tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805794819745402882Sun, 03 Jun 2012 05:18:30 +0000ironiessongscharacter sketchesnovel excerptthanks-for-sharing awardsscenessister momentsshort storiespoetryexperimentsMormon-Other Faith DictionaryAll I Needed to Know About Men I Learned from Jane Austenphotosfictionnanowrimo   Because vanilla is a flavor.http://justplainvanilla.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.com (Cecily Jane)Blogger189125Subscribe with My Yahoo!Subscribe with NewsGatorSubscribe with My AOLSubscribe with BloglinesSubscribe with NetvibesSubscribe with GoogleSubscribe with Pageflakestag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805794819745402882.post-2005728825642617348Wed, 30 May 2012 04:39:00 +00002012-05-29T21:42:18.066-07:00ironiesMy Dear Reader, I think the more time I spend in this world, the more I'm starting to understand that beyond the physical needs, like food, water, shelter, and oxygen; human beings have certain psychological needs. There's the need for community, companionship, etc., but I find that one of the needs that drives some of our most outrageous behavior is the human need for goodness. That is, we all http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~3/hmjW0YfmWT0/oh-irony-life-liberty-and-pursuit-of.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Cecily Jane)1<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?a=hmjW0YfmWT0:EGlzUUPf6Mc:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~4/hmjW0YfmWT0" height="1" width="1"/>http://justplainvanilla.blogspot.com/2012/05/oh-irony-life-liberty-and-pursuit-of.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805794819745402882.post-6166907081156264718Tue, 22 May 2012 07:10:00 +00002012-05-22T00:10:37.017-07:00My Dear Reader, So, I'm kind of the greatest procrastinator of all time. Don't believe me? You would understand this simple truth if you saw me in college, or especially high school, where I learned most of my skills. Amateur procrastinators do their homework the night before or on their morning bus ride. I, the professional, routinely got my physics homework done in homeroom, then gothttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~3/LxbgUD3Mxas/procrastination-why-planning-ahead-is.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Cecily Jane)2<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?a=LxbgUD3Mxas:wvpi_mzn7iY:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~4/LxbgUD3Mxas" height="1" width="1"/>http://justplainvanilla.blogspot.com/2012/05/procrastination-why-planning-ahead-is.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805794819745402882.post-6608190391666409035Tue, 15 May 2012 07:01:00 +00002012-05-15T00:01:00.583-07:00My Dear Reader, I hate, hate, hate not being in control of my own situation. Not that I seem to have any power to avoid it, mind you. Being incredibly awkward and remarkably unlucky can do a lot to mess up one's plans of an ordered life. I, for example, would much prefer it if I could manage to make coherent conversation when I'm around people whom I want to impress. This, however, is rarely http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~3/hwl_C2CkH5E/knights-and-damsels.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Cecily Jane)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?a=hwl_C2CkH5E:BVO4QuL59Ls:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~4/hwl_C2CkH5E" height="1" width="1"/>http://justplainvanilla.blogspot.com/2012/05/knights-and-damsels.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805794819745402882.post-9214050662598365520Tue, 08 May 2012 07:22:00 +00002012-05-08T00:24:31.061-07:00My Dear Reader, In the course of twenty-six years of church attendance, I have encountered Eliza R. Snow's great hymn, "Behold the Great Redeemer Die" countless times. I know it almost by heart. As you may know or might have guessed, the hymn tells the story of the Savior's atonement, death, and resurrection. Pretty heavy stuff. The words paint a picture of suffering and sacrifice that is both http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~3/zqxhrYi7Wec/remove-this-cup.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Cecily Jane)1<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?a=zqxhrYi7Wec:_anWkei-u14:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~4/zqxhrYi7Wec" height="1" width="1"/>http://justplainvanilla.blogspot.com/2012/05/remove-this-cup.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805794819745402882.post-8618359321847995014Tue, 17 Apr 2012 07:57:00 +00002012-04-17T22:15:50.679-07:00All I Needed to Know About Men I Learned from Jane Austen "May I ask to what these questions tend?" "Merely to the illustration of your character," said she, endeavouring to shake off her gravity. "I am trying to make it out." "And what is your success?" She shook her head. "I do not get on at all. I hear such different accounts of you as puzzle me exceedingly."  -Pride and Prejudice, Ch. 18 My Dear Reader, When you get to the end of Pride and http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~3/MBqN_C4aL84/all-i-needed-to-know-about-men-i_17.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Cecily Jane)1<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?a=MBqN_C4aL84:5PstRSZ5p9E:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~4/MBqN_C4aL84" height="1" width="1"/>http://justplainvanilla.blogspot.com/2012/04/all-i-needed-to-know-about-men-i_17.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805794819745402882.post-709590715237104619Tue, 10 Apr 2012 14:52:00 +00002012-04-17T23:26:44.906-07:00All I Needed to Know About Men I Learned from Jane Austen "Well, my comfort is, I am sure Jane will die of a broken heart, and then he will be sorry for what he has done." -Pride and Prejudice, Chapter 40 My Dear Reader, When surrounded by Wickhams and Collinses, you would think that a Mr. Bingley would be a sight for sore eyes. And, for a short time, he is. Mr. Bingley is, after all, not a sleaze bag. He's even a pretty good guy. Sometimeshttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~3/ODPbZ5yz9W0/all-i-needed-to-know-about-men-i_10.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Cecily Jane)1<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?a=ODPbZ5yz9W0:5R6yg_cu860:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~4/ODPbZ5yz9W0" height="1" width="1"/>http://justplainvanilla.blogspot.com/2012/04/all-i-needed-to-know-about-men-i_10.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805794819745402882.post-2176112598794618155Tue, 03 Apr 2012 16:13:00 +00002012-04-03T09:14:55.816-07:00All I Needed to Know About Men I Learned from Jane Austen "Do not consider me now as an elegant female, intending to plague you, but as a rational creature, speaking the truth from her heart." (Pride and Prejudice, Chapter 19) My Dear Reader, Last week, we learned all about Mr. Wickham, the master of deception. Mr. Collins, in contrast, always believes that he is telling the truth. In fact, Mr. Collins believes that everything he says is http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~3/pEuW4raX3dU/all-i-needed-to-know-about-men-i.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Cecily Jane)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?a=pEuW4raX3dU:G1ulnIfoqKk:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~4/pEuW4raX3dU" height="1" width="1"/>http://justplainvanilla.blogspot.com/2012/04/all-i-needed-to-know-about-men-i.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805794819745402882.post-1552150815850314454Tue, 27 Mar 2012 16:12:00 +00002012-04-02T00:32:25.209-07:00All I Needed to Know About Men I Learned from Jane Austen"Mr. Wickham is blessed with such happy manners as may ensure his making friends— whether he may be equally capable of retaining them, is less certain."-Pride and Prejudice, Chapter 18My Dear Reader,If you're not sure what this is, make sure you read the intro.When Pride and Prejudice's protagonist Elizabeth Bennet first meets Mr. Wickham, she is very taken with him. In a world where she is http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~3/kzQUNvW2e3Q/all-i-needed-to-know-about-men-i.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Cecily Jane)2<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?a=kzQUNvW2e3Q:70lqPdO0A54:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~4/kzQUNvW2e3Q" height="1" width="1"/>http://justplainvanilla.blogspot.com/2012/03/all-i-needed-to-know-about-men-i.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805794819745402882.post-3777063429556423091Tue, 27 Mar 2012 05:03:00 +00002012-04-02T00:33:59.337-07:00All I Needed to Know About Men I Learned from Jane AustenMy Dear Reader,I realize that there are a lot of people who do not understand the fascination that people like me have with Jane Austen. To be brief: she speaks the truth. She is a writer who captured relationships and human nature in a way that most authors can't.In a way, she reminds me of Charles Dickens. Before Dickens, books were about the rich. But Dickens grew up as a poor child. He http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~3/50wjz-u_4L0/all-i-needed-to-know-about-dating-i.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Cecily Jane)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?a=50wjz-u_4L0:AHEJYzLkI5E:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~4/50wjz-u_4L0" height="1" width="1"/>http://justplainvanilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/all-i-needed-to-know-about-dating-i.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805794819745402882.post-3969188011313001453Tue, 20 Mar 2012 07:01:00 +00002012-03-20T21:47:21.464-07:00My Dear Reader,I am not the jealous type.I am the protective type. I like to keep what I have, thankyouverymuch. I don't really enjoy it when people move, break, or take my belongings. I can even get pretty upset about it, depending. But then, I grew up with four younger siblings who liked to periodically come into my room and break anything of value. I guess I just developed a kind of survival http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~3/o67sv_rBVyI/what-heart-wants.