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Because I'm lazy and can't think of a good blog topic, I thought I'd steal this one from Greta :)

Four jobs I've had: camp counselor, baseball park concessions worker, baby sitter, and feature writer

Four places I have lived: Pamplin, VA; Nashville, TN; Hannibal, MO; Colorado Springs, CO

Four movies I watch over and over: You've Got Mail, White Christmas, Lord of the Rings, The Incredibles (What a weird combination)

Four favorite foods: white chicken chili, pulled pork, apple cake, butter beans

Four favorite TV shows: Lost, Extreme Makeover: Home Edition, Good Eats, Ugly Betty

Four places I'd rather be right now: Ethiopia, Brazil, hanging out with my family in VA, at home taking a nap

Four things I wonder about: Will I get married and have a family? Where will I get to travel next? How does prayer work? Is it possible for me to finish my to-do list today?

To whom it may concern...

Dear First-Grader in my Sunday School Class,
I know you kids are all about the honesty. I'm down with that. But please don't ever tell me "You need to get married soon so you can still have babies." That one sentence from you made my fallopian tubes shrivel up from the hopelessness. It ain't cool kid. Ain't cool.

Love,
Your Old Maid Sunday School Teacher

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Dear Neighbor in #1235,
You seem like a nice guy. Honest. You were even friendly to me one day when I wasn't wearing any make-up. I respect that. But really...do you have to whistle every morning when you leave your apartment? I know, I'm cranky in the morning. And I appreciate that your whistling is the only sound I ever hear from you. Come on, though. Who can be that cheery in the morning.

Sincerely,
Your Cranky Pants Neighbor in #1236

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Dear Pastor,
I like you. I think you have great sermons. But can't you use one metaphor that doesn't relate to families? I'm not a parent, wife or grandmother. I can't relate to raising children. I can't understand what it's like to fight with my spouse. Could you please, please stop reminding me of the fact that I'm single. Just talk to the First Grader in my Sunday School Class-she knows the drill.

Pouting in the Pew

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Dear Hairdresser Lady,
When someone comes to you and says "Do whatever you want with my hair...absolutely whatever," do not give them a bob. A bob is the antithesis of a stylish haircut. My friend in high school who had never cut hair in her life could even give me a decent bob. I want to be cool. I want to be stylish. I do not want a haircut that has the same boring name as half the middle-age men in the world.

Bobbed in Colorado