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I've held many titles in my life, and I'm grateful for all of them. But my favorite job title, by far, has always been Dad. As Patrick moves through his senior year of high school and toward a future that looks a little different than I once imagined, that role has never meant more. Let me explain.

In today's narration of Reddit stories, OP is questioning if he's going to have to pay the Dad of his childs bully after his other child retaliates and badly injures said bully.0:00 Intro0:19 Story 13:53 Story 1 Comments / OP's Replies8:36 Story 1 Update 12:39 Story 214:13 Story 2 Comments / OP's Replies15:58 Story 2 Update18:58 Story 2 Comments / OP's RepliesFor more viral Reddit stories, incredible confessions, and the best Reddit tales from across the platform, subscribe to the channel! I *try* :) to bring you the most entertaining Reddit stories, carefully selected from top subreddits and narrated for your enjoyment. Whether you love drama, revenge, or heartwarming moments, this channel delivers the most captivating Reddit content. New videos uploaded daily featuring the best Reddit stories you won't want to miss!#redditupdate #redditrelationship #redditstoriesreddit Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Send us a textMovie review Monday: Oh. What. Fun (Prime Video) (12/15/25)This is podcast Season #4, episode #142Get Help Dad Podcast with Bad jokes and tips and tricks to make your life  alittle bit better.Instagram: get.help.dad.podcastTiktok: @get.help.dad.podYoutube: Get Help Dad PodcastFYI: You are a great parent!!You can send in your own parenting advice, Dad topics, tell us where you are listening from or lawn care advice to gethelpdad@gmail.com.  We are excited to hear from you.  Please let us know your Name, City/Country you are from.  The Eagles are SuperBowl Champions, Again!!!!

I'm normally a chill person, but from time to time I lose my composure. Today I share the story of the day I got so angry at work, my assistant told me it would be better if I went home. The post SILY 676- Fueled By Anger appeared first on Golden Spiral Media- Entertainment Podcasts, Technology Podcasts & More.

Have you ever messed up as a dad? Of course you have. We all have, and dad guilt is real. In this episode of the All Pro Dad Podcast, host Ted Lowe is joined by BJ Foster and Bobby Lewis to talk about how to handle our parenting mistakes in a way that keeps us close to our kids. Why This MattersHow we respond after making a mistake shapes our relationship with our kids.Types of Dad Mess Ups1. Accidental Fails: These are NOT heart issues; these are just mistakes. 2. Emotional Mess Ups: These dismiss how your kids are feeling3. Social Mess Ups: Things that embarrass your kids. 4. Guidance Mess Ups: Giving bad advice to you're your kids. 5. Presence Mess Ups: Simply, not being there for your kids.  What is dad guilt?Dad guilty is typically defined as the feeling men have when they think they have fallen short of their desires or expectations as a parent.   How To Get Over Dad Guilt?Action Step 1: Have awareness.Action Step 2: Own your mess up.Action Step 3: Apologize.Action Step 4: Forgive yourself.Action Step 5: Plan for next time.Important Episode Timestamps 00:00 – 03:53 | The Broken Wrist Vacation Fail03:53 – 05:12 | When Kids Hide Their Pain to “Be Easy”05:12 – 06:33 | The Garage Door Face-Plant Story06:33 – 09:22 | When Your Mistake Becomes a 4,000-Pound Reminder09:22 – 11:25 | The Big Question: What Do I Do When I Mess Up as a Dad?11:25 – 13:49 | Embarrassing Kids in Public: Social Fails13:49 – 16:20 | Presence Fails: When You're There but Not Really There16:20 – 20:33 | Action Step #1: Show Awareness and Identify the Mess-Up20:33 – 25:23 | Action Step #2: Own It and Apologize Well25:23 – End | Action Step #3: Plan for Next Time and Don't Repeat the PatternAPD Pro Move:When you mess up this week, say you're sorry. Tell your child they did not deserve it and remind them that you love them. All Pro Dad Resources: Episode 106 – What Is A Passenger Parent and Am I One?We love feedback, but can't reply without your email address. Message us your thoughts and contact info!Connect with Us: Ted Lowe on LinkedIn Bobby Lewis on LinkedIn BJ Foster on LinkedIn Subscribe on Apple Podcasts Get All Pro Dad merch! EXTRAS: Follow us: Instagram | Facebook | X (Twitter)Join 200,000+ other dads by subscribing to the All Pro Dad Play of the Day. Get daily fatherhood ideas, insight, and inspiration straight to your inbox.This episode's blog can also be viewed here on AllProDad.com. Like the All Pro Dad gear and mugs? Get your own in the All Pro Dad store.Get great content for moms at iMOM.com

“Effie was always in me, but then I moved to the middle class, and the Effie in me was my enemy.”- Mary CoustasIn this episode of Three Food Memories, you'll meet the one and only Mary Coustas, who you may know best by her alter ego, Effie. On the menu is; Greek sweets, lamb on the spit, and the 7th Christmas after Dad passed.Sides include; a hamburger with the lot (menopause, or MaryPause as Mary writes), making lemonade from racism, coping with grief over the death of her father, and daughter Stevie, who was still-born at just 24 weeks old, as well as some hot tips for men who may have women in their life embarking on the wild ride that is menopause. Her book MaryPause is out now, and you can grab it here. Send us a textTo find out more about the project and Savva - head to threefoodmemories.comInsta - @savvasavas @threefoodmemoriesEmail us at threefoodmemories@plated.com.au, we'd love to hear from you! TFM is produced and edited by Lauren McWhirter with original music by Russell Torrance.

With Pdabbs and Mr D away from the grid, this month's DaD comes courtesy of Craig and Patreon Darren, sharing stories from Darren's magical family visit to Disneyland Paris. Wishing you all a Merry Christmas — enjoy the show!

This week on Hustleshare, host Ron Baetiong sits down with Kim Lato, founder and CEO of KimStore, the Philippines' longest-running and largest electronics e-tailer. Kim shares her incredible 19-year journey from selling cameras on Multiply as an 18-year-old college student to building an e-commerce empire that survived platform shutdowns, customs controversies, family tragedy, and a global pandemic—emerging stronger each time.Episode Timeline:00:02:06 – Kim's hustle: Building KimStore.com from scratch00:06:41 – The Fil-Chi way: financial literacy from age 1200:09:04 – Launching on Multiply: from hobby to side hustle00:11:25 – Early fulfillment: LRT rides with cameras to meetups00:14:15 – Wild Wild West: ghosting customers and cash-on-delivery struggles00:16:36 – 2008 financial crisis: choosing full-time hustle over job hunting00:19:29 – Building the first team: CSRs and in-house riders in Tondo00:21:52 – Riding the group buying wave (Groupon era)00:24:18 – Go Negosyo feature: "I want to be the Amazon of Electronics"00:29:02 – When Multiply shut down (2013): pivoting to Facebook00:35:17 – 2015 tragedy: Dad shot 8 times in inside job holdup00:36:45 – Finding God: the turning point that changed everything00:42:36 – Lazada and Shopee: competition or opportunity?00:48:10 – COVID-19: The breakthrough year (2020)00:52:35 – Building brand equity vs. just selling00:54:02 – Delayed gratification: first car after 9 years00:56:01 – Finding purpose beyond the hustle"I wasn't really certain about what I'm doing, but I took a leap of faith that I think this is something worth pursuing. I think we could make this big. And that really helped me do this in a bigger aspect."Resources:Website: https://www.kimstore.comFacebook: KimStore (3M+ followers)Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/kimstorePH/Links/Sponsors:OneCFO: https://www.onecfoph.co/Hustleshare is powered by PodmachineListen to our brand new podcast: Founders Only HEREDiamond Supporters: Sarisuki, PayMongo, SeekCap, Shoppable Business, Qapita, GoTyme Bank, Sprout Solutions, UNO Digital Bank. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

TrulySignificant.com presents Bob Campana, author of Don't Look Down!Learn the inside story on this entrepreneur, Dad, Grand Dad and Great Grand Dad. Hear about his lessons in life, his resilience, grit, and how he emerged from adversity. Be inspired by Bob's humility, humor and perspective on a life lived significantly. Purchase Don't Look Down! on Amazon, B&N, BAM and whereever you shop for great books.Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/success-made-to-last-legends--4302039/support.

Ab wann macht Dadnoises und wie intelligent kann man mit einer Brille aussehen? Wer ist der Excelperte 2025 und wir hart hittet Glühwein bei unseren Bundeswehrsoldaten? Wie groß ist die Gefahr das Amsterdam einen neuen Namen bekommt, wer designed den FIFA peace Pokal und muss Fußball 2.0 erfunden werden? Warum ist Space My Space kein guter Name für eine Umzugsfirma im Weltall und warum hat Japan so kreative Filmnamen? Wieso fällt der Ausflug zum Flugsimulator aus, welche neuen kuriosen isso oder is nich so Fragen haben wir und welcher Monsterdeal erschüttert die Medienwelt? Der Weihnachtsmann hat after credit noch den Arc Raider Nerdtalk platziert :) ZDP wünscht ein frohes Fest!

Dad joke of the day, word of the day, Mandy's trivia question of the day & jeopardy! It's OF THE DAY! Today's opponent: Ryan Edwards AND Zach Segars (getting a fair tiebreaker).