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Cecily Jane)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?a=o67sv_rBVyI:b5Vd5jUDywY:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~4/o67sv_rBVyI" height="1" width="1"/>http://justplainvanilla.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-heart-wants.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805794819745402882.post-1014427388398265789Tue, 31 Jan 2012 08:01:00 +00002012-01-31T09:51:00.503-08:00My Dear Reader,I was in junior high when they started making quarters that honored each state. One day, all quarters were the same, and the next, there were these cool new ones with what looked like Paul Revere* on them. I kind of hoarded them. A little. They were just so awesome!And guess what? There were more of them! There were quarters with trees and ships on them. One even had a peach! It http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~3/wVtJm68S2Yw/gotta-collect-em-all-or-something.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Cecily Jane)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?a=wVtJm68S2Yw:EP7jPtWHc3A:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~4/wVtJm68S2Yw" height="1" width="1"/>http://justplainvanilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/gotta-collect-em-all-or-something.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805794819745402882.post-1917125840545706480Tue, 17 Jan 2012 08:01:00 +00002012-01-17T00:01:01.087-08:00My Dear Reader,This story is brought to you by request.I love the bed that I have. It was given to me by my grandmother, and it's both legitimately vintage and elegantly beautiful. It's the same bed that Padre slept in when he was a little boy. The only problem is that the mattress that came with it is just as old.For the past few decades, the bed was used as a secondary guest bed, and until I http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~3/ECggmtW4IaM/things-that-go-bump-in-night.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Cecily Jane)4<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?a=ECggmtW4IaM:R5jL9lggnrk:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~4/ECggmtW4IaM" height="1" width="1"/>http://justplainvanilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/things-that-go-bump-in-night.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805794819745402882.post-8277940936965388090Wed, 11 Jan 2012 06:33:00 +00002012-01-10T22:53:37.359-08:00My Dear Reader,I just want you to know that I've written several drafts of several different posts, because I really feel like I should be blogging regularly again. I know. I've said it before, and who knows how long it will take before I make good on my promise. I really should have done what I did when I started this blog: write ten or so posts in advance and schedule them to be automatically http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~3/iiLE1y_YdxI/2012.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Cecily Jane)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?a=iiLE1y_YdxI:V9d_ktSrWX0:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~4/iiLE1y_YdxI" height="1" width="1"/>http://justplainvanilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805794819745402882.post-3625678524563937658Wed, 07 Dec 2011 06:13:00 +00002011-12-06T22:41:18.535-08:00short storiesfictionMy Dear Reader,I know I've been away for a while, but here I am, with new entries planned. For now, please enjoy this randosity."Dear Gentleman, Dear Lady"By Cecily JaneDear Gentleman,You must understand that there are wolves at my door. I feel that I must be upfront about this at the beginning. I realize that everybody is stalked by a creature of some kind or another, and that the subject http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~3/TE3dXUAHALI/short-story-dear-gentleman-dear-lady.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Cecily Jane)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?a=TE3dXUAHALI:2S92jEsL088:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~4/TE3dXUAHALI" height="1" width="1"/>http://justplainvanilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/short-story-dear-gentleman-dear-lady.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805794819745402882.post-7564211172846746898Mon, 06 Jun 2011 01:20:00 +00002011-06-05T21:39:45.662-07:00short storiesfictionMy Dear Reader,I wrote this today while in Sacrament meeting. To prove it, I've also added pictures of the notebook I keep in my scriptures. So yeah."Sunday" By Cecily Jane I am waiting in silence. Perhaps it is not true silence. I can hear myself licking my lips. I can hear the soft bustling of the air conditioner. I can hear the faint ticking of the clock on the wall. And once in a forever, I http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~3/hOBGeFnhU8M/short-story-sunday.