tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61362082011-09-08T08:22:50.509-05:00self-aggrandizing personified, by a southern bellewandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16336145117656216652noreply@blogger.comBlogger6151100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136208.post-44736216039942702562007-05-30T19:11:00.001-05:002007-05-30T19:11:59.878-05:00

Hello !! Anybody out there? I sure would like to hear from anyone who stops by!!

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we sleep...my hair tickles his facebefore I close my eyesmy body fits the grooveof his armsbefore i sleep.his smell fills meas our breathing becomes steady and deepi press his body to mineas we begin to dream.we lie in each other's arms,in the position we have memorized,because it feels right.we feel love.i close my eyes and seeour past, present, and future.they are interwoven togetherwith our

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Your Hidden TalentYou're super sensitive and easily able to understand situations.You tend to solve complex problems in a flash, without needing a lot of facts.Decision making is easy for you. You have killer intuition.The right path is always clear, and you're a bit of a visionary.What's" Your Hidden Talent?

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Men and puppies...they are.....surprisingly alike!Let's clear one thing up...men are not dogs.Well... some are.But most men... they are more like puppies than dogs.I think of dogs as deliberate. When dogs are "bad," they behave that way knowingly.... in order to get away with something. Puppies do not. Puppies, most often, don't really know any better.For instance,-Puppies love puppy chow. If you

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She's BaccckkkkkHey y'all I'm thinking of making a comeback. Thought I'd test the waters and see if anybody out there still cares what I think or what I have to say. Y'all let me know, okay?I'll start by sharing this little story with ya.Chocolate SingsRecently I had a date for lunch with friends. Mae, a little old lady about 80 years old, came along with them--All in all, a pleasant bunch.

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How was he to knowI unlike the otherswould not trample on his heartin my quest for freedomBefore I could offer my handhe drew first bloodsatisfied that tonight he would be the victorMy steps falteredthe venom took it's holdI battled to remain uprightoutlast the inevitableEyelids slowly closingSlipping softly to the groundMy breaths turned into gaspsAs I lay therelife slowly ebbing awaymy eyes

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The anger within rolls upon me as an approaching storm, dark clouds moving with a flash of light, quick and then gone only to return, a harshness of words like the howling wind, destructive presence and forceful furyis this who I have becomeor who I've always been

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let's paint a portrait you and Iusing no colors from yesterdayworking only with what we have todayno future, no past, no promises, no returnsjust for a little whilelet our thoughts run wildimagine the possiblitiesflights of fantasyjust for tonightlet's pretend,pretend you care, and that I don'tlive in the momentlets pretend,pretend we've never been hurt,we've never loved and lostjust for tonight

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for so long i waitedhoping everydayyou would see meyour eyes would turn my way a smile a glacean acknowledgementi yearned for just one lookassurance i was not invisible i practiced what i'd sayshould you ever look my way hours, days go bylate at night i lay awake and crywhy God, whycan't he seewho i amwhy can't he see me today that look cameat last you saw meyou looked so surprised but you

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when you see the one you love.. with the one they loveyour wanting someone so bad, but you just can't have them going to sleep thinking about them knowing theyre thinking about someone else  something inside you dies a piece at a time until there are no more pieces then you take your emptiness wrap it around you and you die inside

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Sometimes it feels like life just gets too hard,too messyto make sense of it all.There are timeswhere all you can dois to simply let go and move ongather courage togetherand choose a directionthat carries you toward a new dawnWe can't change yesterday,but, we do have the powerto make today a wonderful dayand to fill our tomorrows with hope So keep putting one footin front of the otherand taking

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Life ain't always beautiful Sometimes it's just plain hard Life can knock you down, it can break your heart Life ain't always beautiful You think you're on your way And it's just a dead end road at the end of the day But the struggle makes you stronger And the changes make you wise And happiness has it's own way of takin' it sweet time No,life aint always beautiful Tears will fall sometimes Life

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What Does Love MeanA group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, "What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think: From the mouths of babes... "When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time,

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Stages of DrunkenessStage 1 -- SMARTThis is when you suddenly become an expert on every subject in the known Universe. You know everything and want to pass on your knowledge to anyone who will listen. At this stage you are always RIGHT. And of course the person you are talking to is very WRONG. This makes for an interesting argument when both parties are SMART.(this does NOT happen to me)Stage 2

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Older WomenAndy Rooney says,(I always knew Andy was a smart guy, this proves it!)"As I grow in age, I value older womenmost of all. Here are just a few reasons why."An older woman will never wake you in the middle of thenight to ask, "What are you thinking?" She doesn't carewhat you think.An older woman knows herself well enough to be assuredin who she is, what she is, what she wants and

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I can't help it I just love these guys!