LAUDES SÁBADO DE LA II SEMANA DE ADVIENTO(Oración de la mañana) - Santa LucíaINVOCACIÓN INICIALV. Señor abre mis labiosR. Y mi boca proclamará tu alabanzaINVITATORIOAnt. Venid, adoremos al Señor, rey de los mártires.SALMODIASalmo 91 - Ant. Por la mañana proclamamos, Señor, tu misericordia y de noche tu fidelidad.Cántico - Ant. Dad gloria a nuestro Dios.Salmo 8 - Ant. ¡Qué admirable es tu nombre, Señor, en toda la tierra!CÁNTICO EVANGÉLICOAnt. Yo humilde esclava, no he hecho otra cosa sino ofrecer sacrificios al Dios verdaderos ahora, como ya nada tengo, me ofrezco a mí misma.Cántico de Zacarías. EL MESÍAS Y SU PRECURSOR      Lc 1, 68-79Bendito sea el Señor, Dios de Israel,porque ha visitado y redimido a su pueblo.suscitándonos una fuerza de salvaciónen la casa de David, su siervo,según lo había predicho desde antiguopor boca de sus santos profetas:Es la salvación que nos libra de nuestros enemigosy de la mano de todos los que nos odian;ha realizado así la misericordia que tuvo con nuestros padres,recordando su santa alianzay el juramento que juró a nuestro padre Abraham.Para concedernos que, libres de temor,arrancados de la mano de los enemigos,le sirvamos con santidad y justicia,en su presencia, todos nuestros días.Y a ti, niño, te llamarán Profeta del Altísimo,porque irás delante del Señora preparar sus caminos,anunciando a su pueblo la salvación,el perdón de sus pecados.Por la entrañable misericordia de nuestro Dios,nos visitará el sol que nace de lo alto,para iluminar a los que viven en tinieblay en sombra de muerte,para guiar nuestros pasospor el camino de la paz.Gloria al Padre, y al Hijo, y al Espíritu Santo.Como era en el principio, ahora y siempre, por los siglos de los siglos. Amén.PRECES“Nos has comprado, Señor, con tu sangre.”ConclusionV. El Señor nos bendiga, nos guarde de todo mal y nos lleve a la vida eterna.R. Amén.(728)

On this episode (with video), the Dad and Daughter talk extensively on Notre Dame being left out of the College Football Playoff. They also take time to review Notre Dame declining their bowl invite, conference discussions, and Jeremiah Love's Heisman chances.

Tonight we have a Christmas-themed triple feature of public-domain movies as heard from the projection booth: The Star of Bethlehem (1950), Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer (1948), and Scrooge (1935).We'll also be running trailers from three really bad Christmas movies: Die Hard 2, Santa Conquers the Martians, and Santa Claus (1985). Plus one trailer for a really good Christmas movie, Emmet Otter's Jug-Band Christmas. Rounding things out will be favorite 1980s-ish Christmas commercials and other vintage theater messaging (and a random appliance warehouse ad bc I want it stuck in everyone else's head too).So — The Star of Bethlehem was the only work I was familiar with before beginning this week's episode. It's inclusion is a shout-out to my late father, for his insistence that we make it to the midnight service to hear this story told again and again and again. Miss you, Dad.Religiosity aside, it's an astonishingly beautiful work. I have a computer, and I couldn't dream of producing something this wonderful. If you gave me a time machine to the 1950s, my MacBook, and pitted me against the creative team of Lotte Reiniger and Carl Koch, I would lose every time.Reiniger created articulated paper figures from spare cardboard and other materials, and the team animated them on glass over painted backgrounds. (Preservationists studying her paper figures believe they can tell what she was eating during production, based on what material ended up in the dolls.) One of their rigs also looked like the best bunk bed ever — photo on wiki. Honestly, give me a time machine just so I can hang out with this crew, they seem cool.Rudolph (1948) feels lower-budget by comparison. This is not Rankin/Bass Rudolph, man. It's based on Robert L. May's 1939 story, not the song. And to steal an internet meme: this is Zack Snyder Rudolph. Hard times — you can feel them oozing out of that steely, cold color palette. Which makes sense: World War II had just ended when production began.Going further back in time brings us to our feature film Scrooge (1935). The acting is solid and includes an Ebenezer expert (Seymour Hicks) as the lead. Variety, literally said Hicks could play Ebenezer upside down in its December 11, 1935 issue. And that Hicks played Scrooge for more than a quarter century both onstage and in two films including a silent Scrooge in 1913.As for trailers:Die Hard 2 — which is just Die Hard with the melodrama turned all the way up and relocated to an airport. Also, I'm positive the airplane-eject scene for John McClane was later pilfered by the GoldenEye folks… and it's nowhere near as cool.Santa Conquers the Martians, which I briefly toyed with making the feature; is awful.And Santa Claus (1985)... Last year my family stumbled onto a smart tv Christmas-movie list, and I saw Santa '85 and said, “Hon, I have a movie that will blow your ****** mind. It's like Superman meets Kris Kringle and is still earnest. Everyone is acting out of their brains. It's like Shakespeare. Like if Frank Miller did Shakespeare doing Superman.”And then I hit play like I was firing a heat-seeking photon torpedo at General Chang.Three minutes later, we're watching Santa drown in snow. A few minutes after that: bizarre McDonald's product placement. A scene of people merrily eating Quarter Pounders while, through the window, an unhoused and hungry child stares lustfully at the food consumption. His face framed by the Golden Arches.The movie is bad. But awesome bad. See it for John Lithgow, as an evil toymaker who excels at selling extremely dangerous **** to children. And Dudley Moore is a charming mutinous elf that tries to outdo Santa by creating candy canes that make children float. Definitely see it.And happy holidays, y'all.PS: If you're looking for an uncommon ambience episode with a more modern Scrooge, check out last year's ⁠The Night the Reindeer Died⁠: Christmas Workshop Ambience. "Yule love it."

Fluent Fiction - Hungarian: Rekindling Christmas Memories: A Family's Heartfelt Reunion Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.com/hu/episode/2025-12-13-08-38-20-hu Story Transcript:Hu: A fa tűlevelei lassan hullottak a földre, és a csendes esésben megfeszültek Gábor idegei.En: The tree's needles slowly fell to the ground, and in the quiet descent, Gábor's nerves were taut.Hu: A nappali, ahol gyűltek a rokonok, tele volt múltbéli emlékekkel – a kék szőnyeg, amit nagyi annyira szeretett; az antik fotel, ami már-már kényelmetlenül ismerős volt.En: The living room, where family members gathered, was filled with past memories – the blue carpet that grandmother loved so much; the antique armchair that was almost uncomfortably familiar.Hu: Karácsony este volt, és Gábor mindent megtett, hogy megteremtse a régi ünnepi hangulatot.En: It was Christmas Eve, and Gábor did everything he could to recreate the old festive atmosphere.Hu: Készített mézeskalácsot, amit anya receptje alapján díszített, és előhozott egy doboznyi régi fotót.En: He made gingerbread, decorating it based on his mother's recipe, and brought out a box of old photos.Hu: A fotók lapjai megsárgultak az időtől, de a bennük rejlő emlékek még élénken csillogtak.En: The pages of the photos had yellowed with time, but the memories they held still shone vividly.Hu: A családtagok lassan szivárogtak be a nappaliba.En: Family members slowly trickled into the living room.Hu: Borbála, Gábor unokatestvére, nagy terhet cipelt a vállán.En: Borbála, Gábor's cousin, carried a heavy burden on her shoulders.Hu: Mindig kicsit távolságtartó volt, és a családi összejövetelek csak fokozták benne a nyugtalanságot.En: She had always been a bit distant, and family gatherings only heightened her unease.Hu: Gyakran elhúzódott egy sarokba, magába zárkózva, és úgy tűnt, mintha más cipőjében járna.En: She often withdrew into a corner, closing herself off, and it seemed as if she was walking in someone else's shoes.Hu: „Emlékszel erre?” – kérdezte halkan, a lágy nosztalgia a hangjában.En: "Do you remember this?" he asked softly, his voice tinged with gentle nostalgia.Hu: Borbála rápillantott és elmosolyodott, de a mosoly hamar kihunyt.En: Borbála glanced at it and smiled, but the smile quickly faded.Hu: „Igen, különleges nap volt…” – válaszolta eltűnődve.En: "Yes, it was a special day…" she replied pensively.Hu: Ahogy a vacsora megkezdődött, a beszélgetések egyre hangosabbak és feszültebbek lettek.En: As dinner began, the conversations grew louder and more tense.Hu: A régi sérelmek és az új súrlódások ki-kibuktak a mondatok közül.En: Old grievances and new frictions surfaced in the sentences.Hu: Gábor próbálta megőrizni a békét, mégis úgy érezte, hogy elveszíti az irányítást.En: Gábor tried to maintain peace, yet he felt he was losing control.Hu: Hirtelen úgy döntött, hogy megoszt egy régi történetet, amire kevesen emlékeznek.En: Suddenly, he decided to share an old story, one that few remembered.Hu: „Emlékszem egy karácsonyra, mikor Borbála csak kétéves volt” – kezdte Gábor, remélve, hogy a történet kimozdítja a társaságot a feszültségből.En: "I remember a Christmas when Borbála was just two years old," Gábor started, hoping the story would ease the tension in the group.Hu: „Kint hó esett, hideg volt. Apa hozott egy kis fenyőt, és Borbála odament, kis kezeivel megsimogatta.En: "It was snowing outside, it was cold. Dad brought in a small pine tree, and Borbála went over to it, stroked it with her little hands.Hu: Először harapott rá a mézeskalácsra. Mindenki nevetett.”En: She took her first bite of gingerbread. Everyone laughed."Hu: A történet közepére a szoba csendesebbé vált.En: By the middle of the story, the room had grown quieter.Hu: Még Borbála is kissé feloldódott, és Gábor felé fordult.En: Even Borbála had slightly relaxed and turned towards Gábor.Hu: „Annyira emlékszem anya nevetésére – az is hiányzik” – mondta Borbála, szemeiben egy csepp könny csillogott.En: "I remember mom's laughter so well – I miss that too," said Borbála, a drop of tear glistening in her eyes.Hu: Ahogy telt az este, valami megváltozott a levegőben.En: As the evening passed, something changed in the air.Hu: A családtagok közelebb hajoltak egymáshoz, nevettek a régi fotók fölött, és Gábor szíve kissé megkönnyebbült.En: Family members leaned closer to one another, laughed over the old photos, and Gábor's heart lightened a bit.Hu: Bár tudta, hogy nem minden régi hagyomány él tovább ugyanúgy, mégis rájött: nem a külsőségek, hanem az együtt töltött idő számít.En: Although he knew that not every old tradition would continue in the same way, he realized that it wasn't the trappings but the time spent together that mattered.Hu: Végül a vacsora békében zárult, és Borbála odalépett Gáborhoz.En: Eventually, the dinner concluded in peace, and Borbála approached Gábor.Hu: „Talán jövőre is csinálhatunk közösen mézeskalácsot” – mondta mosolyogva.En: "Maybe next year we can make gingerbread together," she said with a smile.Hu: Gábor bólintott, és azt érezte, hogy talán újra megtalálják azt a régi, közös talajt – anélkül, hogy túlságosan erőltetnék.En: Gábor nodded, feeling that perhaps they could find that old common ground again – without trying too hard. Vocabulary Words:needles: tűlevelektaut: megfeszültekdescent: esésmemories: emlékekantique: antikfamiliar: ismerősgingerbread: mézeskalácsyellowed: megsárgultakburden: teherunease: nyugtalanságcorner: saroknostalgia: nosztalgiapensively: eltűnődvegrievances: sérelmekfrictions: súrlódásokmaintain: megőriznicontrol: irányításshared: megosztvividly: élénkenrelaxed: feloldódottglistening: csillogótrappings: külsőségekconcluded: zárultapproached: odalépettperhaps: taláncommon ground: közös talajtrickled: szivárogtaksurface: kibuknakleaned: közelebb hajoltakremnants: maradványok

