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Hulu & 16-Year-Old-Me

I’ve been watching a show on Hulu called “Dating Tips from My Future Self”. It’s a fun, quirky, short show (each episode is 10 minutes or less!) about this girl who works for an App developer. She shares an idea one day in staff meeting about an app that helps you make decisions— a Customized Magic 8 Ball, if you will. Well, the idea quickly gets shot down as ridiculous. Yet, later that same day, she gets a text message from an UNKNOWN number, who we quickly discover is her 10-years-in-the-future-self, telling her to dump her current boyfriend/almost-fiancee because he’s a jerk. Only 4 episodes in, we find out he IS an actual jerk (I mean, who calls his fiancee “childish”?!) and so many doors have been opened for them. Of course you just have to ignore the whole space/time continuum issues…. but overall I think it’s a brilliant idea!

Now, I know I missed my “official” day to post a letter to my teenage self, so I hope the other girls at Via forgive me, but here is my attempt:


Dear Me,

The summer of your sixteenth birthday is going to be amazing. Really, it’s going to be the kickstart of your life and knowing how things are going to be nearly fourteen years later (yes, you’re alive at the age of almost-30!) I can tell you that it’s certainly worth it. This summer you’re going to travel A LOT, get your first boyfriend, and find your life’s calling. But you’re going to experience all of that soon enough. What I’d like to do is give you a few rules to follow in the coming years— and I know how much you like rules!

Rule #1: Break some rules! Not big ones, mind you. We don’t want to know what life is like in prison, now do we? No. But bend some. Stay out late, don’t do an assignment, skip class (for reasons outside of Yearbook and Hi-STEP). Learn to have a little fun.

Rule #2: Don’t be so serious! Seriously. Lighten up. You’re so serious about grades and boyfriends and work and sports and friends that there’s no time to really experience a lot. 

Rule #3: Don’t get too involved/attached too quickly. You haven’t met your first boyfriend yet so you don’t know what I’m talking about, but you soon will. You will NOT marry him. Or the one (or two or three or four) after that. Believe me, waiting for the one we eventually marry is TOTALLY. WORTH. EVERY. MOMENT. And you’ll probably cry less. Especially your senior year. Trust me.

Rule #4: Don’t date that guy your junior year of college. It was a bad idea. Everyone knows it, they just won’t tell you until AFTER you break up with him. 

Rule #5: Travel as much as possible. I’ll tell you right now that going the places we’ve been is life altering— especially Africa the summer after your sophomore year of college. It’s important to get those stamps in your passport. It’ll mean something in the future to look back at all the places you went BY YOURSELF. And it’ll make it easier planning trips in the future— you won’t be so scared to go to far off wonderful places. 

Rule #6: Learn how to wear make-up. And tweeze your eyebrows. LIKE NOW. Fo realz, yo. Get yourself a nice, sharp pair and a magnifying mirror and go to town. 

I’m sure there’s more I can/should tell you but I’m not going to. A little bit of mystery is important in life. But know this: You have an absolutely wonderful life here in 2012. You have a husband who loves you, a job that has it’s quirks but is awesome altogether, and a home full of animals that’s warm and just what you make it. 

So happy sweet 16, me. Enjoy the daisies from your folks and the balloons in your hair at TGIFriday’s… but be careful walking to the bathroom— there’s a ceiling fan in that restaurant that might just rip out all that hair if you’re not careful!

Love, The-Almost-30-You

This has been cross-posted at ViaScribendi, click over to see what the other girls said to their teenage selves!

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Thankfulness: Part I

Have you ever noticed there are “things” on Facebook? Like “things” that are popular for a certain period of time? Years ago it was having “FLAIR”, Lord knows I succumbed to that with abandon! Something more recent, and more specifically now, is sharing things for which people are thankful. For each day in November, you write down something, anything, for which you give thanks. Wonderful, fabulous idea. I think we don’t thank God enough for the things He gives us everyday (and He gives us SO. VERY. MUCH.) So, we’re doing our own version of that at ViaScribendi this month— in two parts. Here’s my first:


My wonderful, loving husband, Philip. I’m not sure where or who I’d be without you, m’love.

My doting mother, Judy, who hears from me solely when I’m driving to/from work, AND for my loving father, Steve, who is my go-to when things go wrong with the car or the house because I know he can fix it (unless it’s plastic). So much of who I am is because of you. There aren’t enough words in all the languages in the world to thank you for what you’ve BOTH given me.

