One of my ex-boyfriends is just 15 months younger than his older sister. When we started dating, he told me how, shortly after he was born, his parents sent his sister to go live with the grandparents for a year because taking care of two very young kids — one of whom was extremely colicky — was just too difficult for his mother. I remember reacting to this story with judgement. "HOW can anyone send their own child away? That's just absurd!" Now, being a mother to two children just 13 months apart, I can understand why they did this. Not that I want to send Claire or Aerin away, but I can understand. In just a couple of weeks, J's parents will...
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I do not pay too much attention to movie posters, so it comes as no surprise that I have never noticed these clichés before. I guess that the movie advertising business is similar to other design-related fields in that they know what works, and/or are fresh out of original ideas. Between the legs: Black and white with colored flames: Lying in bed: Big heads in the sky over tiny people on the beach: Back to back: Large text over faces: Blue nature-themed: One big eye: From the back (often with weapons): The red dress: Yellow indie film poster: Reflection in sunglasses: On a bench: Go visit Le Sibère Carnet de Christophe Courtois (note: site in French) for more!...
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A few months ago, I received a surprise package in the mail: it was the book Crazy Love: Overwhelmed by a Relentless God by Francis Chan, gifted to me from my dear friend E who wished that I would gain as much from the book as she had. I had heard of Crazy Love on various occasions in the past, and I had even had it on my Amazon wishlist for quite some time, so the gift was very much appreciated. (Thanks, E!) The premise behind Crazy Love is to challenge the state of complacency that plague many Christians today, and to encourage us to love God the way that He deserves to be loved. Because, as the author Pastor Chan puts it, "when you’re...
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Having grown up in New York, I have been a New York Knicks fan since (my generation's version of) the Knicks's glory days in the 1990s. I cried when they lost the 1999 NBA Finals. Meeting Allan Houston was one of the high points of my life. And, I remained true to my boys in blue & orange despite their flat-out dismal performance for the past decade. Being an Asian American myself, I couldn't help but be intrigued when the Knicks picked up Jeremy Lin in late December. I had heard good things about the Harvard grad, but remained skeptical. I guess I have been a victim of the Knickerbocker heartache for far too long, because I continued to stay doubtful when Lin...
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