The DeaconLive is taking some time off to create a better updated product for our listeners. We will be back soon but for now sit back and enjoy the THIS IS 50 Podcast that we do every Friday at 3pm EST  - AND REMEMBER!!! NO Family Members are allowed to listen. You have been warned!  THIS SHOW: Second round of goodies FAIL - Cracker Barrell observation - Dad was in an accident - War of the Roses - Burning Chicken Shit - I warned the Family  - Lowe's vs Home Depot installation - AUDI Issues - all this and so much more 

Pro Football Hall of Fame FieldAugust 2, 2014AENEAS WILLIAMS: I'll just take a moment to soak this all in.  The moment to be here, and I will start out by telling you this, how in the world do you go from walking on your junior year a week before the season starts, your junior year at the Southern University, that's right, Ohio State, it's the Southern University.    There are so many people that I could thank, teammates, coaches, mentors.  There will be some I'll call, but some I just want to right now up front say thank you so much to every teammate at Arizona and every teammate in St. Louis. I could not and wouldn't be here without you.  But as I sought this journey, and I don't want to sound morbid or anything like that, I want to tell you something, this is an intentional journey.  I am No. 287 and because my name is the last name Williams, I am the last one in my induction class, but I also want to say thank you to the 32 owners, Roger Goodell, DeMaurice Smith of the Players Association, and here's why, because tough decisions have to be made that are unpopular, but the success and promotion and enjoyment of this game with the fans is because of the important decisions that are made that allow us to be here and celebrate with you the fans and all of these great Hall of Famers that I get an opportunity to sit up here with.    I've got two statements, if you don't remember anything I say.  Two statements if you don't remember anything else I say.  Begin with the end in mind and die empty.  Begin with the end in mind and die empty.  So let me tell you about this journey.  It all starts at home.  And I wouldn't be and could not be without the foundation.  See I've heard a lot of speeches, I've listened to them, believe me.  But I want to tell you it starts with Lawrence and Lillian Williams in New Orleans, Louisiana.  Mom and Dad, I need you all to stand up.  Dad is up here as a presenter, my mother is seated there.  Now these Hall of Famers and all, they've all been voting on who is going to cry.    Now you know that two of the guys, my first two haven't cried.  Now I'm going to cry.  I'll be you up front, I'll give you notice.  I think it was General Schwarzkopf, in an interview with Barbara Walters, and Barbara Walters said, “a big general like you, are you going to cry?  General Schwarzkopf said I'm afraid of a man that won't cry.”    To the dais with the induction, being in an induction class with the first punter.  I've been seeing all these guys that lift their legs for a living around Canton, Ray Guy.  Also to be in an induction class with three from the Historical Black Colleges.  Michael Strahan, Texas Southern, Claude Humphrey, Tennessee State, and that's right, yours truly, the Southern University.  Now let me begin to give thanks where thanks is due.  I never had to look outside my home for role models.  My two older brothers, Malcolm Williams, Achilles Williams, stand to your feet, brothers.  Malcolm's debonair president of his high school class was about The Fellowship of Christian Athletes' exciting local radio program, Heart of the Athlete, airs Saturdays at 9:30 am MST on 94.5 FM and 790 AM Boise's Solid Talk. The show is hosted by local FCA Director, Ken Lewis. This program is a great opportunity to listen to local athletes and coaches share their lives, combining sports with their faith in Jesus Christ each week!Our relationships will demonstrate steadfast commitment to Jesus Christ and His Word through Integrity, Serving, Teamwork and Excellence.NNU Box 3359 623 S University Blvd Nampa, ID 83686 United States (208) 697-1051 klewis@fca.orghttps://www.fcaidaho.org/Podcast Website: https://www.790kspd.com/podcast-heart-of-the-athlete/

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BachelorClues is joined by Jess Ambrose—co-host of the Your Mom & Dad podcast—for a full analytical breakdown of the Top 10 most important moments in Bachelor Nation in 2025. From franchise shakeups and production chaos to crossover casting, third-wave reality dominance, and moments that fundamentally altered the game, this episode examines what actually mattered—and why. Together, Clues and Jess analyze power shifts, player impact, and the long-term consequences of a year that may have changed Bachelor Nation forever.__Join the Pit on Patreon for more exclusive content and shows! : / gameofroses__Want coaching tips? email gameofrozes@gmail.com__Follow us on TikTok: @gameofrosesFollow us on Instagram-Game of Roses: @gameofrosespodPacecase: @pacecaseBachelor Clues: @bachelorclues Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Welcome to Barn Talk! In today's episode, we welcome seasoned farmer Jim Cuddeback to the barn. Jim Cuddeback shares his family's extraordinary 335-year journey in agriculture, experiences weathering tough times, and the evolution of farming from hands-on chores to high-tech machinery.This lively conversation covers everything from succession planning and land prices to the value of good relationships and faith on the farm. If you're looking for wisdom, perspective, and real stories from a lifetime in farming, this is an episode you can't miss!Shop Farmer Grade

“Dad, can you get me some water?” my youngest daughter asked. “Sure,” I said, bringing her a full cup. She took it wordlessly. Then my oldest daughter made the same request. She didn’t respond either after I got her some water. Annoyed, I blurted out, “Is anyone going to say, ‘Thank you’? Why is that so hard?” Sometimes there’s nothing like parental frustration to open the door for God to work. Immediately, I felt the gentle nudge of the Holy Spirit: Yes, Adam, why is it so hard to say “Thank you”? Busted. Turns out a lack of gratitude isn’t just my kids’ problem; it’s mine, too. I don’t know why saying thank you can be so hard, but it certainly seems to be a part of the human condition. In the psalms, however, we see a model for growing in gratitude. There, David and others often praise God amid myriad trials. And a particular phrase frequently precedes their thanksgiving: “I will.” In Psalm 9:1, David deliberately chooses thankfulness: “I will give thanks to you, Lord, with all my heart; I will tell of all your wonderful deeds.” We might be prone to think of gratitude primarily as a feeling. But David reminds us that it’s also a choice. Like David, as we choose to cultivate a habit of giving thanks, we can gradually grow to recognize and appreciate God’s goodness in every aspect of life.

Yep, Dad had a Wa-Mart experience, trying to get Glory Cloud Coffee for sale, Lunch at Dayton, now move, move, move.... Dad comes clean about the Sun Valley Foxes' attention to detail. And more...