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Cecily Jane)3<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?a=hOBGeFnhU8M:VtA84bARI28:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~4/hOBGeFnhU8M" height="1" width="1"/>http://justplainvanilla.blogspot.com/2011/06/short-story-sunday.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805794819745402882.post-7946344885707644435Tue, 26 Apr 2011 07:01:00 +00002011-04-26T00:01:00.413-07:00short storiesfictionMy Dear Reader,I wrote this piece of Mormon fiction a few months ago. Take it as you will.SacredMy mother thinks everything is so important.“Don't drink that!” she says, when I reach for some coffee at the gas station. I don't know why she gets so worked up about it. My friends' parents don't. Of course, they're not like us.They're not like her.I'm sacred, she says. Not special—sacred. Made by http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~3/ZJTcS4wCRYI/short-story-sacred.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Cecily Jane)1<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?a=ZJTcS4wCRYI:_129Vc5-9nw:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~4/ZJTcS4wCRYI" height="1" width="1"/>http://justplainvanilla.blogspot.com/2011/04/short-story-sacred.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805794819745402882.post-4229143545290068888Wed, 23 Mar 2011 02:17:00 +00002011-03-22T20:31:10.697-07:00My Dear Reader,If I know you, I love you.If I've met you once, and we never spoke again, I still love you.If you don't want me dead, I consider you my friend. If you are generally pleased with the fact that I'm alive, you are my good friend.If you and I knew each other a long time ago, and you really hurt me, I will remember all of the bad things you did to me only when I'm in a deep, dark place.http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~3/GeioNSWeyOA/people-arent-supposed-to-be-this-honest.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Cecily Jane)4<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?a=GeioNSWeyOA:7Ndqx4tZxy8:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~4/GeioNSWeyOA" height="1" width="1"/>http://justplainvanilla.blogspot.com/2011/03/people-arent-supposed-to-be-this-honest.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805794819745402882.post-2348607116405723634Wed, 02 Feb 2011 03:46:00 +00002012-01-17T07:37:06.668-08:00experimentsMy Dear Reader,At the café where I work, we started selling Mexican Coke. (As in, the soda. This is a proper establishment, after all.)Mexican Coke is supposed to be better than American Coke, which is a complete reversal of the whole chocolate situation. This kind of Coke made with real cane sugar instead of corn. Very clever, Mexico. Very clever.Now, I'm not a really big or even almost medium http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~3/DU8pLUaX3WA/experiment-mexican-coke-equals-american.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Cecily Jane)4<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?a=DU8pLUaX3WA:LZUaxaxV7Z0:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~4/DU8pLUaX3WA" height="1" width="1"/>http://justplainvanilla.blogspot.com/2011/02/experiment-mexican-coke-equals-american.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805794819745402882.post-3669564868555834833Tue, 25 Jan 2011 08:01:00 +00002011-01-25T00:01:02.556-08:00My Dear Reader,So yeah, sorry about December. And November. And most of 2010.To be honest, I should really apologize for most of 2009 as well. 2009 really bummed me out.Don't think that I've forgotten about this blog. Or writing. I definitely haven't. Cecily and I talk about it all the time. It goes like this:Cecily: Ah! It's Tuesday!I: And?Cecily: Well, I should post on Tuesdays. It's what I http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~3/xAoYZdyxwXw/2011-i-so-know-what-year-it-is.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Cecily Jane)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?a=xAoYZdyxwXw:QJcO9zz0aFE:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~4/xAoYZdyxwXw" height="1" width="1"/>http://justplainvanilla.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-i-so-know-what-year-it-is.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805794819745402882.post-6806042439512688436Wed, 03 Nov 2010 06:19:00 +00002010-11-02T23:35:19.555-07:00My Dear Reader,Today, it seems that I have something to say. I will spare you the context on this one, because trust me, you don't want me to go into it. This week's diatribe is as follows:Right and Wrong are real things.They are eternal. They are unchangeable.Right and Wrong do not come into existence at our convenience. They do not appear once we pronounce them to be one thing or another. They http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~3/-3LTU0mGeJI/i-dont-know-why-everybody-doesnt-get.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Cecily Jane)7<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?a=-3LTU0mGeJI:YPMpm44OO6Y:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~4/-3LTU0mGeJI" height="1" width="1"/>http://justplainvanilla.