Ebola

All of a sudden, everyone’s an epidemiologist and virologist.

Now, I’m no expert, but I remember enough from undergrad to not give into nor feed the hysteria.

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I was always skeptical as a child. Thank goodness my parents never took me to church, sparing me from the brainwashing. All I needed was their love, guidance, and devotion to learn to be “good” and to know that I mattered. I’m so thankful for them. It took twenty-five years, but I did finally realize that I am atheist. What a happy moment that was, set to the tune of Frank Turner’s “Glory Hallelujah”!What, trolls?

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I was always skeptical as a child. Thank goodness my parents never took me to church, sparing me from the brainwashing. All I needed was their love, guidance, and devotion to learn to be “good” and to know that I mattered. I’m so thankful for them. It took twenty-five years, but I did finally realize that I am atheist. What a happy moment that was, set to the tune of Frank Turner’s “Glory Hallelujah”!

What, trolls?

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Rare occurrence: 1) I have never heard of the the SNL musical guest 2) I end up liking them.

Cowboys Nation

When people say “How ‘bout them _________!” and say any team other than the Cowboys… Or when they say that some other team will be America’s Team…

No. Just no.

The heartbreak from being a doggie mom

Yesterday, I started crying halfway through my morning walk with Canelo. You see, it was his fourteenth birthday. My sweet boy is older and as excited and proud I was about wrapping up yet another happy and healthy year for him, it hit me that the older he gets, the less time I have left with him. The thought of life after Canelo absolutely terrifies me and shatters my heart.

He has been a…

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Dustin loves Daisy

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We say the words to each other so often, multiple times a day. I love you. We don’t say them so much that they have lost their value, though. I know that when we both say them, we both mean them. Actions speak louder than words, however, and as much as I enjoy hearing him express that sentiment in spoken word, the little things he does just floor me.

On Friday, I overslept and was so late that…

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Happy National Voter Registration Day, Tumblr.
The number one way of celebrating it? Registering to vote.
Every year, millions of eligible Americans neglect to register, which means that millions of important voices are utterly silent on Election Day. Don’t be one of them. There’s basically a 100% chance that something you care about is on the ballot, something you don’t want to be quiet about.
So be one of the loud ones. Register already. It’s an easy form that you already know all the answers to. No excuses.

Exercise your right.

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Happy National Voter Registration Day, Tumblr.

The number one way of celebrating it? Registering to vote.

Every year, millions of eligible Americans neglect to register, which means that millions of important voices are utterly silent on Election Day. Don’t be one of them. There’s basically a 100% chance that something you care about is on the ballot, something you don’t want to be quiet about.

So be one of the loud ones. Register already. It’s an easy form that you already know all the answers to. No excuses.

Exercise your right.

Sing a song

Write about the three most important songs in your life — what do they mean to you?

Number One: Ron con Coca-Cola by Mister Chivo

The first song in my memory, the first song I remember singing. My mind associates this song, and Mr. Chivo in general, to road trips, Mexico, and my parents. If my memory reaches back to when I was four years old, then my Mom was twenty-eight while my Dad was thirty…

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