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The Government has announced a £3 billion investment to create around 50,000 new specialised places for children with Special Educational Needs and Disabilities. The aim is to speed up support for families and improve provision in both mainstream schools and bespoke facilities. To discuss what that means in practice, Anita Rani is joined by the BBC's Education Correspondent Vanessa Clarke and Sharon Smith, co-director of Special Needs Jungle, a parent-led UK website and resource hub providing news, information, and advocacy for families with children with special educational needs.One of the unexpected stars of this year's Celebrity Race Across The World has been Anita's Dad, Bal, with many people commenting on their touching father/ daughter relationship. Since reaching the finish line, he's now discovered his wanderlust and Anita catches up with him on a Christmas cruise to look back at their time travelling together. The Government's long-delayed strategy to tackle violence against women and girls is set to be unveiled next week. According to the Movember Foundation, two-thirds of young men regularly engage with masculinity influencers online. A new campaign, Same Side, launched today by UN Women UK, is aiming to counter that with the help of some leading sports stars. One is the former Manchester City and QPR defender Nedum Onuoha. He joins Anita along with Tabitha Morton, Executive Director of UN Women UK.Have you already overindulged at a few parties? Could you imagine getting though the festive season without booze? Well Laura Antonia Jordan hasn't had a drink, or even a mildly tipsy Christmas, for 10 years now. A journalist, she's written about navigating the festive season completely sober after years of living by, as she calls it 'the doctrine of hedonism'. She tells Anita why the cultural pressure can be tough, but dry December does not have to be boring.Boudoir photography, stripping down into lingerie and posing for a photographer may sound like something from the world of supermodels and glossy magazines, but there are lots of women from all walks of life who are choosing to pay for professional intimate photos, as gifts for partners, or just to feel good about themselves. Joining Anita to discuss this increasingly popular world are boudoir photographer Laura Slater and Joley Gordon, who booked herself a session two years ago and has never looked back. Presenter: Anita Rani Producer: Andrea Kidd

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Dad joke of the day, word of the day, Mandy's trivia question of the day & jeopardy! It's OF THE DAY! Today's opponent: Zach Segars.

It's another Friday Q&A but this week's is very much focussed on the chaotic and sometimes overwhelming festive period! Georgia & Zoe are on hand to answer all your questions about dealing with this full-on time of year. We look at handling difficult family dynamics, how to get out of social events when you'd prefer to chill out, and noticing how it's nearly always the mum's doing the Christmas shopping and wrapping...all we want for Christmas is to be the Dad for a day!Find a new episode every Tuesday & Friday and in the meantime check out Made By Mammas on Instagram: @madebymammas.Made By Mammas® is an Audio Always production. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Send us a textFootball Friday NFL picks with Mark? (12/12/25)This is podcast Season #4, episode #141Get Help Dad Podcast with Bad jokes and tips and tricks to make your life  alittle bit better.Instagram: get.help.dad.podcastTiktok: @get.help.dad.podYoutube: Get Help Dad PodcastFYI: You are a great parent!!You can send in your own parenting advice, Dad topics, tell us where you are listening from or lawn care advice to gethelpdad@gmail.com.  We are excited to hear from you.  Please let us know your Name, City/Country you are from.  The Eagles are SuperBowl Champions, Again!!!!

Warren is joined by Dad & Lad duo Paul & Mark McParlan to reflect on Everton's great win against Forest. They also discuss the FA Cup draw, the impact of losing players to AFCON and preview the Chelsea game. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

What happens when an episode is SO explosive that listener feedback takes over the entire show? "The Turnbow Trap" broke the internet—and our inbox—so hosts Darrell and Addi are dedicating this entire episode to YOUR voices, theories, and reactions. We received an overwhelming flood of listener contributions about every major moment: the kids' ingenious plan to take down the Turnbow family, the devastating weapon that shuts down Eleven's powers, the mystery of who's trapped at the lab, and that absolutely haunting final scene where Holly encounters a figure that left us all speechless. The post TSTP 71- Listener Feedback for The Turnbow Trap appeared first on Golden Spiral Media- Entertainment Podcasts, Technology Podcasts & More.

Our guest this week is Eric Freund of San Diego, CA who is a high school teacher, coach, co-founder of Hope On The Hard Road and father of two children who are both Autistic.Eric and his wife, Christen, have married for 27 years and are the proud parents of two: Abby (21) and Caleb (23), both who are on the Autism spectrum. Christen & Eric are co-founders of Hope On The Hard Road, a non-profit organization whose mission is: helping connect and encourage families with children with special needs through programs designed to support the unique needs of the individual, the family, and the community.Eric also hosts the bi-weekly Hope on the Hard Road Special Needs Podcast, now with more than 90 episodes.The Freund family story is one of; faith, hope and a commitment to serving others, all on this eipsode of the SFN Dad to Dad Podcast.Show Notes - Phone – (760) 201-5207Email – eric@hopeonthehardroad.orgLinkedIn –  https://www.linkedin.com/in/eric-freund-5438416b/Website - https://hopeonthehardroad.orgSpecial Fathers Network -SFN is a dad to dad mentoring program for fathers raising children with special needs. Many of the 800+ SFN Mentor Fathers, who are raising kids with special needs, have said: "I wish there was something like this when we first received our child's diagnosis. I felt so isolated.  There was no one within my family, at work, at church or within my friend group who understood or could relate to what I was going through."SFN Mentor Fathers share their experiences with younger dads closer to the beginning of their journey raising a child with the same or similar special needs. The SFN Mentor Fathers do NOT offer legal or medical advice, that is what lawyers and doctors do. They simply share their experiences and how they have made the most of challenging situations.Check out the 21CD YouTube Channel with dozens of videos on topics relevant to dads raising children with special needs - https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCzDFCvQimWNEb158ll6Q4cA/videosPlease support the SFN. Click here to donate: https://21stcenturydads.org/donate/Special Fathers Network: https://21stcenturydads.org/  SFN Mastermind Group - https://21stcenturydads.org/sfn-mastermind-group/Special thanks to SFN Mentor Father, SFN Mastermind Group dad and 21CD board member Shane Madden for creating the SFN jingle on the front and back end of the podcast.. 

Get ready for a fast-paced, laugh-out-loud round of family trivia for kids and parents in this Family Trivia with Dad and Lad episode! This week, we dive into the delicious world of restaurants, famous chefs, and pop culture dining!From classic fast-food favorites and celebrity chefs to cartoon restaurants, movie diners, and surprising food fun facts. Perfect for family game night, road trips, classrooms, youth groups, or anyone looking for kid-friendly trivia that parents enjoy too. Bon Appétit!Click here to visit the Family Trivia with Dad and Lad Merch Store!Use code TRIVIA at checkout for 5% off your purchase now through December 13th 2025!https://www.bonfire.com/store/dadladtrivia/

Do you want more of the same or things to be vastly different? It's the question central to today's episode of Talking to My Boy About Videogames where Jonathan and Ryan look at Metroid Prime 4: Beyond and Blippo+, two games set on alien worlds that introduce the audience to their setting through exploration and perception. Elsewhere in the episode, Ryan gives us his monthly Minecraft Report and there's a little bit of talk about Nobi Nobi Boy, plus evil doppelgangers seem to be everywhere you look. Boys will become men on this thrilling episode!0:00:00 - Time to Get Rekt!0:01:33 - Dad and Boy0:02:55 - Metroid Prime Review0:08:03 - Evil Doppelgangers0:09:21 - The Minecraft Report0:12:33 - More Metroid Prime 4 Thoughts0:15:34 - Do You Know About Crank Puzzles?0:16:25 - Doppelganger Ryan Holmes0:18:16 - Blippo+ Thoughts0:21:35 - Metroid Prime 4...Is It Just More of the Same?0:26:41 - What Kind of Monster Has Jonathan Become?0:28:59 - In Summation...0:30:00 - "Newbie Newbie" Boy0:31:17 - Should We Host a Contest?0:31:54 - Ending Memes0:33:07 - Boy Becomes Man0:34:53 - Plugs/Even More Metroid Prime 4 ThoughtsFollow Jonathan on Bluesky: https://bsky.app/profile/tronknotts.bsky.socialFollow the Show on Bluesky: https://bsky.app/profile/ttwav.bsky.socialRead Jonathan and Ryan's more formalized thoughts in an eventual issue of Nintendo Force Magazine: https://www.nintendoforcemagazine.com/

Dad and I are back with our final episode for the 2025 season. We talk all about the final race at Abu Dhabi and give ourV to the Norris championship the season as a whole. We also have a Moment with Martin. Thanks for listening. Hope you enjoy!

