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Showing posts from September, 2011

The Loss of a Legend

By: Scott
Mr. Peppermint has passed away. A somber moment for the Dallas community. For those of you who grew up in DFW since 1961 until 1996, odds are you caught at least a couple episodes of Mr. Peppermint. I loved this show. Looking back, were the production levels amazing? No. Were the puppets a little creepy? Maybe. But Mr. Peppermint, or Jerry Haynes as his family and friends knew him, was awesome in the eyes of six-year-old Scott. For those of you, including this Kansas girl I'm marrying, who never got a chance to witness the amazingness that was early nineties local access programming, enjoy the opening theme from the shows final years...

Rest in peace, Mr. Peppermint, rest in peace.

The In-Between

By: Raegan
The other night, I had my first taste of something that is unlike anything else.

Texas. High School. Football.
It's a new world. There are movies about this "phenomenon" and this is something that truly is a new culture. But, this is not the reason for this post. It is what God seemed to speak to me there in the seats of this stadium stuck between Dallas and Fort Worth perfectly that has the wheels of my head turning two days later.
It really was a perfect night for football (though it could have been about 10 degrees cooler to be the perfect football weather, but it is Texas so I have given up on that dream). The sunset had me breathless and as I looked to the left, I saw the skyline of Dallas. When I looked to the right, I had the skyline of Ft. Worth. So here I was----The In-between.
I've been reflecting so much recently thanks to my upcoming nuptials with this great lad, Scott Gilliland. I've been thinking about what has formed me into the woman …

Square one.

By: Scott
Okay, so it's happened.  I'm blogging.  I know, I know, you're thinking, "But Scott!  You're 23!  How do you keep up with young 'uns these days?"  It's not easy, guys.  Not easy.  But, I figure it's gotta be better than trying to keep up with the teeny-bopper music scene these days.  Since when is the annoying girl from "School of Rock" allowed to be a pop star?  She made Band Manager!

But I digress.

As I sit here writing my first post of what I hope to be many, I will start with a message on what it means to begin something.  To take the fresh leap.  To arrive at square one.

It's refreshing, isn't it?  The feeling of having absolutely nothing behind you, everything in front.  I'm sure it has something to do with the fact that I'm young and ambitious, but having a clean slate is just about the most exciting thing out there.  It means endless possibilities, boundless journeys off in the horizon.  And almost as so…