Tag Archives: busting stereotypes

Me? A Grown Up?

I realized I was a grown up when I knew I could make balloon animals for a living.

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When Chuck Norris…

…twists balloons they don’t squeak, they scream and beg for mercy.

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Success Tip Nobody Ever Told Me: Extra Deodorant

Stash your deodorant everywhere. Everywhere. There are lovely travel sizes these days. Buy a dozen. Trust me on this. Throw one in your glove compartment. Toss one in your purse. Keep one in your office, at your besties’ homes, by the front door. You’ll be glad you did.

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Warm Fuzzies: Love Your…

Colin, 4yo, “Balloon Lady, I love you! I love your balloons, and I love your blower, and I love your scissors, and I love your markers, and I love whatever that thing is. And I just love all of it!”

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Another Quote

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Warm Fuzzies: Twisting at the Restaurant

Jeffery, 6yo: “We couldn’t make it to church today, but we sure could make it to see you!”

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Warm Fuzzies: The Wallet

Mother telling me about her  5yo son: “He’s had a new wallet for months, but he won’t put anything in it except one thing – Your business card.”

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I’m late

Driving to a gig, thinking we were running late. Apparently, we weren’t the only ones 🙂 (Try to read license plate.)

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Fur Babies

These two. Once I never would’ve believed I’d be a dog person, but I am. I talk to them. Sometimes I wonder if I’d simply talk to myself if they weren’t in the room. Most certainly. But I think they like my stories. And we definitely are morning people. The sure make my life better.

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A Friend

A friend who holds your hand and says the wrong thing is made of dearer stuff than the one who stays away. Barbara Kingsolver

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