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Blizzard Revelations. Two best friends, stranded in a car, find fun ways to keep warm. Based on a post by LindseyLuv. Listen to the Podcast at My First Time. "Hey, Lindsey; you all set?" A tall, shaggy-haired fella came up from the basement guest bedroom, then strode the hallway, and called up the staircase to her 2nd story bedroom, from near the front door. Lindsey felt her stomach flutter once again. Jackson was actually back from college. In his hand, he carried a suitcase of his own, and a laptop bag slung over his shoulder. He smiled at her as she came down the big oak stairs, and she nodded. "Yep, Jack; just gotta grab my rucksack and lock up, and we're good to go!" She couldn't remember when the two of them had first met. Their parents had been close friends for years, before they'd even been born. So far as she cared, she'd known Jackson forever. They'd grown up together, referred to each other as cousins. The pair had been almost inseparable, all the way up to Jackson leaving for college. Worst yet, his parents had to move; when the corporation shut down the local factory, and his dad had to move in order to fill another management position, or face unemployment at age 51. Lindsey’s anxieties were mounting, until yesterday, when his flight arrived. She'd been absolutely heartbroken last August. to see him go. But he kept his promise, that he'd visit as soon as he came back for the holidays. Which sadly coincided with her own family’s reunion. Her parents insisted that she come with them, but she negotiated a compromise. Jackson would use her car to drive her, on his way to his own relative’s gathering. It just so happened the day he flew back was the day before her Great Aunt's get-together, so while her parents left yesterday morning, she hung around to pick him up at the airport. The plan was for him to stay over that night, then drive the two of them, to drop her at the reunion, seeing as it wasn't too far from his cousins' place. That way, he could drive to his kin, and see them too. Then two days later he’d pick Lindsey up from the reunion, and drive her back a few days later, if she didn't want to stay the whole week, like her folks. She'd nearly tackled him near the baggage claim, when she saw him run down the airport concourse. The pair had spent the evening laughing, eating, and reminiscing. Jackson had plenty of stories to tell her about his first semester at college, and Lindsey eagerly hung on his every word. When he’d finally gone down to the basement guest bedroom, it was well past midnight. She’d already fallen asleep while the two were watching an old favorite DVD title. He’s woke her up and directed her to go up and get some sleep. By the time they were up and about, the next day; they realized there was no way they were going to make it on time. It was getting on for noon when the snow started to fall; lightly covering the driveway as Lindsey dragged her suitcase out to Jackson's car. She knew they were only going away for a week, but she wanted to be prepared, especially with the weather as it was, so she'd filled her bags with as many jumpers, woolly hats, and thick comfy socks as she could. A decision she was starting to regret as she struggled to heave the bulging suitcase into the trunk of her little car. Finally cramming it into the space, she stepped back, taking a moment to breathe. All around her, the snow fell lazily through the air, getting heavier by the minute, and she wondered if it would ease off much, before the two of them left for her great aunt's. 'Oh well, at least it'll be a white Christmas...' she thought to herself, before turning back towards the open door of her house. She loved almost everything about Christmas, but the annual family reunion certainly wasn't on the list. She could count on one hand, how many of her relatives she actually liked, and even then she had plenty of fingers spare. In fact, the only person she really cared about visiting, had just been her house guest. But that visit was nearly over. Only the car ride remained. “Start the car, Jack." "Cool-cool, but hurry up, I don't like the look of this snow. We might end up stranded in a blizzard, if we're not careful; and you'll miss your fam." Jackson shot her a wink. "And I know how much you'd hate that." Giggling at his sarcasm, Linsey ran back into her house. She'd left her rucksack just inside the door, and she quickly grabbed it before locking up and running back down to the car. The snowfall had gotten pretty heavy by now, and she saw Jackson chuck his stuff onto the back seat before getting into the driver's side door, and revving the engine. Burying her face in her scarf to keep warm, Lindsey threw her rucksack in the back as well, before climbing into the passenger side seat next to him. Clicking her seatbelt into place, she turned and gave him a nod, and off the two went. Relaxing back into her seat, Lindsey watched the snowflakes fall as Jackson gently took the car out of the driveway and onto the almost pure white road. Rubbing her hands together in the frigid air, she reached out and cracked up the thermostat a little, before settling back again. It wasn't a particularly long drive, only a few hours, but she could already tell it was going to be a chilly one. The snow wasn't too much of a problem while they drove through the city, salt trucks leaving the roads mostly clear. As they got out into the countryside, Jackson started to take it slower, carefully navigating the narrow lanes as the snow continued to fall. Once or twice they saw the skid marks of cars that hadn't been quite as cautious, and at one point a tow truck passed them, pulling the unfortunate survivor of a nasty off-road skid. The first hour passed quickly. The thermostat did its job, and the car quickly armed up enough for Lindsey to drop her scarf and gloves. The two friends chattered away happily as the miles passed, and the music from the radio helped fill any lulls. However, as the sun began to set, the snowfall only got heavier and heavier. Lindsey could feel herself getting increasingly nervous, finding it harder and harder to see the passing countryside, and could only imagine how hard it must be for Jackson at the wheel. "Damn it;" the young man muttered under his breath, craning forward to peer out between the falling snowflakes. Lindsey could feel the stress radiating off of him, and did her best to stay calm. The last thing she wanted to do is panic him any more than he already was. Pretty soon though, they both realized they were going to have to stop. The snow was falling so heavily now that neither of them could see the road, let alone anything else. Lindsey felt her stomach drop as Jackson shook his head, pulling the car up onto the verge at the side of the road. "Sorry Linds, I can't keep going in this. If we're lucky it'll blow over soon, and we can get going again, but for the meantime, it's just not safe;" Lindsey looked up at him and saw the look of concern on his face. "You might wanna call your folks." Lindsey gave him a worries nod. She could feel her stomach tying itself up in knots as she pulled out her cell phone. They were a long way from anywhere, out there, and if they got stuck overnight it was going to get very, very cold. Dialing her parents, she anxiously waited for them to pick up. "Hey, Dad, it's me. Um, yeah, me and Jackson are on our way, but the snow is; it's coming down pretty hard, so we're just going to pull over for a bit. No need to worry about us, it's all good. We're just going to be a bit later than we thought, that's all. I'll call you when we start moving again. Yep, yep, we'll be safe, don't worry. I love you too. See you soon" The young woman hung up, hoping she didn't sound too scared on the phone. "Ok, what do we do now?" Jackson frowned as he looked down at the fuel indicator. It was getting a little low. "Well, I think we should turn the car off for now, so we don't waste gas until we can start moving again. I don't wanna think about what'd happen if we; you know. Other than that, we just gotta wait it out I guess." Shutting off the engine, Jackson settled back into his seat as snow began to pile onto the windshield. Immediately, the car began to get colder, and Lindsey shivered as she bundled herself up in her coat. Outside, she could hear the wind howling, and she looked over to her friend, hoping for comfort, but only saw herself faced with a worried expression. "It'll be fine, don't worry. We just; gotta wait. For a bit" His voice sounded shaky as he tried to reassure her. Surprisingly, it worked pretty well. For the next few hours, the two sat and talked to try and keep their minds off the weather. Occasionally, Jackson would flick on the wipers to clear the snow on the windscreen so they could check the state of the weather, but it never improved. If anything, it was still getting worse. An hour passed, then two, and it started to dawn on the pair that things probably weren't going to improve that evening. "Maybe; maybe we should settle in for the night;" Lindsey's voice trembled as she spoke, partly from the cold and partly out of fear. "I'm gonna call my dad again;" Jackson nodded, his hands inside his sleeves as she fished her phone out again. "Uh, hey Dad? It's me again. The, um, the snow's not easing off, so we're going too; yeah, yeah I know; We're going to stay here for the night, ok? And we'll drive the rest of the way tomorrow? Ok? Don't worry, we've got loads of clothes and blankets and things, we'll be fine. Yeah, yeah we'll be careful. I know. I love you too. Bye." Lindsey hung up and turned to her friend. "He's not happy, but he knows there's nothing we can do." She let out a long sigh, looking at the floor. "Sorry." "Hey, it's ok, don't; don't worry, you don't need to apologize." Looking back up through the tears, she saw Jackson smiling at her, and felt his hand on her shoulder. Despite the freezing weather, Lindsey felt a little shimmer of warmth move through her at his touch. "You can't help the weather, can you? And it's cool, at least I'm not stuck out here alone." Lindsey chuckled as she fought back her tears. She wiped her eyes and looked back over her shoulder at the back seat. "What are we going to do about sleeping?" Despite their heavy clothes, she could feel herself starting to shiver. Jackson looked thoughtful for a second, before replying. "I guess we'll have to share the back seat; It'll be cramped, but we don't have much choice. The seats up here don't really recline at all." Lindsey nodded her head. It wouldn't be the first time the two of them had slept so close together, but she had to admit, this was a bit different. After all, they'd been kids last time. Ah well, better to be warm than worry about nothing, she thought to herself. "Do we have blankets or anything?" Again, Jackson looked thoughtful. "We could get our clothes out of the trunk? We can pile them on top of us to keep warm." He gave her a nervous smile. "Not quite blankets, but I'm sure they'll do the job." Lindsey felt a little knot in her stomach but ignored it. She had to admit, it was a good idea, but something about Jackson seeing all her clothes spread out made her feel nervous. It took her a moment to realize why, but by the time she had he'd already disappeared out of the car, hurrying towards the trunk to retrieve their suitcases. Ignoring it, she climbed into the back seat, settling across them as she heard Jackson rifling through their belongings in the freezing wind. As soon as she found herself in the back of the car, the young woman realized a slight problem with the plan. The seats weren't very wide, and unless they wanted to sleep upright or in the foot well, the two friends would have to sleep pretty much on top of each other. She swallowed hard. This situation just kept getting weirder and weirder. Just as she opened her mouth to say something, the door to her left flew open, and a deluge of clothing poured across her. Caught off guard, the young woman yelped in surprise, eliciting a quick apology from her friend, stood in the doorway holding an empty suitcase. "Sorry, sorry, should've warned you!" Lindsey's yelp of surprise quickly turned to giggles of laughter. "Don't worry, just hurry up and get back inside before you freeze to death!" With a smile, Jackson nodded, throwing the suitcase back into the trunk before reaching down and grabbing a second. Hers. Lindsey felt the butterflies in her stomach again as he quickly unzipped it and emptied the contents over her again. She watched as her neatly folded laundry cascaded out of the bag, t-shirts and spare jeans tumbling into the foot well, along with, much to her dismay, all her underwear. Jackson didn't seem to notice, shaking the snow from his boots and quickly jumping in next to her. As he closed the door, shivering, she quickly grabbed a large fleece and threw it towards him. "Here, warm up a bit". Her friend smiled in appreciation, pulling the woolen jumper over himself. Lindsey looked around at the clothing carnage. She bit her lip. There was no way he wasn't going to see it all; pairs of silk panties and lace bras dotted the backseat, making her lingerie impossible to miss. Turning to her friend, she could feel her cheeks burning pink. "Uh, Jackson, do me a favor, could you just; ignore; the underwear?" Turning to look back at her, the young man looked confused, before his eyes scanned the seats and his own cheeks started to turn red. "Oh, uh; sorry, I; I didn't;" Lindsey couldn't help but chuckle. The flustered look on his face was adorable, and in that moment she couldn't think of anything but a lost puppy. She squeezed his arm under the layer of loose clothes. "Don't worry, you couldn't help it. It's my fault for packing everything into one suitcase!" The pair laughed nervously, before settling into silence. A few moments passed before Jackson piped up again. "So, uh, how're we; Ya know. Doing this?" The pair looked at the space between them. They both knew they couldn't fit next to each other, but neither person wanted to be the first to say it. Finally, Lindsey bit the bullet. "Do you wanna be on top or underneath?" She saw Jackson swallow heavily. "Uh, I'll go underneath, I guess? Don't want to crush you, after all." The young man chuckled, trying to defuse the awkwardness of the situation in the way he always did. Lindsey chuckled too. She had to admit, she hoped that would be the arrangement. After all, she was a lot smaller than he was. Shuffling towards the door to let him get comfortable, she replied: "After you then!" Taking off his boots, Jackson slid down onto the seats, piling the loose clothes up and over himself. Lindsey watched intently, trying to calm her racing heartbeat. Why was she so nervous? It wasn't like they were doing anything weird. Well, weirder than being stuck in the snow. It was Jackson, she'd known him forever! Shaking her head, she gave him a smile, before settling down too. Instinctively, his hands came up to meet her, guiding her down on top of him. Immediately, she felt the warmth of his body through their clothes, and she found herself nestling into her friend as they awkwardly tried to avoid eye contact. The young woman could hear her heartbeat in her ears, the red flush of embarrassment getting stronger by the second. Reaching around them, the two started pulling the clothes across themselves, tucking them into the gaps on either side to insulate them from the cold. Carefully, Lindsey did her best to push aside anything she'd rather he didn't see into the foot well, some of the more risqué items catching Jackson's eye before he pointedly looked away, cheeks red. Pretty soon, the two were almost completely covered, only their faces poking out of the mountain of fabric. Doing their best to ignore the awkwardness of the situation, the two settled down. Lying on her front, Lindsey could feel her chest pressed close to Jackson, her tits squished close to his beating heart, and no matter where she looked, their faces were so close she always felt like she was staring directly at him. Eventually, she piped up. "Should I, uh, should I roll over, onto my back? Or, is this ok? What's; what works for you?" She tried not to think too hard about his answer. "I'm happy like this, if you are. Or not. Whatever" Her cheeks felt like they could burst into flames at any moment. "I, uh,; I think this is fine" From underneath her, Jackson's voice rose, shaky with nerves, and she wondered if he was feeling just as out of sorts as she was. With a nod, she turned away, resting her head on his chest. Despite settling in to sleep, the young woman's mind was racing. What were they doing? This was crazy, what if someone saw them together? Bundled up like this, at the side of the road, under the clothes? What would they think? She swallowed. She knew exactly what they'd think. And with a start she realized that excited her. A long, awkward silence hung in the air. Lindsey did her best to ignore her racing thoughts and settle down to sleep. Despite the mountain of clothes, she found herself still shivering, and nuzzled deeper into Jackson for warmth. After a while, she glanced up to see snow covering the windows, cutting the pair of them off from the rest of the world. It was just her now. Her and Jackson. She felt a tingle ran down her spine. Well at least we don't have to worry about anyone looking in and getting the wrong idea, she thought to herself. Settling in, her mind started to wander. Trying not to think about Jackson, she found herself pondering the situation they found themselves in. What would happen if the sow hadn't cleared by the next morning? Would they need to call for help? What if it got even colder? A sudden memory passed through her head, of an old TV documentary about arctic explorers. She remembered that often, when trapped in cold climates, people would strip off and share body heat to keep themselves warm. Immediately, she felt her blush returning. Behind her, she felt Jackson's hands move lower down her back, to just above her