Category Archives: confessions

Dirt… on me.

Mile Marker 42

Posted on April 7, 2011 by elsakokcolopy

I am so not dignified. Really. It’s mildly embarrassing how giddy I get when I’m about to see my man. When I arrived home Sunday night after a busy run of travel, I had a smile on my face before … Continue reading →

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So I think I can dance…

Posted on March 14, 2011 by elsakokcolopy

I love dancing. I enjoy doing the Macarena, the Electric Slide and the Boot Scoot Boogie. Yeah, I know. Those dances are as old as dirt. So it’s been a little while. But today I discovered Zumba. Usually when I … Continue reading →

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Trapped!

Posted on March 7, 2011 by elsakokcolopy

I remember when it happened. I was working at Focus when I read the news article about the young man who went hiking in the Utah canyons—he was an adventurous guy who went off to play and explore. As he … Continue reading →

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Dance in your jammies (Part 2 to Look at me!)

Posted on March 1, 2011 by elsakokcolopy

Ok, so yesterday I talked about my deep need to know I matter, that I’m special to God, my family and at least a few thousand (OK, OK, 787) Facebook friends. I pooh-poohed thinking too much of the good things … Continue reading →

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Look at me!

Posted on February 28, 2011 by elsakokcolopy

  It started pretty much from day one…. Look at me! My longing to be noticed started off harmless enough. After all, I was the first girl born after a batch of boys. Look at my toes! Look at my … Continue reading →

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