by the Mall Diva
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by the Mall Diva
Has Hell frozen over?
No!!!
I have something important to tell you! Last November Princess Flickerfeather and her brother Prince Donny went down to Oklahoma to help Tracy Trost, a friend of ours, work on an original film. They had a blast, and PFF even blogged all about it here!
Anyhoo, now the trailer is up, and I have a request to make of you:
Would you please join facebook (if you’re not on it already), watch the trailer and become a fan of the movie? It would mean ever so much to us, it’s quite an exciting event!! Thanks!
by The Mall Diva
Last year at the beauty shop we had a friendly little competition in which the goal was to acquire points by selling retail and getting our clients to refer their friends, among other things. The prize would be that my boss, Jackie, would take the winner to Florida. (She goes there quite often because her brothers own condos there in Destin.) This was a big deal, and we started collecting points as fast as we could. It was kind of silly, though, because we didn’t really establish a good way of keeping track of all the points; plus Amy (who owns the bakery about three doors down fom us, and does not work in our shop)would send me all the girls she coaches in softball (which I’m not complaining about), but then she would claim the points. Hello! That’s bogus!!
Anyway, I think it was pretty clear that I won, but Jackie is nice, so she decided that she would take my co-worker, Candace, Amy, and me. We left January 9th at about 5 p.m., and partied until the day we returned home, the 14th. Yep, partied real hard, which for me included dancing, being the designated driver, and singing in a bar called Rum Runners. No, it was not karaoke, and yes, I am expecting my pay check to come soon.
Oh, yeah! The weather was kind of rainy and icky for a couple of days, but then it cleared up and was sunny. We walked on the beach a lot, and even swam! (Not in the ocean, silly, in a heated pool!) On our last day there we were walking on the beach, and my boss was wearing her swimsuit. A lady came up to us and said to her, “Wow, you’re pretty brave.” (I guess it felt a little cool out to the native Floridians, but to us from the frozen tundra it was definitely bikini weather.) Jackie said “Well I have to be out here like this, I have to go home today!!” “I hope you’re not from Minnesota.” “Yeah, we are.” “You guys just made national news!”
I was all for staying til April, after hearing that.
(Just kidding, Benny!)
I have lots of pictures, I’ll try to do another post just for them tomorrow.
This is Ben and Faith. Hi! Earlier today the Night Writer directed our attention to an article about a couple who had waited until their wedding to kiss (hubba hubba! btw). They are both abstinence instructors in the Chicago area schools and they decided together to match their words and their actions. It sounded great to us.
Then we dipped our toesies into the Comment section. There were some supportive and congratulatory comments left by folks. And there were all manner of derogatory comments. Huh? Now just what would the fine readers of the Chicago Tribune have against a couple who waited until marriage to do… um, marriagey things? NW is going to get into some particulars about the logical fallacies, ad stupidem attacks and just plain silliness that some peeps took the time to type. For our part, we just wanted to write this post to chuckle.
Chuckle? Yes, you heard what we said. You see, we haven’t kissed yet and we are having a great time! How is this possible? Can future husband and wife have a good time without, uh, “having a good time”? You’d better believe it! But you’d never know it from most of those comments! If we trusted all of those comments to reflect reality then we’d both be weird perverts who are mentally disturbed or gay or, (wait for it)… just like Hitler! I kid you not. There was this one dude who busted out the Nazi argument to try to dis abstinence! Ich bin ein Berliner! Ja!!!
Now that’s all pretty silly, right? Of course it is. For our part, for the time being, we are getting to know each other better and better. We are learning to laugh, to pray, to talk, to worship, to compromise, to collaborate and to complement each other. In short, we are spending time learning how to be best friends. Fear not! The loverly stuff will take care of itself when it’s time.
Update:
Night Writer here. As Faith and Ben said, I have some commentary on the, um, commentary that accompanied the original newspaper article. It seems some people have had some very strong, very negative reactions about two people with an alternative lifestyle getting married according to the dictates of their conscience. As I write this there are currently 290 comments on the original three or four paragraph article. Many are positive but most aren’t, and the negative ones seemed to fall into a few common buckets. You can read them individually for yourself, but in the name of tolerance and diversity, allow me to address these comments here by theme or by representative quotes.
How can you really know a person without physical intimacy? (Related: what if they’re a bad lover, or hiding something, what if your sex drives aren’t compatible?)