ass, and she froze. A voice in the darkness, breathless, whispered. Uh, is this ok? My, uh, my arms were getting a little cramped;" Lindsey felt her breath catch in her throat. "Y-yeah, it's fine, don't worry." Instinctively, she shuffled her weight a bit, making it more comfortable for both of them. The two lay in silence for a bit longer, before Lindsey felt her own arms beginning to cramp, her hands on the seat taking most of her weight to keep it off Jackson. Readjusting, she let her body fall, and found her hands around his shoulders, holding him close. "Is that ok too?" She felt him nod underneath her and felt a sigh of relief escaped her lips. His soft voice filled the quiet again. "Sure. Don't worry about squishing me, you're; you're pretty light, you know;" The two chuckled and fell into silence again. Lindsey felt conflicted. She couldn't help but notice how firm his shoulders were, how warm and strong his arms around her felt. Soon, she found her mind wandering again, and quickly diverted her attention elsewhere. No, this was Jackson she was thinking about! She could never; could she? From under her, she felt Jackson shift, awkwardly, nervously, before speaking again. "Uh, hey Lindsey, are you; are you still cold?" Lindsey felt her heart beating like mad in her chest. "Y-yeah, a little. Actually." She thought about the arctic explorers again and bit her tongue. No, how could she even be thinking about that? But, if it kept them warmer; She didn't know what to do. On the one hand, she desperately wanted the warmth, on the other; "You know, um, one of the, I heard on tv once that, when people get stuck in the arctic they, uh; well;" Lindsey trailed off. Holy shit, what am I saying? Under her, she felt her best friend brace himself, unsure where she was going with this, and she bit her tongue again. Can't go back now... "Body heat gets kinda; you know; trapped by the, uh; by clothes; So they, uh; yeah" She couldn't bring herself to say it, the words kept getting caught in her mouth. A long pause sat frozen in the air. "So; should we?" "Y-yeah. Yeah, I; I heard the same thing. So; yeah. I think we should. You know; get, uh;" Jackson's voice trailed off, before returning with his trademark humor, although she could tell from his voice how painfully nervous he was. Just like her. "Besides, it's already pretty awkward, right? What's the harm? It's not like we've never seen each other naked before;" Even so, that was a long time ago, and they'd both changed a lot since then. Still, Lindsey couldn't deny the truth in Jackson words. With a breathless nod, she sat up, and the two friends began to undress. The young woman tried not to look as Jackson first stripped off his t-shirt, followed by his shorts. He paused, hands on the waistband of his boxers, and turned to her, still averting his gaze. "Uh, should we; I mean, we could keep our underwear on; But... "Yeah;" Lindsey's own breathless voice joined his. "I; I'm sure it; uh, it'll work better if there's nothing blocking the body heat; right?" "Yeah, yeah, I think so too;" As Jackson reached down and pulled off his underwear, Lindsey averted her eyes again. She couldn't deny that part of her wanted to see him, stripped naked before her, but she did her best to ignore it. "Just; promise not to look, ok?" Jackson nodded. Staring pointedly at the roof of the car, Lindsey swallowed nervously before unbuttoning her shirt, letting it fall into the foot well as she fiddled with the zipper of her jeans. Down to her underwear, she could feel the bitter cold attacking her bare skin, and the desire to get back under cover overpowered her nerves. Fiddling behind her back with numbing fingers, she struggled to unhook her bra, and when she finally did she let out a yelp of surprise as the fabric slipped from her hand, sending the item straight down onto Jackson's face. A frozen moment hung in the air, before the pair started laughing. Settling back down, Lindsey, reached down and slipped off her panties, the momentum of the moment carrying her forward before she could second guess herself. Hurriedly dragging the mountain of fabric back over themselves, the pair did their best to ignore the feeling of the other person's naked body, pressed so close to their own. But soon they were snuggled down again, and Lindsey couldn't deny the way her bare tits felt pressed against Jackson's chest, her nipples stiffened by the cold and unmistakable against his skin. If she'd felt strange before, it was nothing to how she felt now. In the dark, she could feel her cheeks burning bright red, and she desperately hoped Jackson couldn't see. Between them, her heartbeat pounded in her chest, mixing with Jackson's as the two childhood friends held onto each other, already feeling warmer. She could barely breathe as she slid her arms back over his shoulders, feeling his hands take hold on her waist once again. Even though they'd held each other this way only moments before, without their clothes it felt so much more intimate, and Lindsey, could feel the butterflies in her stomach reaching a fever pitch. Between my legs, she felt a tingling in her loins, and she bit her lip hard in an attempt to calm herself down. Truth be told, she'd never seen a man naked before; she'd never had a boyfriend stick around long enough to get that far. Underneath her, pressed against her thigh, she could feel something hard, and it took her a moment to realize what it was. Concealing a gasp, the young woman. Is that; it can't be? But then, what else could it be? Lindsey realized it could be only one thing; Jackson's penis! Underneath her, she felt her best friend shuffle uncomfortably, and his half-erect cock pressed against her thigh, only inches from her virgin pussy. Lindsey felt a thrill of excitement ripple through her, but she repressed it. She didn't know what to think. Did he; Like her? How long had he felt that way? Was he; thinking about her now? She knew that last part had to be true. After all, she was thinking about him, and it had to be hard to think of anything else with a naked girl pressed on top of you. She couldn't believe this was happening, could never have believed it would happen. Part of her leapt for joy, but the rest of her was just as confused as ever. Should she say something? Try to take it further? Settling her head down onto his chest, she whispered out to him in the dark. "We should; we should sleep." "Yeah; Sleep;" Underneath her, she felt his cock twitch, still pressed against her soft thigh. Despite her words, she knew she couldn't sleep like this. A minute passed. Then another. Soon, an hour had gone by, and Lindsey was still awake, staring silently at the back of the chairs in front. The two lay together, perfectly still, until a voice broke the silence. "Lindsey; Are you still awake?" The young woman froe. She didn't know whether to speak up, or stay silent. Underneath her, she could still feel his hard cock, throbbing against her leg, and how hot it was making her feel. Between her thighs, she could feel how damp her pussy had gotten, and she squeezed them tightly together in an attempt to relieve the pressure. It didn't work. A long moment passed, and she didn't hear anything else from him. She wondered if she should've spoken up, should've said something, should've confessed how she felt, and she was seconds away from opening her mouth when a sudden movement made her pause. Behind her, she felt the grip on her back tighten, and the hips underneath her shift, just enough for the hard shaft pressed against her leg to slip between her thighs. She felt like her heart was about to burst out of her mouth. The thick rod felt even hotter squeezed between her legs, the head ever so slightly damp against her skin. It felt; nice. Really nice. Then she felt him start to move. Lindsey had to bite her lip to stop herself moaning as between her legs, Jackson began to thrust, sliding his cock against her, as the pressure of her legs kept him upright and rock solid. Her heart stopped in her chest as she felt him moving. Oh my god. Oh my god, he's really doing it! Her brain went into overdrive, trying to make sense of what was happening as she felt his cock thrusting slowly, softly, between her thighs. She knew she had to say something, but she had no idea what, especially not now. The last thing she wanted was for him to stop. So, in a mixture of fear and excitement, she lay still, and silent. Her pussy was absolutely soaked. Her pelvis felt hot, incredibly hot, and she had to bite her lip to stop herself moaning in pleasure, the simple act of his thrusts sending her body into a state of near-ecstasy. God, she wanted him. Wanted to feel him inside her, taking her, taking her virginity and making her a woman. Words couldn't describe how badly she wanted Jackson to toss her onto her back, clamp her mouth shut, and pound himself into her till she came. She lay still for what felt like an eternity, just waiting for him to take it further, to force himself into her, before the pressure became too great, and she began moving her hips back in time with his. Slowly, gently, she raised them up as he pulled back, and let them fall down as he pushed up. Not by much, no more than an inch, but it was enough to make her pussy gush with anticipation. Underneath her, Jackson let out a groan and started to buck his hips faster. He must think I'm asleep, she thought to herself. Should I? Maybe I should tell him; But despite her thoughts, Lindsey did nothing. She felt his hands move down her body, across the small of her back to her ass, giving it a soft squeeze as he continued to fuck her thighs. His thrusts started to get longer, driving further up and down, and soon she felt his shaft pressed against her nether lips. The feeling of him so close to her virgin entrance was just too much, and Lindsey let out an involuntary mewl of arousal. Immediately, Jackson's movements stopped, and the young woman bit her lip. Damn it! Don't stop now! From the darkness, she heard a voice, shaking with nervousness. "Lindsey? A-are you awake?" "Don't stop;" was all she managed to say. The lust in her voice surprised even her, the shaky, drawn-out vowels and underlying moan sending ripples through both of them. Immediately, she felt Jackson's hands tense up, squeezing her ass, before his hips started to move again. The girl shut her eyes tight, still moving her hips, drawing him closer to her virgin entrance. She couldn't deny it anymore; she wanted him inside her, want him to make love to her, right there, on the backseat of his car! She loved him, deeply, desperately, and she'd do anything to take things further. "Please; Jackson;" "Yeah?" The young man's voice was as breathless as hers., the tip of his cock pressed firmly against her slit, his hips grinding up and down, grinding against hers, making her whole body shiver with arousal. "I want you to; to fuck me; please; I can't take it anymore!" Without a word, she felt him grab her hips firmly, and press himself against her entrance. Even if she'd wanted to, it was too late to turn back now. With a firm push on the small of her back, he raised his hips, and Lindsey cried out as she felt his cock sink into her virgin snatch, piercing her hymen and burying itself in her to the hilt. Slowly, she turned her head to look at Jackson, a look of absolute pleasure plastered on her features. She stared down for a long, silent moment, mouth hanging open and eyes wide, adjusting to the feeling of penetration, before reaching out and cupping his face, her best friend-turned-lover, and kissing him deeply. Between them, she could feel her walls relaxing around his girth, expanding to fit his thick member, and growing braver she began to over her hips once more, rolling them softly and mewling into his mouth as the two began to make love. Her movements were jerky and clumsy, but as she stared into Jackson's eyes, she could think of nothing but the love she felt for him. Holding on tight, she started to ride him fast, lifting her hips and letting them drop down again, feeling his firm shaft slide in and out of her sopping snatch. In response, Jackson began to move his hips too, thrusting up to meet her, pushing himself deep into his childhood friend before withdrawing. It took a while for the pair to find their rhythm, but soon they were fucking like crazy. Lindsey moaned loudly until Jackson pulled her head back towards him, pressing his lips to hers and kissing her more passionately than ever. As his cock sank into her over and over again, his tongue slipped into her mouth, tangling with hers as he took her virginity. She didn't know if he was still a virgin, but she honestly didn't care. "I wanted this for so long, Lindsey. Wanted you. I love you" "I, I love you too; I've l loved you; for years!" Lindsey's high-pitched voice mingled with her moans. "I'm sorry I pre; pretended to b-be asleep!" Her pussy was on fire, the sex felt better than anything she'd ever experienced before, and as she confessed her feelings for her best friend her movements only get faster, more desperate, pumping her hips as hard as she could while underneath her Jackson bucked and groaned. "I wanted to s-see how far you'd go; whether you.. wanted me too; I'm s-sorry;" She shut her eyes tight in shame, keeping her hips moving as best as she could. Just then, she felt Jackson grab her tight, and flip her onto her back, rolling on top of her and quickly forcing his cock back into her quivering pussy. Lindsey squealed, the sudden change of position exhilarating her, and she grabbed hold of his back as Jackson growled, pounding into her with a fury she'd never seen from him before. Legs up in the air, dangling uselessly, the young woman cried out in pain and pleasure as her lover buried his face in her neck, kissing and biting her as he fucked her mercilessly. Underneath her, she felt his hand still groping at her ass, and as he drove his cock into the deepest parts of your aching pussy, she could only moan and mewl. With his cock thrusting deeply in and out of her, she was helpless to do anything but shake your hips back up in time, squealing and moaning in erotic ecstasy. In the heat of the moment, she barely registered her legs, wrapping around him, keeping him deep inside her as she clung on to his back for dear life, panting and moaning like a bitch in heat. Inside her, she could feel the first sparks of climax beginning to ignite, and she cried out into Jackson's ear as he dominated her, the man of her dreams, her childhood best friend. "Yes! Fuck me, fuck me, Jackson! I love you, I love you so much! Fuck me!" Above her, she felt his pace start to falter, and she wrapped herself even tighter around him. Completely lost in the pleasure, his face buried in her neck as she hung on tight to his shoulders, she knew he must be getting close too. Each deep thrust sent new waves through her, and with each passing second, she felt her climax rising. "Yes! Yes! Yes, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, I’m gonna!" With a sudden cry, she felt herself crash over the edge, her whole body spasming as a wave of incredible pleasure washed over her, dulling her senses as she began to cum. She let out a shriek of ecstasy as her lower body began to rock and shudder, squeezing her pussy around her lover's cock as she came. The ripples of pleasure exploded throughout her entire body, sending her muscles spasming and her legs shaking around his waist. She felt her back arching painfully as her body, wracked with pleasure, crashed through her climax, her entire being seized by spasms as the walls of her pussy quivered and contracted. Through the chaos of her climax, she was dimly aware of Jackson fighting against his own orgasm, trying to pull himself out before he blew his load inside her, but her legs wrapped so tightly around him kept him buried inside. Digging her nails into his back, she wailed out through her orgasm "Cum in me! Cum in me! Do it, please!" Finally, she felt his hips slam forward one last time, his cock pushed deep, deep inside her, as the warmth of his cum began to spread throughout her abdomen. The feeling of being cream-pied only made her cum harder, and a second wave of spasms crashed across her. By the time the two of them were finished, Jackson was well and truly spent, his balls thoroughly emptied into Lindsey's tight teen twat. As their orgasms subsided, he collapsed on top of her, panting as his semen pooled inside her pussy. "Wow;" Lindsey lay beneath him, unable to speak, just panting happily with a smile on her lips. She pulled him in close so she could kiss him again, before wrapping her arms around him, holding him in a tight embrace. "Yeah; What a way to stay warm;" Jackson chuckled at that. "You; you really wanted me for that long?" Lindsey nodded. "For as long as I can remember;" She felt him sigh, and she giggled as he ruffled her hair. "God, I love you Linds;" "I love you too;" leaning up, she planted a kiss on his cheek. Words could describe how happy she was. No, not happy, overjoyed. "You know; something tells me the snows not gonna let up anytime soon;" She gave him a wink. "And there's a lot of other stuff I've always wanted to try. Jackson laughed again, nuzzling back into her neck as he kissed her, his skin hot against hers. As he moved, his softening cock slipped free of her pussy, followed by a thin trail of semen, which ran out of her and began pooling on the car seat below. Lindsey smiled. "You came inside;" She didn't sound angry, or surprised, just; content "Yeah, I guess I did; Not that I had much choice, the way you were clinging to me." He nibbled her ear softly before whispering into it. "But I really liked it;" Lindsey let out a contented mewl. "Me too, it felt amazing;" I giggle softly, and snuggle closer "But something tells me I should start taking birth control from now on. You wouldn't want to fuck a baby into your best friend, now would you?" She laughed again, feeling his cock stiffen underneath her in response. "So, you ready for round two?" Based on a post by LindseyLuv, for Literotica.