For my far-away sister, Erin, we don’t always get along and we may like living (literally) as far away from one another as possible, but I know you’d do anything for me (and vice versa)

For always-there friends, whether you’re a block, a state, or thousands of miles away, I know that you were, are and will always be here when I need you.

For my furry kids, Burt, Kena & Tink, you bring such joy to our days and such warmth to our snuggles.

And last but certainly not least…

For my Savior and friend, Jesus. It might be obvious but it’s nice to pause to give thanks not only for what you did for me on the cross, but for what you do for me everyday.


Stay tuned for Part II: What I’m Thankful For… Coming Soon!


This has been cross-posted at ViaScribendi. Check out what the other contributors are thankful for over there!

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A Quick Escape

Growing up, we were surrounded by books. My mother was (and still is) an avid reader of all sorts of books— ranging from murder mystery to romance. My father loved (and still loves) anything fantasy, sci-fi, or historical. I think my sister and I owned every Golden Book and Berenstain Bears ever published. The book that started my love affair with everything piggy was given to me by my Grandma Potts:


Later in life, I filled my bookshelves with Nancy Drew, The Hardy Boys, RL Stine, Christopher Pike, Edgar Allan Poe, and EVERY. SINGLE. PIECE. Of the BabySitters Clubseries (Just like Sarah!) In fact, I just found one of the “special edition” BSC books when cleaning my garage last winter!

Recently, I have rediscovered my love of reading and have been devouring books that are meant for the eyes of children and young adults— Narnia, Harry Potter, Divergent, The Hunger Games. I’m not sure why I’m drawn to books/series that are meant for more youthful eyes, but I do think there was more adventure in the books you read as a child/teen. I don’t mean that the writers of children’s/YA books are better writers (though some are, just sayin’), but that there’s something about a young person’s imagination while reading a book with which I identify. I cannot wait to create that wintery wood, those castles, or those characters in my mind. Sometimes it’s my favorite place to be. 


This has been cross-posted at ViaScribendi. Check out the others’ Favorite Childhood Reads over there!

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The Tortoise & The Google

The other day I actually googled Google. Fo realz. About 12,840,000,000 results appeared… in less than .22 seconds… craziness…

Of the things that came up, I thought the most interesting thing was their Top 10 list, their company philosophy:

  1. Focus on the user and all else will follow.

  2. It’s best to do one thing really, really well.

  3. Fast is better than slow.

  4. Democracy on the web works.

  5. You don’t need to be at your desk to need an answer.

  6. You can make money without doing evil.

  7. There’s always more information out there.

  8. The need for information crosses all borders.

  9. You can be serious without a suit.

  10. Great just isn’t good enough.

It’s interesting, eh? They do a good job of explaining each item well here, but one of them caught me by surprise— fast is better than slow? Really?! I suppose I understand when it comes to Google saying that, but in real life? I’m not so sure that’s really the best philosophy to have…


I’m one who sides with the tortoise every time I hear the story. The hare just seems crazy to me. I like to take my time with things and, yes, carefully plan most every part of my life. However, I do appreciate the hare’s in my life. Those who will force me to be spontaneous. Those who believe fast is better than slow— my Googles, if you will. After all, what’s the story of The Tortoise and The Hare without the Googles?


This has also been cross-posted at ViaScribendi. Check out other thoughts on Things We Google over there!

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ViaScribendi: Milestones

The seven of us who contribute to this blog decided on the topic of “Milestones” months ago, and yet I have no idea what to write. I feel like there are so many milestones you aim for throughout your childhood that once you reach adulthood (shutter) there doesn’t seem to be any left.


As an child, there are a lot of Firsts—first smile, first steps, first words, first day of school, first detention, first boyfriend, first broken heart, first driver’s license, first car, first graduation. And then life continues on to even more milestones…


College. House. Marriage. Another graduation. Career. Perhaps graduate school. Children. And then the cycle starts all over again.


But, what if children aren’t in your future? What comes next? How does the cycle begin again? Now, I’m not saying we’ll never have kids. We are hoping to and yet feel completely unprepared for such a crazy thing. I just can’t help but wonder what milestones there are for the childless…

Life isn’t a matter of milestones, but of moments.
Rose Kennedy 

Perhaps Ms Kennedy is correct. Perhaps all those things that we consider milestones are simply moments to remember. Perhaps we just need to sit back and realize another moment will come… even if it’s not what/where/when/how we expect it to be.




{This blog is part of a writing adventure at ViaScribendi— see other thoughts about “Milestones” over there!}

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