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Third Time

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Amazing, beautiful song by Jeremy Williams. He describes it as:

This song is for anyone who’s had their heart broken, and still
loves the person who broke it. Love is a weird thing. I don’t think
I’ll ever understand it…

Neither will I.

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Please help Little Storm

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Twitter, for many of us, is fast becoming our daily (often quickest) source of news. I hear about Breaking News, stupid Internet memes, and – occasionally – really good causes that I can get behind. The latter is the case of Little Storm.

Basically, this sweet puppy was hit by a car in Salt Lake City, and cars simply dodged this injured dog in the road instead of stopping to help it. That is, until the Fellows Family stepped in. The dog – who they’ve named "Storm" due to the rainy day that they first found her – had been microchipped and basically discarded/abandoned by two other families in her young life. The Fellows family decided to help, even in the face of mounting vet bills. You see, Storm now needs extensive surgery for her broken legs and pelvis, surgery that this kind-hearted family can’t afford. They’ve become "Good Samaritan with a bigger heart than wallet."

I know there are many fake stories like this out there, but upon reading it I had a feeling this was the real deal; I verified it with the Vet in Salt Lake City, and donated not only whatever balance I had in my paypal account but also made a direct contribution to the Vet to help offset some of the cost of Storm’s forthcoming surgery. If we get 4000 people to just donate ONE DOLLAR, the surgery will be paid for. (And as of today, kind-hearted people just like you have already donated over $750, so we’re well on our way to helping this sweet dog.) I can’t lie – it moved me so much more since Storm looks SO much like my beloved Lila Belle, and I can’t imagine something happening to her. And I firmly believe that good begets good, and that someday I may be in a situation where perfect strangers can help me when I need it most.

So please, if you have a dollar – or want to skip your daily coffee today – please take three minutes to either call Central Valley Vet Hospital at 801-487-1321 or donate via PayPal to "russfellows@mac.com". Consider it your good deed of the day and know that you’re helping a sweet animal in need. (And that you have my eternal admiration.)

UPDATE: Please Digg the story here to help spread the word!

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At the Live Diggnation

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Should I ever find myself in need of a personal photographer (like some OTHER people I know) I should really hire my friend Chris as he takes the best photos. I barely even *look* like I’ve had 49,492 Vodka & Sodas!

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If you don’t have anything nice to say…

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I haven’t had a lot of boyfriends in my life; instead I’ve found myself in these ridiculous pseudo-relationships for one reason or another. In my younger years, this was often because I was too chicken (read: passive-aggressive) to ever initiate the DTR (Defining The Relationship) conversation, and lo & behold I ended up "hanging out" instead of "dating" some guys that I should have run far away from in the first place. (See also: innocence of youth, poor decision-making skills, attracted to douchebags.) And regardless of the status, official or otherwise, I’ve ended up dating people that weren’t overly complimentary. (Again, see above.) They weren’t really ever derogatory, but I’ve only recently realized that it’s been a LONG TIME since I’ve had someone in my life –  besides my awesome and supportive lady friends – telling me that I looked nice. Sadder still, I only recently realized that this was completely unacceptable.

Now, that’s not to say I require or even need someone constantly blowing sunshine up my ass, but seriously, a little dose of sugar goes a long way, as long as it’s genuine. And in my last ‘engagement’ (or whatever you want to call it) I found myself at a party surrounded by people that were saying kind words about how I looked that evening, only to realize that the person I was involved with was silent. The proverbial warning bell started ringing as I thought back over the previous few months only to realize that he very rarely, if EVER, complimented me. I don’t need to be worshipped on a pedestal, but I – and I’d argue, like most women – want to feel cherished or special or even – dare I say it? – pretty. Liked. Appreciated. Wanted. I know that I do require more attention than most people, but his complete and utter inability (or reluctance) to pay me a compliment now and then made me feel like I either wasn’t worthy of it or that he actually DIDN’T find me attractive. I also realized that the person who *IS* most complimentary of me – and genuinely in his expressions – is a platonic male friend. And with this realization it was quite clear that things had to change.

I’ve talked to a lot of my lady friends about this, and they keep coming back to the fact that men just don’t court or woo women anymore. To this I call bullshit; they DO, but it’s us who often gives them the leeway to swagger in with a cocky "How YOU doin’?" and bypass all the formality of dating. I’m guilty of this myself, but am working on it; I think if we continue to settle for less, that’s exactly what we’re going to continue to get: the guy that stands aside at a party while everyone else is paying his gal a compliment and proceeds to pour himself a glass of wine, standing in silence. Honey, *you* can have him – I’ve realized that I want – deserve, need, and demand – better.