🪱 Lil Treasures #141: Tator Tots and Life as A Worm
We're talking bad date stories and Bethamphetamine
Hello my beloved treasures! I sent these email greetings to you from the shores of the Gulf of Mexico, where I am knee-deep in my mastermind retreat. This is our fourth year together and while I am excited about executing BIZZNASS plans, I am equally as excited to eat a bunch of snack foods and stare at a large body of water with my ladies.
I hope you all have a lovely weekend with all the things you want: whether that’s downtime or a soccer win or a movie or a puzzle. Or perhaps all those things. Cannot wait to read your treasures, although I will be late this week due to being out of town. And now, here are mine!
This week’s treasures:
✝️ Hannah Anderson wrote a very important piece in Christianity Today about her journey to starting seminary and the trials of women pursuing higher theological education. It was seriously so good. You can read the article here!
📒My talented friend Retha Nichole, who is a business coach and who has changed my life with her Sunday Planning™ method, has started a brand-new community dedicated to those of us who would like to be more intentional about getting organized and having accountability in our Sunday Planning journey. You can join the SP Circle Community for only $7 a month!
⛪ This story from this past week about a couple in Tennessee who went on their first date AFTER MIDNIGHT to a church to play the piano, and then stole some Bibles on their way out? And a communion plate? Their dreamy first date ended with them both getting arrested. If you have a crazy first date story, please share it in the comments! Hopefully there was less jail time in yours but I want to hear them alllllll. Mine is that I went on a date with a boy and he jokingly said he’d leave me on the side of the highway based on a movie opinion. Our fake-fight slowly escalated into a game of one-upmanship that led no one wanting to call the others bluff. He stopped on the side of the road, I got out and shut the door, and he drove away. He said his plan was to immediately turn around at the next street, but another car pulled over and asked me if I needed a ride. You’ve never in your whole life seen someone slam on the brakes and reverse like my date did. I briefly considered getting in the car with a stranger to teach my date a lesson, but thankfully I did not. He drove me home in silence and we never went on another date again.
💛 This week in the Swipe Up+ we talked about Parenting a Kid with ADHD. If you want to take part in this conversation (or have a wealth of resources you are willing to share) we’d love for you to come hang with us behind the paywall!
🪱 I eagerly followed this hilarious journey of a guy who imagines his life if his girlfriend was a worm.
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Have a marvelous weekend, pals! I can’t wait to read your treasures and horrible first date stories! Xoxo.
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Do you know where Hannah Anderson is starting seminary?
When I was in college, I dated a guy who made good money. He dressed nice, drove a fancy car, everthang. I was like, "Dang! What a catch!" He took me to Joe's Crab Shack (which was high dollar dining since we lived in a small town surrounded by other small towns and had to travel to "the big city" to find anywhere that wasn't a McDonalds). One thing about me, I leeeeeeeeeerv (love) me some crab legs. So, of course, I got a ton of them. I was a broke college student, and I mostly went on dates for the free food. While I chowed down on crab unashamedly, he made multiple comments about how unlady-like I was being, but tried to pass them off as jokes. Annoying, yes, but I was getting free crab so I didn't care.
Then we went to the mall because he needed to get some clothes. He prided himself on having the longest debit card pin number you could get and told me if I watched him and could remember what it was, he'd buy me whatever I wanted. I could not remember. (Honestly, I was in a bit of a post-crab-ready-for-a-nap state) Every time he would use his card, he'd laugh and say, "Now, pay attention. Can you get it? Ah, too bad. Better luck next time." With every store (and there were far too many stores) I was having less and less fun.
Eventually, he told me, "It's okay, you'll never get my pin number. It's so secure. But I'll still get you whatever you want. Pick anything."
Now. This sounds like a dream, right? A guy takes you to the mall and is like, "Buy whatever you want"? But when it's after a meal where you've been teased constantly (he was also rude to the waiter) and then you're full and sleepy and dragged around a mall playing this stupid "guess my pin number" game and then told, "Pick ANYTHING" but you're a people pleaser and this is your FIRST DATE with the guy and you barely know him and you don't know if you should go for something super expensive or if you should choose something more middle of the road but none of the stores you're in are stores you would shop in anyways so there's nothing really you want...
It was stressful to say the least.
I finally got a shirt just to shut him up and get the date over with. He scoffed at my choice, "This? This is it? This isn't even expensive? You're so cheap!" We never went out again.
(I still had the shirt when I started dating my now husband a few years later and he always said it was his favorite shirt on me.)
There was also a guy who, while we were eating ice cream at Dairy Queen, if I listened to the rock band Anberlin. I told him I'd never heard of them. Later, when we were driving around in his car, a song came on that I loved. When I excitedly said, "Omg I LOVE this song!" he looked at me like I was the biggest idiot and said, "This is Anberlin. The band you said you'd never heard of." (In my defense, I had only heard the song on the radio and a CD a friend had burnt me, so I never knew the title of it or who the band was and WHO WOULD PRETEND NOT TO KNOW OF A BAND IN THE FIRST PLACE???) Again, we never made it past the first date.