This is the obvious response, and one raised in the article as well — shouldn’t you try something out before you “buy” it? Of course, if you buy the logic that not having sex before you’re married is a sure recipe for marital trouble you’d naturally have to believe that having sex before marriage is a major factor in today’s record-low divorce rate. My experience is that sex may make you physical, but it hardly makes you intimate. In fact, once sex enters the relationship it clouds your ability (or even your desire) to properly evaluate your partner’s character, personality and long-term goals if doing so could interfere with getting sex. Rather than taking the time to talk out important issues, or raise questions about troubling actions or statements by the other person, you keep quiet so as not to cause a fight that might mean “no sex tonight.” At the very least, you take up time that could be invested in finding out what the other person is really like.
The physical passion will eventually wane to some extent but the person’s character and personality will stay the same. A person’s inherent witchiness or sloth, ambition (or lack thereof), the number of kids s/he wants, the way s/he treats others — all can be missed during the “interview” process while you’re focusing on immediate gratification.
The question, at heart, is a good one but it is missing the crucial point. It is important to find out in advance “who” your partner is, how s/he performs under pressure and if you’re “compatible”; these are all things, however, that are better revealed before physical intimacy takes place. Sexual compatibility ultimately comes from knowing you have a partner you trust and understand, and who trusts and understands you. And let’s not forget that the most important sex organ is the brain. Good sex — no, great sex — begins long before you ever get into bed.
Why don’t they allow themselves to be alone or to kiss — don’t they have any self-control? Does abstinence mean ‘no kissing’?
Wise people know that good intentions are often overcome by passion and “weak moments” are often the result of negligence or poor planning. The solution is simply to not put yourself in situations where temptation can easily have it’s way; not out of fear of the act, but out of wisdom and a firm and common understanding of what is really important to each of you. Kissing doesn’t necessarily have to be a part of abstinence, but it does tend to inflame the passions and natural desire you have for one another. Making a habit of it continually raises the stakes and lowers resistance, making it more agonizing to back away.
I’m reminded of the scene in Oh Brother, Where Art Thou:
Delmar: Gopher, Everett?
Everett: No thank you, Delmar. I’m afraid one-third of a gopher would only arouse my appetite without beddin’ her back down.
How many times can you go into Old Country Buffet and confine yourself to the appetizer table before you can’t help but rush over to the main courses and desserts? And the best way to avoid speeding tickets isn’t to buy a radar detector, but to not speed in the first place.
Why deny our human desires just because of some invisible guy up in the sky / religion teaches us to fear and deny the physical / God made us to enjoy sex!
Setting God aside (for the moment), there are very good natural as well as supernatural reasons to be careful about sex, such as unintended pregnancy, sexually-transmitted diseases, abortion, child support and invitations to appear on the Jerry Springer Show. Then there’re all the “exes”: ex-wife, ex-gf, ex-bf and extraordinarily complicated holiday schedules. Have you ever noticed that “ex” is two-thirds of the word “sex”?
Perhaps a loving God, not an angry one, really wants the best for us and would like to see us avoid all these ugly complications so he offered some rules on how to use the free will and other gifts he gave us in ways that enhance our life and our ability and capacity to help others.
“Why do we reward this kind of behavior by making celebrities of these fanatics? These freaks have no business anywhere near our youth!” Yeah, don’t they know that we’re supposed to be making celebrities of all those bed-hopping actors, actresses, heiresses and rock stars! The nerve of some people!
“Let’s be honest he’s gay or he’s lying. She’s definitely a flake, so good luck with that. They both need to grow up!”
I’m continually amazed at the number of psychics, mind-readers and psychiatrists trolling the comment sections of newspapers and blogs; nearly as many as those with the special ability to make up statistics on the spot.
“It scares me that these people are teaching our children about important issues of sexual health.” It scares me that there are people out there who can’t abide someone daring to tell their children, “No.”
Okay, first of all I need to direct your attention to kool108.com, where I ask that you kindly click on their karaoke contest link, and vote for Princess Flickerfeather. I know, I should have done this earlier, because the last day to vote is Saturday. I’m sorry. Anyway, all of the karaoke contestants are listed in 2 columns, and you will find Casii Stephan about halfway down the right-hand column. She performed the song “Higher Ground” by Stevie Wonder. You can even watch the video of her performance here.
Please, please, PLEASE go and vote for her. And tell your friends.
Second of all, as many of you may know, I’m getting married next May.
Woohoo!!! Yeah, I know, it’s pretty exciting.