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In this special Christmas episode of the Rooted Parent Podcast, father and veteran youth pastor Syler Thomas join Cameron and Anna to discuss about the misadventures of Kevin McAllister and his family. They talk about parenting failures, regrets, and redemption, and how, because of Christ, we are not condemned for our shortcomings as moms and dads.  Home Alone: We are All Kevins by Matt Brown The Anxious Generation: How the Great Rewiring of Childhood Is Causing an Epidemic of Mental Illness by Jonathan Haidt Follow us @rootedministry!Subscribe to the Rooted Parent Podcast wherever you listen to podcasts. Romans 8:31-37Psalm 61:1-4 Romans 8 for ParentsWhy Teenagers Need to Know that God is For Us by Steve Eatmon Mom and Dad, Nothing Can Separate You from the Love of Christ by Dan Hallock Follow @therootedministry on Instagram for more updates Register for Rooted 2025 Conference in Chicago

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Send us a textMaria can't wait for the Shoebox Kids skating party—but a squabble with her brother, a mean word on a foggy window, and a lie to avoid blame spoil the fun. Later, a call from Mrs. Shue and a heartfelt talk with Dad help Maria see how even “small” lies break trust. She prays, apologizes to Mom and Chris, and discovers a “Jesus footprint” in her life: the courage to tell the truth. A warm story about honesty, making things right, and noticing how Jesus helps us do the hard but good thing.Talk about it:Why did Maria choose to lie, and how did it affect her family?What does Dad mean about trust when someone lies “once in a while”?What is a “Jesus footprint,” and where did Maria see one?Who do you need to apologize to—or tell the truth to—this week?Visit our website: kathyskidsstorytime.orgWe'd love to hear from you.To reach us quickly, click the “Send us a text” link at the top of the episode description.Or write to us by mail:Kathy's Kids StorytimePO Box 44270Charlotte, NC 28215-0043

