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I had a revelation...all from my blog.

Jay-Z was compared to me.
I was compared to Strawberry Shortcake.
Strawberry Shortcake was compared to Jesus, who is Jehovah.
Hova is the nickname for Jay-Z.

Interesting...

This morning, on my drive to work, I passed the Christian bookstore up the street. In their window display they have a lot of tshirts and books and religious art. There was a new painting up that I had never seen before--a collage of different images of Jesus--on the cross, hands praying, on the mound, and in the middle was a giant painting of a reclining shirtless sexy Jesus. With super defined pecs and abs.

I have no doubt that Jesus was an attractive man, but is that really the way you want to worship the Lord?

Really?

UPDATE: Melissa just compared Jesus to Strawberry Shortcake. I just had to get that out there.

1) God provides.
2) I enjoy leaving my house and going out from time to time.
3) Frosted Flakes are grrrrreat!
4) I'm ok, and don't need to be so dramatic.
5) Planning a vacation is exciting!
6) I have a lot of projects I need to follow-up on and finish.
7) I'm lookin like a fool with my pants on the ground.
8) I got this.
9) The taste of a green pear. We had a pear tree growing up, and it's been forever since I've had one. This pear I am eating right now is sending me back!
10) What warm weather feels like! My God, the sun is shining and it's 65 degrees! I am reborn!

I just have to say that I am feeling great today. The sun is shining, I am wearing a skirt, I had an AMAZING dance class last night, I have hilarious friends that I love seeing and emailing with, I have an awesome brother and we can crack each other up without really doing anything, and I'm going out on a date tonight with my one true love who makes me happier than anything in the world. It feels good to feel good. No, it feels great!

Bob Costas just said, "And, the always enjoyable, giant inflatable beaver!"

Awesome.

At the store last night, Fuzzy and I saw this:

What?

"Late Night Tacos at Midnight Doritos"

First of all, the name is redundant. Couldn't it just be "Late Night Tacos Doritos" or "Tacos at Midnight Doritos." No, it had to be "Late Night Tacos at Midnight Doritos." Just say it outloud. It is the only option.

Now, lets also set this straight--it isn't just "Taco Doritos." No, the late night taco at midnight is a very specific taco, the taco that comes after drinking way too much and deciding that you need to eat tacos before you make it home (I've been there, Lord, have I ever been there.) However, I think most people after a night of drinking will actually stop and get tacos at midnight. I think there is only one demographic that this Dorito is marketed for. Stoners.

I personally think that this is the funniest and most preposterous idea for a food item ever. Yet, every review I've read on the internet says they are amazing. There is only one way to find out. I'll let you know how it goes.

UPDATE: We tried the Doritos in question last night. I was super excited and wanted to make a big ceremony out of it, but we anticlimactically just ate a couple of them. I was completely indifferent. I guess they do kind of taste like a taco, but I was wanting it to be a rich greasy taco sensation. Instead, it was like a mild taco flavored Dorito, like a Taco Bell flavored Dorito instead of an authentic taco Dorito. I ate about 5 of them and was done. They aren't terrible, but they aren't great. Fuzzy said he would eat them with a dip. But I rarely ever just kick back with a bag of Doritos, so now we have a whole big giant bag of them and zero appetite for them. Ah well.

Up next is the "Late Night Last Call Jalapeno Poppers Doritos." I think I might like those.

I got back into Chicago last night. It is good to be back home and in my regular life with my sweet husband and comfy bed. It is great to be back at work. It's time to focus on my mental wellness, too, so I can keep going and be a support for my mother and brother.

I probably won't be able to talk about this trip for a while. It was too painful. I will say that I will have to go back down soon, and frequently over the next several months, so this is really just the beginning. However, I am happy to say that we made some major advances in mom's care and well-being, so for the first time in 2 years, I feel like we are on the right track.

I was in a constant state of prayer over the last week, and it helped. I am starting to understand more why things are happening the way they are instead of being all woe is me. Of course, I don't know if I will ever understand disease or mental illness, and I think I will always be angry and hurt that our family, that was once the most hilarious and tight-knit family that ever lived, has become the source of so much sadness and pain. I don't know if things will ever get better or easier, but we are trying our best and getting through the best we can.

Serious kudos to my mom this week. She made some great advances and hard decisions, and I am so proud of her for her courage and will to make things better for her. This week was harder on her than it was on us.

Thank you all for your prayers, emails, texts and comments. They helped a lot.

Much love to all.