The Dirty Side of Christmas

The Dirty Side of Christmas

I was a new kindergarten teacher on a field trip with my class. We had just stepped off the bus when one of my students got sick and came running to me covered in vomit. My reaction was swift. I shrieked and ran away from him, causing the rest of the class to do the same. Luckily, a parent sprung into action and came to the poor kid’s rescue as I gagged behind the bus.   So maybe I’m a bit of a germ-o-phobe. But I bet even...

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God, I’m Stressed: Where’s The Chocolate?

God, I’m Stressed: Where’s The Chocolate?

Recently, I read an article by Harvard Health Publications that said severe stress causes people to increase their intake of high sugary and fatty foods. No disrespect to Harvard, but I could have told them this without the Ivy League degree. I feel this scientific fact anytime I have dinner at the Cheesecake Factory and find myself stuffed before the dessert menu is even out. Not that there is anything wrong with enjoying a hearty meal and/or...

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When Rewrites Go Wrong: The problem with editing out the letdowns in life

When Rewrites Go Wrong: The problem with editing out the letdowns in life

When I was just out of college, I housesat for an actress in Los Angeles. One afternoon, her dog ransacked the bedroom and shredded up whatever he could get his teeth on: blankets, books, and to my horror, an audition script for a TV show. I was young, not yet a Christian, and too embarrassed by the incident to say anything about it. I replaced the blankets and books, but had no clue how to find a replacement script. I pieced together what I...

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“La, la, la… I don’t want to know”: Too Comfy to Care

“La, la, la… I don’t want to know”: Too Comfy to Care

A few months ago, I had an unexpected day off of work, so I decided to get cozy on my sofa. I grabbed a soft throw blanket and could not wait to find a good movie to watch on TV! As I flipped through all the possible flicks, one caught my eye. I had avoided this particular movie previously because of the cover image of a lonely woman who just looked cold and isolated. It screamed “Debbie Downer.” Perhaps against my better judgment, I decided to...

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The Grass is (not always) Greener

The Grass is (not always) Greener

A message from Angel Angell: I’m a dreamer, a visionary or maybe I just get bored easily. I like adventure, mission, and knowing that what I’m doing is making a difference, and I especially love when I get praised for my hard work. I also adore my kids, but the thing about my children is they rarely offer much positive feedback. I have yet to get a thank you card in the mail from any of them. When I’m changing a diaper in a sleep-deprived state...

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