In the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years.

In the last week, I've been asked:

• If my 31-year-old brother is my little brother.
• If I'm my 37-year-old sister's older sister. (This one made me really paranoid. Two times in one week? My family is cute and young-looking, but shouldn't that also include me?)
• If I'm my 8-year-old niece's sister. (This one made me feel a little better, but... really?)

Memories.

I recently rediscovered this at my parents' house:

I think I felt loved as a child.

5 googlebytes of love.

Last night, I went to the John Mayer concert. There were many things I loved, and I will update this post and share more later, but this cover made me fall in love with John Mayer all over again. It's incredible.

If I were a rich (wo)man.

Theological thoughts.

I teach the six-, seven-, and eight-year-old children at my church.

Lesson: Gratitude

E: Adam, you love soccer. A lot. It's pretty cool that your body can play so well. How can you show Heavenly Father that you're thankful for your body?

A: Well... I could get a plate of cookies and put it on the counter. Then I could leave a note: "Dear Santa, Please give these to God."

E (laughs): That's one way, I guess.

A: Except I don't know if God likes milk. So, if God doesn't like milk, I'll leave a glass of 7-Up.

Hand-written Friday

How come no one told me, that all throughout history, the loneliest people are the ones who spoke the truth?

I don't believe:

that "I Kissed a Girl" should be the number one song on iTunes. For many reasons.

that all that matters is that God loves you. I think that is important, crucial -- defining -- even, but I don't think God thinks that's all that matters either.

that gentlemen always prefer blonds.

that expecting people to try is expecting too much. I don't expect perfection, at all. I just expect people to sincerely try.

that "tolerance" is always a virtue. Sometimes there are things you have to stand up for.

I am powerful.

I like this video.

a person who acts in contradiction to his or her stated beliefs or feelings

I like that my house is within walking distance of the grocery store, a RiteAid, the video store, several restaurants, a little shopping center with random goods, and church. When I can, I try to walk to these places. I realize that "can" is a VERY subjective term. For instance: do sub-zero temperatures mean I "can't"? In the past, I haven't walked to church when it's freezing. I'll give you that.

But with gas prices going up, growing concern about the condition of the environment, and my ever-increasing age (and therefore a greater need to work at being healthy), I like to do what I can to help -- myself and the world around me. I use cloth bags at the grocery store, and if I need more bags than I brought, I encourage the baggers to use as few as possible. (My loaf of bread really doesn't need a bag all to itself.)

So I was a little surprised the other day to be told I'm a hypocrite because I wanted to walk to the video store when I drive to work every day. What? If I didn't own a car, I could say something about trying to help the environment? If I walked everywhere, I could say something? How is doing a little bit to help -- and for good reasons, too -- being a hypocrite? I care about the environment enough to cut back on driving. Simple as that. I'm not a granola, or uber-green person, but seriously. Hypocrite?

When I asked about this hastily assigned label, I was told I was "dwelling on it." Well, how's this for "dwelling?" This is MUCH more like dwelling.

Hop-sha. Hop-sha. Quick like a bunny.

A friend posted about this on her blog a long time ago. I figured it was about time I try it out.



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Although, in light of my post yeterday, this should probably say, "You can try if you click here."