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FINE - this is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut upFIVE MINUTES - If she is getting dressed it means half an hour,BUT if you have been given 5 more minutes to wach the game before helping around the house..it MEANS 5..literallyNOTHING - This is the calm before the storm. This means "something" and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with "

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MargaritavilleNibblin' on sponge cake, watchin' the sun bake; All of those tourists covered with oil. Strummin' my six string on my front porch swing. Smell those shrimp-- They're beginnin' to boil. Wasted away again in Margaritaville, Searchin' for my long lost shaker of salt. Some people claim that there's a woman to blame, But I know it's nobody's fault. Don't know the reason, Stayed here all

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Off the Florida Keys There's a place called Kokomo That's where you wanna go to get away from it all Bodies in the sand Tropical drink melting in your hand We'll be falling in love To the rhythm of a steel drum band Down in Kokomo Aruba Jamaica ooo I wanna take you To Bermuda Bahama come on pretty mama Key Largo, Montego baby why don't we go Ooo I wanna take you down to Kokomo We'll get there

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There are people who can walk away from you.Hear me when I tell you this! When people can walk away from you: let them walk.DON'T try to talk another person into staying with you, loving you, calling you, caring about you, coming to see you, staying attached to you. Hang up the phone.LET THEM GO!When people can walk away from you let them walk. Your destiny is never tied to anybody that would

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jeal·ous: adj. 1. Fearful or wary of being supplanted; apprehensive of losing affection or position. 2. Resentful or bitter in rivalry; envious: jealous of the success of others. Inclined to suspect rivalry. 3. Having to do with or arising from feelings of envy, apprehension, or bitterness: jealous thoughts.Jealousy sucks. I mean seriously. How can you be jealous of someone that is just not in

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This is Easter weekend. Easter is, if nothing else about redemption, and renewal. It's about sacrifice and forgiveness. About the greatest love one person can have for another. It is also about life and death. Most of all It's about finding the strength and courage to move on after a great loss. Death, that ominously, dark cloaked spirit and I are no strangers. My first encounter with him,

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Well, it's clear the time to say goodbye has come. Apparently I've lost my place in the virtual community. Oh well, I guess nothing lasts forever.

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Apparently I need to heed my own advice (ya'll keep it between the ditches). I never made it to see Gary. I'm not even going to go into why. Q.Why is divorce so expensive?A. Because it's worth it.Q. What's a mixed feeling?A. When you see your mother-in-law backing off a cliff in your new car.Q. What's the height of conceit?A. Having an orgasm and calling out your own name.Q. What's the

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I'm off to Panama City today. Going to see Gary Allan (yep, the guy ^ there) in concert tonight. I'm so excited. Ya'll keep it between the ditches while I'm away.

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Forgive, sounds goodForget, I’m not sure I couldThey say time heals everythingBut I’m still waitingI’m through with doubtThere’s nothing left for me to figure outI’ve paid a priceAnd I’ll keep payingI’m not ready to make niceI’m not ready to back downI’m still mad as hell andI don’t have time to go round and round and roundIt’s too late to make it rightI probably wouldn’t if I could‘Cause I’m mad

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Saturday night while dancing with a tall, dark, handsome man, he leaned down and whispered in my ear, "Honey, you're a dangerous woman", I laughed and said, "You have no idea how dangerous I could be, under the wrong circumstances". We both laughed and left it at that. I've been thinking about that ever since. What's wrong with me? Why am I suddenly behaving like a silly teenager? What's

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Another record breaking Rattlesnake Rodeo! I've never seen so many people in this little small town. There were people here from as far away as Colorado and Montana. You have no idea how much those westerners love rattlesnakes. Is it just me or do the men from out west just age better and slower? Now let me tell you about Joe. I'm just guessing here, but I'd bet he won't be forgetting good

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Whoopie, it's that time again!The Rattlesnake Rodeo is here. This handsome fellow is going to be entertaining us...Joe NicholsJoe has some awesome songs. Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off, What's A Guy Gotta Do, and of course The Impossible, which is what you hear playing. I have VIP tickets,(which means I get a meet & greet/upclose and personal with him) and friends coming in from out of town.

