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One of my favorite members/clients just called for the second time today. He is one of my favorites because he's always polite, asks to talk to me when he needs something he knows is my job to do, and always says he appreciates everything I do here. Earlier he said I sounded tired and that I should catch up on my sleep all weekend, the second time he called, he said I sounded a little better, but I must have partied far too hard. When I told him I actually worked last night, he said, "wow, you work two jobs... dang girl." I've decided I'm taking that as a compliment. This just in : I hung up the phone after taking a message from him and it immediately rang back. When I answered it, it was him AGAIN. This time I laughed when he identified himself and said, "you just want to talk to me, don't you?" His answer was actually yes. When I politely declined, he was all, "oh, I understand. Could I talk to Fred?" When I turned around to look for Fred...

1. Good: The Hype Machine. I wish I had a decent explanation for how incredible it is. I met one of the people behind it's genius last week and the way I discover music is forever changed. Take a looksee. Maybe I'll explain it later. Just trust me, it's worth checking out. http://www.bizzia.com/files/168/2007/10/hype-machine-logo.jpg The Hype Machine 2. Good: Texts From Last Night. A hilarious collection of exactly what you think ... texts from last night. Submitted by friends or recipients, or whoever, these texts are often times worthy of laughter so intense tears happen. People say ridiculous things. So check it out. TFLN . 3. Bad: My aunt died. I wrote about it briefly already. She's sorely missed, that's a fact. And there's always going to be a void in the family where she used to exist. 4. Good: One Sentence. One Sentence is a website that posts stories summed up in ONE sentence each. It's similar to Post Secret in the sense that people reveal intimat...

My Aunt died Wednesday night, July 29, 2009. She'd been on life support for awhile while my family struggled with the decision to either force her to fight a battle we all wanted her to win (something I don't have the energy or emotion to write about right now), or take her off her ventilator and let her make the decision herself. They chose to take her off the ventilator and she eventually grew tired of the battle. I don't blame her. Her memorial service was Sunday in Tennessee. My brother, sister, and I drove up there Saturday afternoon - arrived there at 1:30AM Sunday morning. The service was Sunday afternoon and Jeff and I headed back Monday morning. While we were all there for a very, very somber reason, being surrounded by our family made it a little easier to find some positivity. Aunt Kathy brought all of us together, under one roof, for the first time in 20 years. A woman with that kind of power won't ever be forgotten. A woman with that amount of love will alw...