So my bridesmaids and my mother and I went bridesmaid- and mother-of-the-bride- dress shopping. (Btw, isn’t it awesome that “mother-of-the-bride” and “Minnesota organization of blogs” have the same acronym? My mom is the MOB in the MOB!) My cousin (the former queen of IGH who is now running for Winter Carnival) Lindsay works in a bridal salon, and decided to make the arrangements for our shopping event. She helped me decide which places to go, and made appointments for us to go there. I was very happy to let her take that over. My bridal peeps and I went to Bella Bridal, which is in the Woodbury Lakes mall, and David’s Bridal, which is not far from it.
We had the most wonderful time…so enjoyable in fact, that for the most part we could not contain our laughter.
See? We acted normal like anyone else who was in that shop! Then maybe we got a little silly…
Last Friday Tiger Lilly, Benny and I went to where Minnesota gathers to spend its money and gorge on “food” that one generally wouldn’t eat except for at fair time. It was hot. It was crowded. We had a blast!
First we went to seedy art. I mean see the seedy art. That’s some amazing stuff, let me tell you.
Then we had honey ice cream. Yummy!!
We also ate cheese curds, a deep fried 3 Musketeers bar, and lamb kabobs. Also yummy! We got the kabobs while meandering through the international market, which is way cool. Ben and I bought Tiger Lilly an early Christmas present at one of the stands there. Behold:
She had a great time carrying the katana around the Fair, getting envious glances from young boys. It was pretty funny. Then Ben said to her,
“You know you can’t have that until Christmas, right?”
“But- but Faith said I could!”
Then I got the look. I started laughing. Tiger Lilly mentioned how funny it would be when we have kids. “We’ll be on the same page by that time,” Ben said.
While we were there we went to the AM 1280- The Patriot booth and saw Buddha Patriot and his wife. Nothing was going on there right then, though. We also saw Strom!
Of course we had to go through the animal barns. Ben especially wanted to look at the cows. He was like a broken record while we were in there:
“Look, they’re so cute! I love cows! That’s a lot of steak!”
We visited the sheep in leotards, too. The one in purple looked like he was dancing, and would occasionally head-butt the other one, who was remarkably patient.
Yes, it was an enjoyable day.
Here’s a p.s.~ Our tomatoes are ripening, along with our cayennes and jalapenos. It’s so fun to pick them, but we’re almost over-run!
I think we’ve made 4 batches of salsa so far. It’s delicious!
by the Mall Diva
Last Sunday, we made fried green tomatoes for the first time!!! We planted some veggies and herbs over Memorial Day weekend, and our tomato plants look like they’d attack you if you look at them funny. I felt so proud, getting tomatoes from my own garden…mostly because I made it back into the house alive.
I also made chocolate cupcakes, and used my new super awesome icing-piping tips that my cousin gave me to frost them with. They were adorable!
Now, as exciting as those things are, they’re not nearly as exciting as what happened last Tuesday, which you all know about by now. But I have to say it again- I got engaged! It was the sweetest and most wonderful day of my life…so far, at least.
We’re no longer just “courtship buddies” as my dear friend Princess Flickerfeather so eloquently put it; but, as Ben said yesterday morning as we announced our engagement at church, “we’re on double public probation”. That made me laugh. It’s true, and though it might not sound all that great, it totally is! From the beginning of our relationship we’ve been blessed with the involvement of people that care about us. It started with family and some MOBsters while we were acquaintances and friends. As friendship grew to be courtship, and as soon as people knew about it, they wanted to be in on it. This really is a community project, with our best interest at heart, and that is what I am most thankful for. Last night I went with Ben to hear him preach to elderly people in an independent living center. He knew a bunch of the ladies there because he has Bible studies with them during the week as part of his internship. He took me around to meet some of his “lady friends”, and a few of them got very excited as they realized who I was. There was one who told me that she’s spent hours talking to Ben, and that she’s been praying for me for a while. How cool is that???
Another lady told me that she was so excited to hear that we’re engaged. She had had a good marriage, and wanted the same for us and was quite sure we would have one. That’s something that I’m pretty sure of myself, not because we used a courtship method as opposed to dating, or because we are surrounded by support from the people we know and love, who know and love us back. Those things would mean absolutely nothing if they werent in place by God’s own hand. They are not a formula for success; but they are blessings and helpful to us because God gave them to us and said “Do it this way”. Ever heard the hymn “He Leadeth Me”? Yep, I’m thinking that applies here. I’m also not saying that its not going to be hard work, or that there won’t be tough times, but we’re not relying on ourselves to get through them. We’re relying on the God who gave us this awesome support group! See? It comes full circle. This is the example that we want to set, that obedience brings the blessing, and testimonies like this are just waiting to be lived out!
