Waiting for Boaz.

(Not mine) Seen floating around Facebook –if you are the owner of this and you see it, would you please tell me? I’d love to give you credit. Thanks.

To all the girls who are in a hurry to have a boyfriend or get married, a piece of Biblical advice: “Ruth patiently waited for her mate Boaz.” While you are waiting on YOUR Boaz, don’t settle for any of his relatives; Broke-az, Po-az, Lyin-az, Cheating-az, Dumb-az, Drunk-az, Cheap-az, Lockedup-az, , Goodfornothing-az, Lazy-az, and especially his third cousin Beatinyo-az. Wait on your Boaz and make sure he respects Yoaz..

Heading for Yukon Oklahoma!

Me with Michele VanDusen at Yukon Community Theater in 2010

Okay so it’s a little blurry but this photo is from last year’s A Funny Thing comedy night in Yukon Oklahoma. Michele and I were part of a comedy competition last year and have been asked to come back again this year. I am so stoked! Michele placed and while I did not — I’m going for it this year.

I’m new to the comedy circuit and while I felt weird starting stand up in my 40’s I’ve since discovered that I’m by no means the youngest newcomer. I met a gal in her 60’s this week starting comedy and I think that’s awesome.

I got into stand up as a way to overcome stage fright. I’ve been MCing various charity events over the years and struggle when the crowds reach over 50 people. Since doing stand up I can now speak comfortably in crowds much larger than that.

Learning stand up has made me a better speaker, a better writer, and just a lot more fun. Unless I’m trying to take your emotional temperature to assess whether or not I can joke with you, then I’m a neurotic mess. Fortunately those times are few and far between. Stand up has also given me a healthy outlet for my warped sense of humor which is definitely a good thing.

There was a time when telling jokes would terrify me and through practice, patience, time and friends who believe in me, I’ve over come that.

What fears have you faced down in your life? I’d love to hear from you.

This post written by Deana O’Hara for Redemption’s Heart. September 15 2011. All rights reserved.

 

 

Please Turn off All Listening Devices.

This is the best request I’ve ever seen for turning off listening devices in church. Too funny!

Church Funnies

 

Now that’s what I call a Revival!

A New Paradigm is on the horizon.

Excerpt from Frogs on the Curtains (coming out in 2012) –

To be handed one’s emotional ass on a silver platter and yet have so little regard for self, that the best revelation one can muster that anything is wrong  is stomach issues, persistent blushing, and chest pain is a travesty. While it is true that artists are capable of being emotionally empathetic to a fault and that our souls can easily be a magnet to acts of spiritual terrorism, we still have choices.

Does one choose to succumb to this warped sense of reality, thereby being a victim of the fractured mirror of others as well as their own learned misogynistic views? Or can the false mirror be broken and a new paradigm created?

Some world views are nothing but a fractured reflection of one’s own self-hatred and false dichotomies.

Unrealistic expectations and lies of others do not define me.

I

DEFINE

ME.

Semper Fi! — Ten Years (9/11 Tribute)

 

RIP Father Michael.

 

In the Arms of the Angels: A September 11 Memorial

Beautifully done.

An American Soldier, Toby Keith (9/11 Tribute)

If you are not willing to stand behind our troops, feel free to stand in front of them.

This Sunday marks the 10th anniversary of the terrorist attack on the Twin Towers of New York City. I will be posting some videos over the next few days in honor of those who lost their lives.

The Fair is coming! The Fair is coming!

The Tulsa State Fair opens in 21 days! I can’t wait. We went to see Third Day play there last year and while there I thought I’d be brave (another word for stupid) and try the Krispy Cream Bacon Cheese Burger.

I don’t suggest doing that.

It wasn’t pretty.

It didn’t even taste good.

I discovered a whole new level of nasty. After raising two boys, I did not think that possible.

What is the most unique food item you’ve ever tasted at the fair?

Return: If I don’t return, it’s because he’s killed me

People often ask me what the secret is to being married for 21 years.

Is it trust?

Committment?

Love?

Nah — I don’t have life insurance. He can’t afford to kill me.

That’s what I tell people anyway.

This really nice broker has been making house calls to my home for two years in hopes of securing our investment accounts. He’s with a reputable company — had great things to say about bonds, IRA’s and China. He’s a follower of Dave Ramsey – he has to be good.

I, wanting to take a more proactive role in our investments — strongly encouraged my dear sweet hubs to meet with him.

We met him and we invested.

We lost $2,500 in 30 days.

Just when I thought I’d gotten through with my skin, I receive a phone call from a new guy telling me our agent has left the company — and he wants to meet with us to discuss our portfolio.

I asked him to call back Wednesday when my husband was home to introduce himself.

So much for trust.

And living.

And handling our long term investments ever again –

you can say forgettaboutit.

If he takes out an insurance policy? I’m screwed.