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What does your dream look like at 5:30 AM?

If you follow me on Twitter, you know that I retweet @jonacuff tweets about every 5 minutes.  You will also know that Jon and I had a short twitter conversation about this and he said (and I quote) “Ha! you’re not a stalker. I love that you RT my stuff!”  So if you start to think that I’m a stalker, you can rest assured that I have permission from the man himself to retweet his 140 characters of genius.

Jon Acuff is not only the hilarious creator of the Stuff Christians Like blog, but he also runs another blog with motivational posts about following your dreams.  Except when he writes about following your dreams it doesn’t sound cheesy like that just did. Keep Reading…

Home Sick Again? Poor Baby.

You’re going to think that I’m not sympathetic. In fact, I’m very sympathetic. When Dr. Green died on ER, I cried for two hours.  When I was little, I slept with both of my American Girl Dolls because I didn’t want to hurt the other doll’s feelings.

But I have a hard time being sympathetic for a specific group of people: adults with no kids who are home sick. Usually the Facebook status reads something like this:

Home sick for the fourth straight day.  I’ve slept at least 14 hours each night and watched every episode of Mad Men on Netflix. So tired of being sick!

Attention adult friends with no children: I want to feel bad for you.  I want to sympathize with you.  I want to feel your pain.  But you need to know that when I see your Facebook status this is what I read: Keep Reading…

Would Jesus Be My Friend?

I know the church answer.  Of course Jesus would be my friend.  He’s Jesus.  He’s not going to say no. I guess what I’m wondering is, would Jesus like being my friend?

I’d like to believe that we’d be tight like he and Peter were.  That when the time came to go pray in the garden, he’d ask me to go with him (Mark 14:33).  I want to be the friend that he wants with him in the hard times.  The friend that “gets him.”

But I’m worried that I might be the high maintenance friend.  The type of friend that when Jesus’ phone rang and he looked down and saw my name on the Caller ID he’d take a deep breath before answering.  I imagine the conversation might go something like this. Keep Reading…

A Letter to the Lady Behind Me on the Escalator

Dear Lady Behind Me on the Escalator,

I would like to apologize for what happened earlier today on the escalator.  I realize that you were late for work and my children and I were blocking your path on the escalator.  I do realize that there is an unspoken rule when riding on the escalator to keep to the right so that others can pass.  I am aware that I was in full violation of that rule today.  I do not expect you to understand the complexities involved when riding the escalator with three preschoolers.  If you care to find out, I suggest you read this.

Perhaps you are unaware, but your comment about passing me once we got to the top of the escalator was not only unnecessary, but it was also rude. I am a highly functioning adult and though I was in violation of one socially agreed upon rule, there was no chance that I was going to make you stay behind me again once we reached the next level.  Perhaps you were too frazzled from being late to realize that we had already boarded the escalator before you came running up the stairs. Keep Reading…

The Art of Letting Go

I like to keep things organized. I find peace when everything has a place and everything is in its place. There aren’t many things I can control in life, but I can control where toys go and how clothes are hung (short shelves first, then long sleeves then by color, white, pink, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, brown, gray, black if you are wondering). At the end of the day, no matter how stressful things were, at least I can finish it knowing that everything is in its place in the house.

So you can imagine my reaction when I entered the bedroom that my boys share to discover that one of them had pulled every item of clothing out of their shared dresser. They are only a size apart and about 50% of their wardrobe is the same. The mom in me wanted to make my son put all the clothes away by himself. The organizational side of me knew that a 2-year-old was incapable of neatly folding and putting away two entire wardrobes. Keep Reading…

Peter Put His Wife WHERE?

The other night I was reading to my children from a book of Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes.  I know what you are thinking.  How very Norman Rockwell of us.  And for a while it was.  Until we got to the one about Peter the pumpkin eater.

I’d heard it before, it wasn’t new to me.  When you read from a book of Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes, you come across some that clearly never caught on. Maybe they just weren’t catchy enough.  Or perhaps they were filled with too many British references to be relevant in the United States. Keep Reading…

Do My Former Teachers Really Care if I Say Hi?

Recently, I’ve crossed paths with two former teachers of mine.  At least I think I’ve crossed paths with former teachers.  I didn’t actually go up to them and confirm that they were my former teachers.  I thought about it, I really did, but I also had some other thoughts that ultimately convinced me I should stay quiet.  The first time it happened, the conversation when something like this in my head:

I think that’s my fifth grade teacher.

Hmm, she looks a lot older than I remember, maybe it’s not her. Keep Reading…

New Year, New Blog!

It might seem like it’s been a quiet blogging week for me, but rest assured I’ve been busy working on a brand new look and feel for my blog.  Without getting into a bunch of details, and because I don’t really know enough to explain the details, I’ve moved my site from to  I’m told this is the right choice, even though it’s been a lot of work to get it going.

You might also notice the new name.  I love “Things Longer Then 140 Characters” but it’s a mouthful so I’ve chosen to make my original URL “Susan’s 140 Plus” the main title of the blog. I’m still pretty new at this blogging thing but I find that it’s a great stress relief from everything else. I hope to continue blogging about motherhood, current events, Christianity and whatever else comes to mind. I’m looking forward to blogging in 2012 and I hope you’ll join me.  Keep in mind you can subscribe to receive new posts by email by filling out your email address in the subscribe section to the right.

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