I’m sorry!! I didn’t post cupcakes last Friday because it was much too busy a day, plus I didn’t have the camera.
It was last Monday that my cousin Lindsay (that’s right, the Queen), came over to bake cupcakes with me. We chose Raspberry Cupcakes with Lemon Marshmallow Frosting from The Clean Plate Club blog. I am quite proud to say that none of them sank. Yay, me and Lindsay!! We had a wonderful time making these cupcakes, and we brought them to our church league softball games, where they were very appreciated.
Unfortunately, there are comlpications with the pictures that were taken, so I will leave with this one until a future date, it’s frosting!!!

You will also soon be getting pictures of a wonderfully gorgeous cheesecake that I made for Benny’s birthday. My first one ever!!!! It was delicious.
Yay! Who’s excited for today’s cupcake post? I am! But, as the title states, I am on a cake tangent. So while I will be linking to a cupcake blog, the focus will be on cake in non-cupcake form. Got it?
I was browsing through Gigi Cakes, and saw her recipe for Banana Dulce de Leche Cake. I became quite excited because I remembered seeing a can of Dulce de Leche in the cupboard, and had wondered if there was anything I could use it for. This was my big chance!!!
It was pretty easy to make, and even the batter was super yummy! I have decided, though, that I’m not that into mascarpone icing, and if I make it again I might try cream cheese icing, or even no icing! The cake itself is that fabulous!
Hmmm…Am I forgetting something? Oh yeah, the story that inspired part of the title of this post, which most of you will probably find more interesting than the cake portion of this blog. Spit-swapping!
So, Benny and I were with a bunch of our peeps at the movie theatre, waiting for Expelled to start. I had bought a giant pretzel, and he was helping me eat it. You know how they come in paper envelopes? Well, I had taken out my gum and stuck it in the corner of the paper. So there we were, happily munching away, when I look down and notice that my gum was no longer in its little corner. Oh no!
I made it known that I couldn’t find my gum, and proceeded to search for it, first on myself, then I got up and searched my chair…it was nowhere to be found. I sat back down.
“I found it”, said Benny. He sounded a little grossed out.
My gum had fallen out of its corner and onto the pretzel, and it was Benny who got a surprise with his next bite. It was so funny! Well, at least Dave and Julie (who were sitting next to us) and I thought it was funny. Benny, not so much.
Whoops! I almost forgot to post about cupcakes!
First of all, what is a cupcake?
The all-knowing Wikipedia says:
A cupcake (the common US term) or fairy cake (the common British term), is a small cake designed to serve one person, usually made in a small paper cup container. As with larger cakes, frosting and other cake decorations, such as sprinkles, are defining characteristics of modern cupcakes.
Cupcakes are often served during a celebration, such as children’s classroom birthday parties. Additionally they can be served as an accompaniment to afternoon tea. They are a more convenient alternative to cake because they don’t require utensils or dividing into pieces because they are smaller.
A simple cupcake uses the same fundamental ingredients as most other standard cakes: butter, sugar, eggs, and flour. Nearly any layer cake or loaf cake recipe can be used to make cupcakes.
Yep, I think that’s a pretty straightforward explanation of what cupcakes are. Fairy cake? heehee!
Let’s see if Noah Webster’s 1828 has anything to say on the subject…Nope. Nothing on cupcakes. Maybe fairy cakes? Nothing there either. Darn.
Well, in honor of British terms, I shall link to Airy Fairy Cupcakes.
And now, story time! Late in the afternoon on Wednesday I was at work rolling a perm for like the second hour in a row. It’s not because I’m slow, it’s because the lady was Chinese, and so, of course, was her hair. Meaning it was really super thick (it was also shoulder-length, but that’s not because she was Chinese). We were all talking about politics or some such thing that was doing a good job of putting us in a crabby mood. We unanimously decided that we needed to change the subject. Here was my chance…
“We could talk about cupcakes!”, I offered in my excited-to-talk-about-cupcakes way.
“I don’t like cupcakes”, said Carole, my boss’s client.
“*GASP*! Carole! What is wrong with you?”, I exclaimed. (Carole is a lovely lady who has been coming to the shop longer than I have, and knows I was joking.)
“Well,” she said, “I just think they’re too dry.”
“That is terrible. I am telling your mother.” (Carole’s mother is one of those wonderful little old ladies that comes to the shop every Thursday to get her hair set for the week.)
The next day when Virginia came to the shop (yes, I was done with the perm by that time, thank you), I asked what was wrong with her daughter. She laughed and said “How much time have you got?”