anything to solve my predicament. So I have gone through as many spiritual fruits as i can think of while encouraging myself " this is it!!" I loved but forgot to listen. I trusted but forgot to forgive. I was patient but forgot to show i cared. I was joyful but forgot to spread it. I was kind but forgot to protect. I was faithful but forgot to love.

The frustration mounted.

So what will solve this?! All I want is to have reconciliation, grow stronger from the destroyed roadblock, then leave the miscommunication in the dust and move on. It's too much drama for me. Then the thought occured to me and i felt so foolish........To solve this, I need all of these. I need to love and to listen. To trust and to forgive. I need to be patient, caring, joyful, faithful, and loving. This guy is special to me as more than a boyfriend, he's my friend as well. Whether he holds up his end of the dating commitment or not, I will honor him. I will respect him. And he will know that I care.

I hold fast to the promise in Jeremiah 31: 3-4. God pulls us in with loving kindness, and will build us back up. We will dance again. Joy will come back! We will be rebuilt!

That's reconciliation.