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Last night when I got home from church, I turned the TV in my room to one of my new favorite channels-Discovery Health.  My favorite channel used to be Food Network, and it's easing back to that, but when you're so sick you can't even think about food, watching a TV channel about food doesn't work.  There are several whole grain cereal, health food commercials that come on this channel.  It came on last night, and I get madder and madder when I see it.  The implication in this commercial is that these employees of this health food company love nature so much that they go surfing and think of cereals to create while they are surfing.  They love nature so much they go to the jungle and ride a zipline that appears to be in the middle of Africa for no reason, so they can inspire themselves to create delicous food that tastes like cardboard.  But I think my favorite one is the guy who goes in the jungle and climbs a tree like the tribesman that lives in the jungle (cause they're such good friends) and picks this mysterious fruit that he's discovered to bring back to America, to put into this company's health food.  GGGRRRRR!!  Do not insult my intelligence health food company and try to tell me that your employees are going to Africa to climb a tree!   

I went downstairs in my anger and stress over seeing this boldface lie on TV, and gathered up handfulls of Chloe's Trunk or Treat candy to take upstairs and calm my nerves.  Guess what was coming on Discovery Health??  That's right, the show on the morbidly obese, as in 500+lb.  So I stuffed my face and stuffed and stuffed and stuffed.  Comforting myself with food.  Knowing it was wrong.  But, I mean those stupid cereal people, it was all their fault, right????

This is one of my specialties in life, I'm very good at it.  I blame others for my faults and hang-ups.  I point fingers, refusing to ever consider the problem is me. 

 Matthew 7:   1-5 "Don't pick on people, jump on their failures, criticize their faults— unless, of course, you want the same treatment. That critical spirit has a way of boomeranging. It's easy to see a smudge on your neighbor's face and be oblivious to the ugly sneer on your own. Do you have the nerve to say, 'Let me wash your face for you,' when your own face is distorted by contempt? It's this whole traveling road-show mentality all over again, playing a holier-than-thou part instead of just living your part. Wipe that ugly sneer off your own face, and you might be fit to offer a washcloth to your neighbor.

So today, I look in the spiritual truth of my dirty face.  Maybe I can wash it off, and then I'll be able to give the cereal company the spit-bath they deserve. 

Sorry.  I'm dumb, but you know that already!  I forgot to wish Adam happy b-day!  I think as I'm quickly going over memories of Adam and these past 11 years, I just think of how young he and Meagan were when Mark and I married.  It's always been funny when people used to tell me years ago (who didn't know they were step-sibblings) that they favored one another!  It really has always been amazing the bond between him and Meagan. Mark told me that his suite-mates had played a prank on him as a happy birthday, in which while he ws sleeping they decorated his room like a horror movie and woke him up at like 4:00 am and scared him almost to death!!  That's college life, I guess.  I can really tell Adam is maturing.  When he was home last and did so much to help me get ready for my last minute St. Louis trip, it was a more adult Adam, that's for sure. 

I love you Adam.

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