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A hell of a long post about chiropractic changing my life...

***This is a continuation of the series "How ______ changed my life, and transitioning into a new series where I will review & share with you services, items, restaurants, studios/gyms and various other things in and around the greater Maryland, Washington D.C., Northern Virginia area's! ***


I'm sure if you read my blog, you know I'm a huge fan/believer/encourager of chiropractic... or at least, I was going to begin by saying that, until I realized that though chiropractic is a very common word in my everyday language - it's not here on my blog.


Unfortunately for me and my awesome genetics, I was born with scoliosis. You'd never know it looking directly at me though, thanks to the blessings of some amazing chiropractors in my life. I've gone to chiropractors as long as I can remember - I've seen all sorts of them, with all sorts of mechanisms, treatments, modalities, etc. Some of them didn't work for me - some I didn't want to work for me - a…

100 things:

100. holy freak, i love acapella music. like you know those groups that cover songs only using their voices? No, you don't? well check this out, 1 of my favs (seriously, ani + acapella, what's better?):
99. i guess it would make sense to share my love of musicals. it all started back in 8th grade, when my best friends brother took us to see Rent. Yeah. It never ended after that. 98. Although I am completely obsessed with vocal music, I am absolutely tone deaf, and an AWFUL singer. 97. i love all types of music, but anything i can wear Birk's and rock a poncho to, well, that's probably fair game. 96. i used to be freaking "pro life" crazy. no honestly, i would stand outside abortion clinics. i would goto pro life marches. i wore a "Abortion is homicide" hoodie , EVERYWHERE. it was insane. (for what it's worth, i'm pro-choice-ish, now). 95. on that, i'm extremely vocal about my beliefs. which you probably already know about me. 95. i love to di…

Going to the temple....

Or as my brother in law would sing....

I love to see the temple.
I’m going there someday
To feel the Holy Spirit,
To listen and to pray.
For the temple is a house of God,
A place of love and beauty.
I’ll prepare myself while I am young;
This is my sacred duty.

Remember how I wrote I was going to be rude, tactless, blunt and honest because this is MY blog? Well if you're LDS I will warn you to just skip this, so I don't offend you...
As I was pulling into the church parking lot to head up to the temple, he had called, and ironically thought it would be appropriate to grace me with such a beautiful song ;) ( I just realized that it's hard to sense humor via the blog, so trust me, this is sarcasm...).
Moving forward, after watching some lame video on the tiniest screens ever - which unfortunately made me tear up when they talked about family and heaven, we hopped on a tour bus up to the temple. EW!
It's gray. (Or grey?). Not that I believe in the holi-ness of it, but if I was…

So Religion...

Folks, I apologize.
Yesterday was an awful day from the moment I woke up. My alarm was too early (not really, but to my brain it was too early...). I then got ready, and boy did I look cute. I spent the night earlier cleaning and SCRUBBING my kitchen floor. I was loving on my kids, etc. It was time to leave - and I couldn't find my keys, ANYWHERE. Seriously, I looked EVERY FREAKING WHERE.
I had my triple AAA (it's not triple AAA, I'm not sure what it's called, but it's pretty much triple AAA) call someone to come unlock my car thinking maybe with bringing in my kids/everything that was in my car, they were in my car. I had searched my house upside down, my trash even, the dumpter outside, etc. They unlock my cars? Nope, they aren't in there. I am going crazy now. I need a XANAX or something.... I go inside I burst into tears, I've been a REALLY mean mom, I've missed my class for the second time this week (first because of work, which is another story..…

Good to know...

I just wrote, QUITE a lengthy post about how shocked I was "Elder Kim" added me on facebook. Like really, out of my mind - you haven't contacted me in 6 years even though I've seen you a Christmas card every year and I'm female and emotional - shocked. But I realized it came across as not what I meant, and while I'm still shocked, I'm glad. Because I know the kid is alright, and what really matters to me, is that I know the people who I once looked up to so deeply, someone I thought was inspiring and helped me, unknowingly, become a completly different person. A better person. I can attribute a lot of who I am today, to the fact that I joined the LDS church, and that I moved to Utah. So looking past the shock....
Elder Kim and Elder Douglas? I'm glad you're doing alright.


(and if you really wanted to know, because I know the LDS folks out there are dying to know. Once upon a time, I went down to the Annapolis city docks. I sat looking at the dark…

Religion 101 with Blair....

I love religion. I love learning about what others believe, hearing why they believe, hearing what they don't believe, etc and so forth. All I ask that is in such a conversation, we can accept each others beliefs as appropriate for them, and respect our differences. I will sit and listen to one discuss their religious/spiritual beliefs for hours - it's something I find fascinating. Testimonies, Non-Testimonies, Experiences, Research, Studies, Prayer/Meditation, Hiking - whatever you have to share with me, I will probably love to hear about.

However, when you cross the boundary of sharing for knowledge, to trying to 'convert' me because what you believe is 'truth, the only truth, the obvious truth' or whatever obvious reason? Stop right there.

(And no, this post is NOT directed at Mormons, or anyone, it's a generalized post...)

I think religion can be a good thing, it provides peace for people, it can take a group of people who normally wouldn't be "…