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-dont-know-why-everybody-doesnt-get.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805794819745402882.post-1402782585153647438Tue, 27 Jul 2010 20:16:00 +00002010-07-27T23:00:44.710-07:00My Dear Reader,My new job as a barista at a cafe is strange, to say the least. Not because the job itself is weird, of course. As usual, weirdness is just one of the many things that I bring to the table all on my own. Any normal person who works selling coffee is one thing, but as a Mormon, me selling coffee is as strange as as Jew who sells bacon. Just to be clear, my job doesn't mean than I'm http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~3/x1JFTtUlu68/freedom-and-coffee.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Cecily Jane)17<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?a=x1JFTtUlu68:oCHaIeywmiI:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~4/x1JFTtUlu68" height="1" width="1"/>http://justplainvanilla.blogspot.com/2010/07/freedom-and-coffee.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805794819745402882.post-2916132140460289069Wed, 14 Jul 2010 04:58:00 +00002010-07-13T23:13:51.504-07:00My Dear Reader,I really hope that you don't hate me by now. Gosh. Please accept my sincere apologies for May and June. And most of 2010. I've seriously been in a funk.Let me tell you what's been going on with me lately, and we'll see if that helps you forgive me. A little.So, this past year-and-a-half have not been my favorite. All I can say is this: make sure you actually have plans after http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~3/7i8oQO7u9jc/oh-hello-there-i-remember-you.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Cecily Jane)3<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?a=7i8oQO7u9jc:vkzlJgSPLoU:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~4/7i8oQO7u9jc" height="1" width="1"/>http://justplainvanilla.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh-hello-there-i-remember-you.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805794819745402882.post-3431561847822480611Wed, 28 Apr 2010 05:31:00 +00002010-04-28T01:01:39.792-07:00My Dear Reader,PetiteSouer wrote a quite excellent blog post about contemporary racism, and I found that I had too much to say on the subject to fit it all in a comment box. So, I'm putting it here. I highly encourage you to read and comment on PetiteSoeur's post before reading what I wrote, because otherwise, it won't really make sense.I remember being in second grade when a new girl moved to http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~3/5AwfKHakW-s/re-contemporary-racism-carefully-taught.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Cecily Jane)1<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?a=5AwfKHakW-s:4AzwzYhVbpU:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~4/5AwfKHakW-s" height="1" width="1"/>http://justplainvanilla.blogspot.com/2010/04/re-contemporary-racism-carefully-taught.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805794819745402882.post-3879162741654063886Wed, 21 Apr 2010 04:57:00 +00002010-04-21T00:15:03.501-07:00My Dear Reader,So, you know how a month ago, I told you that things were going to go back to normal? Yeah, sorry about that. I feel awful. I've just been writing so much fiction lately that by the time I get to personal non-fiction, I'm little writing-ed out. Just ask PrimerGemelo, who has yet to receive a letter from me the whole time he's been a missionary. (If I've been a bad blogger, I've http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~3/PoKFIbkL2pA/of-idea-babies-and-rope-bridges.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Cecily Jane)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?a=PoKFIbkL2pA:d5TSWstIXUo:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~4/PoKFIbkL2pA" height="1" width="1"/>http://justplainvanilla.blogspot.com/2010/04/of-idea-babies-and-rope-bridges.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805794819745402882.post-8864659754767474002Wed, 17 Mar 2010 02:51:00 +00002010-03-16T20:24:14.523-07:00My Dear Reader,I don't know how to apologize for my recent absence, except for to just say that I'm sorry. I made the choice to temporarily focus on other projects, but I'll be back as usual next week, I promise.I wanted to write a post for you today, but I found out that someone else wrote it for me. I know it sounds like a cop-out, but the truth is that this is much better than anything I couldhttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~3/gGqebEzfEFY/assigned-reading.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Cecily Jane)6<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?a=gGqebEzfEFY:3GdBuB0pFXg:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/PlainVanilla?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PlainVanilla/~4/gGqebEzfEFY" height="1" width="1"/>http://justplainvanilla.blogspot.com/2010/03/assigned-reading.html