Here's what we're reading, recommending, and revisiting this week.Catherine's library find is a couple of titles that take inspiration from literary classics: Texts from Jane Eyre: And Other Conversations with Your Favorite Literary Characters by Daniel M. Lavery (from 2014) and Ladies in Waiting: Jane Austen's Unsung Characters, a recently published anthology of nine tales. Mentioned: The Mr. Darcy and Miss Tilney mystery series. ​Terri's random recommendation is Mystic Monk Coffee. Her shipment finally arrived, after taking a detour from New Jersey to New Hampshire and back again, and she's pleased with the flavors. (But also, someone stop her before she orders more coffee.)In the archives, we checked in on an episode from 2017 on making kids' issues our own. Mentioned: "I Miss My Ex's Dad" from Saturday Night Live.Next week's lineup:Lost S4 E7, "Ji Yeon," on Tuesday, December 16The Lowdown S1 E5, "This Land?," on Wednesday, December 17Weekly roundup on Thursday, December 18Until then (and anytime you're in need), the archives are available.

Trevor Harris is flying solo this week since the Dunkin' Dad is out on assignment. Trevor does a short recap of the Eagles-Chargers game. He talks about the college Football Playoff and why he's happy that Notre Dame is out! We discuss more about it since the Miami Hurricanes are in with Hollywood from the Joe Rose Show on 104.3 wqam. We also have John Silva from We Raider Podcast as we discuss what's wrong with the Raiders, talk about the Eagles, and the Raiders. We also have a Recurring Guest from ESNY NY live from the winter meetings in Orlando, Florida, talking about MLB news. Trevor ends the show with the latest in NHL news

Today Your Mom and Dad cover episodes 10 and 11 of Love is Blind Season 9 - andddd half of the cast is breaking up days before the wedding! They discuss why these breakups had their jaws on the floor, questions and theories they have, why they think none of these couples should get married, and much more! ***Tune in Friday (12/12) for the Finale Recap (Weddings/Reunion) of LIB Season 9! SEND A “CALL HOME” VOICEMAIL QUESTION HERE: https://www.speakpipe.com/yourmomanddad  Check out our dear friend/chosen family member's podcast here (listen to the end of our podcast today to find out more): https://open.spotify.com/show/0A8YaDyvd5Z1Yoiatbo7NC  THANKS TO OUR SPONSORS: ***AURA FRAMES: Exclusive $35 off Carver Mat at https://on.auraframes.com/MOMDAD with promo Code MOMDAD ***ARTICLE: Get $50 off your first purchase of $100 or more at https://www.ARTICLE.COM/MOMDAD and the discount will be automatically applied at checkout! ***STORYWORTH: Save $10 or more during their Holiday sale when you go to https://www.STORYWORTH.com/momdad ***HUNGRYROOT: For a limited time get 40% off your first box PLUS get a free item in every box for life at https://www.Hungryroot.com/momdad with code momdad

Lunchbox wants Bobby to have a Dad-chelor party before having his first kid. Bobby and Amy share 3 things that are on their mind right now including why Amy is wondering if we should be worried about our jobs. Amy shared her experience sitting next to a guy on a flight and he was looking at 'sexy' things on Instagram. She found it creepy and uncomfortable. In the Anonymous Inbox, a listener is trying to talk his friend out of using an engagement ring to also be his soon to be fiance's Christmas present. In the Bobby Feud, can you name the best 10 Christmas songs of all-time?See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

If you’re managing kids, traditions, expectations, and still trying to find a moment for yourself... WELCOME TO THE TRIBE! This week, Good Moms chat about their Crenshaw mall holiday pictures with Black Santa, mom gift-buying guilt, their "I still dont like YOU!" list and some HO-HO-HOLIDAY WHORIES. You can expect to hear: Family Pictures with Black Santa at the Crenshaw mall The pressure to buy the “right” gifts, the procrastination that always wins, and raising kids who suddenly dress like mini adults Why psilocybin, Christmas lights, and budget décor somehow feel like self-care this time of year Go-to holiday DRANKS (coquito, eggnog + Henny, whiskey season) for when bedtime can’t come fast enough! Their holiday alter-egos, from leather-and-lipstick Santa fantasies to “baking in lingerie” energy Holiday party stories that prove moms were out here living long before mom life A Tarot pull that brings in balance, patience, and choosing the high road… even when it’s hard Check out our merch store!!! Holiday gifts for literally everyone you may know: Good Mom, Dad, Kid, Auntie...etc. Use code CYBERMONDAY for 40% off at checkout. If you’ve ever felt torn between loving the season and being overwhelmed by it, this episode will make you feel seen, supported, and part of a community that gets it. Share it with a friend though

In a Very Special Beanus Episode of the otherwise-dormant Tales from the Pit, Michael links up with longtime Small Beans community member nekomander to pick her brain about her father's recent passing. This is done for totally selfish reasons, but that doesn't mean you won't also benefit from the conversation. Please consider donating to neko's kickstarter if you find it a fruitful listen! It'll help defray the cost of interring her Dad's remains: https://www.gofundme.com/f/support-dinos-critical-care-family-travel?lang=en_US

Today we're feeling the warm and fuzzies for our parents (hi, Mom and Dad!) and sharing the things we're grateful that they taught us, from the little things to the big. Plus how we're carrying those things forward in our own families.Just for Friends of the Show on Patreon, we're each sharing something we definitely learned about what not to do by watching our parents.See full show notes on our website: 10 Things We Learned From Our ParentsBecome a Friend of the Show! Join our Patreon community and get bonus content.Connect with us on Instagram: @higirlsnextdoorWe love to get your emails: higirlsnextdoor@gmail.comYour reviews on Apple Podcasts or where ever you listen really help the show – thank you!And, read Kelsey's RISING*SHINING blog and Substack. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.