The Most Miserable Birthday Ever

I finally had my real birthday, the 23rd of November, and I am 22 years old. Unfortunately, that birthday was fairly miserable for me. Wednesday night, my throat began to itch, and despite my valiant attempts at fighting off the inevitable, a cold ensued. I was sick for Thanksgiving and my birthday, and I’m still [...]

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The Best Birthday Ever

My birthday is not until the day after Thanksgiving, but Stephen and I celebrated it yesterday, since we’ll be in Iowa for my birthday. We made a day of it, starting at 9 am by throwing cinnamon rolls into the oven. Stephen then gave me my first birthday present, which was Josh Groban’s new Christmas [...]

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Writing Again

I am entering the annual Jerry Jenkins writing contest here on campus. I’ve seen it in years past and always just sighed and said, “I’d never win anyway.” That has been my stance on numerous things I have wanted to do–like join the chorale (“I wouldn’t get in anyway”), and I therefore have not done [...]

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