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it took 10,000 angels to walk me outta there...No Man Woman In His Her Wrong HeartOn the inside flap of a matchbook cover He made me the kind of offer No woman in a weak state could outrun I tried to think what a lady would say For turnin' that kind of opportunity away I tried my best to tell him I'm not the right one Like no woman in her wrong heart would've done I said no thank you Like no

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1st---Martha's Way* *Stuff a miniature marshmallow in the bottom of a sugar cone to prevent ice cream drips. Now---Maxine's Way * ***Just suck the ice cream out of the bottom of the cone, for Pete's sake! You are probably lying on the couch with your feet up eating it, anyway! *To keep potatoes from budding, place an apple in the bag with the potatoes. **Buy Hungry Jack mashed potato mix, keep

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Value of a Drink "Sometimes when I reflect back on all the wine I drink I feel shame Then I look into the glass and think about the workers in the vineyards and all of their hopes and dreams . If I didn't drink this wine, they might be out of work and their dreams would be shattered. Then I say to myself, "It is better that I drink this wine and let their dreams come true than be selfish

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I suppose I should say losing pounds. I have lost a few.Although reading posts like the one by Mary Lou doesn't help(really Mary Lou, cream cheese frosting and graham crackers!). Now I'm not going to tell you how many pounds have gone searching for a new butt to attach themselves too (don't blame me Mary Lou if they come knocking on YOUR door). I will tell you there are two fewer inches on me

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Inquiring minds want to know...1. When I burn a bull on the altar as a sacrifice(it is okay to EAT said sacrifice, right), I know it creates a pleasing odor for the Lord (Leviticus 1: 9). The problem is my neighbors. They claim the odor is not pleasing to them. Should I smite them? (Everytime we cook-out there's this neighbor that shows up wantin' to know what's up, please tell me I can smite him

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An old enemy of mine came visiting this past week. She comes around every now and then. I never know when she'll show up on my doorstep. One morning I'll wake up and there she is. Sitting beside my bed, daring me to just try and get up. She's holds me down, pressing in on me with all her negativity, all her pessimism. "No one cares what you do," she says. "Do you really think they even care if

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I believe, we don't have to change friends,if we understand, friends changeI believe no matter how good a friend isthey're going to hurt you once in a whileand we must forgive them thatI believe true friendship continues to groweven over the longest distanceSame goes for true loveI believe you can do something in an instantthat will give you heartache for lifeI believe it will take me a

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You are Dance.You prize grace, action and immediacy, but this does not mean you are impatient. You are physical in your expression, although you tend to be (but are not always) abstract. You get along well with Music and Sculpture.Take this quiz!

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I've dealt with my ghosts and I've faced all my demonsFinally content with a past I can't changeI've found you can find strength in your moments of weaknessFor once I'm at peace with myselfI've been burdened with blame, trapped in the past for too longI'm movin' onI've lived in this place and I know all the facesEach one is different but they're always the sameThey mean me no harm but it's time

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or 50, maybe even 60This post is dedicated to David. When I hear this song he's the first person who comes to mind. I think he'd have been an awesome pirate.Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall You've seen it all, you've seen it all Watched the men who rode you switch from sails to steam And in your belly you hold the treasures

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Wanna hear about my dreams of late? Cheeseburger In ParadiseTried to amend my carnivorous habits Made it nearly seventy days Losin' weight without speed, eatin' sunflower seeds Drinkin' lots of carrot juice and soakin' up rays But at night I'd had these wonderful dreams Some kind of sensuous treat Not zuchinni, fettucini or bulghar wheat But a big warm bun and a huge hunk of meat Chorus:

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The Purpose Driven Life"The brightest light has gone out. We will forever celebrate her loving spirit."--Robin Williams"She showed us all the true power of love. (She was) an unflinching optimist, who never let anything get her down, and if she did she never showed us."--Jane Seymour"Despite the adversity that she faced, Dana bravely met these challenges and was always an extremely devoted wife,

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It was inevitiable. Sooner or later I was gonna have a bad day. Yesterday sucked. One big major annoyance (one of these day's I'm actually going to balance my checkbook and it's going to be RIGHT). A few minor aggravations. Fortunately no major setback on the personal front. I've got my music, I've got my friends, and I've got my faith. This too shall pass. For now I'll share this with ya...

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What can I say? It's Monday. Robby and I went out to eat yesterday. Yes, I have a son still willing to be seen in public with his Mother. Will wonders never cease?We went to Ryan's. Ryan's is one of those smorgasbord places. There are islands of food, and tons of food on those islands. Every thing from mac & cheese to steak. I won't even mention the dessert bar. For someone on a diet, it's

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One True FriendI met this stranger waiting for a planelaid over in Dallascan't recall his namesomething he told me stuck in my mindhe said, Sonconsider yourself lucky if you ever findone True Friendwith you till the endsomebody who's on your side through any fight your inrise or fall you've got it allyou've got it allif in this life You find justone true friendsome people never know a friend like

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Over the past few years I've spoken more than once about my marriage. I know I've created the impression that it's been pretty bad. In all honesty, I have to admit that's pretty close to the truth. But, as with all truths there is more than one side to the story. It hasn't been all bad. While visiting [Cowboy] Joe's blog today I heard the song that's playing (Look At Us). It brought back a rush

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For well over a year I've been ranting, raving, bitching, and screaming, "People wake up, something valuable is at stake here...". Very few people paid any attention to me. They laugh me off as some kind of crazy Liberal nut. When I wrote about the so called Christian-right and their determination to take over the 'moral highground'. Most everyone just blew me off. Remember when I ranted

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I hope you never lose your sense of wonder You get your fill to eat But always keep that hunger May you never take one single breath for granted God forbid love ever leave you empty handed I hope you still feel small When you stand by the ocean Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance I hope

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I've spent the last ten years of my life feeling sad, lonely, depressed, anxious, and afraid. At some point I must have decided, this is it. This, is all there is to the rest of my life. I guess I gave up. I haven't really been living, it's been more like just existing. Eating (LOTS of eating) sleeping, watching television, fiddling around on the internet, and a part time job that's going

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Sometimes people who seem to be fairly intelligent will do incredibly stupid things. I am living proof of this. I know the stories about people losing their jobs over blogs. I have experienced firsthand what happens when family members stumble across one's blog. You'd think I'd have remembered. The thing is I've been so caught up in my own little changing world, I'd forgotten. Reality came

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How many dogs does it take to change a light bulb?1. Golden Retriever: The sun is shining, the day is young, we've got our whole lives ahead of us, and you're inside worrying about a stupid burned out bulb?2. Border Collie: Just one, and then I'll replace any wiring that's not up to code. 3. Dachshund: You know I can't reach that stupid lamp! 4. Rottweiler: Make me. 5. Boxer: Who cares? I can

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Do you have feelings of inadequacy? Do you suffer from shyness? Do you sometimes wish you were more assertive? If you answered yes to any of these questions, ask your doctor or pharmacist about Tequila.Tequila is the safe, natural way to feel better and more confident about yourself and your actions. Tequila can help ease you out of your shyness and let you tell the world that you're ready and

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Okay, here's your chance. Tell me what you REALLY think.JOHARIYes, that means all five of you who still visit me these days.

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Okay, soooo apparently we don't ALL get into those mushy love songs. I can understand that. It's been a long time since I could appreciate a sweet sexy song about two people in love. Life will do that to you.If I were to pick a song that summed up how I feel these days, it would have to be this song by Lorrie Morgan I Didn't Know My Own Strength I've been livin' with a heart on the

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If you have dial-up you may not be able to view the video, but give it a few minutes to download anyway. Trust me it'll be worth the wait.Must Be Doin Something Right...A woman is mysteryA man just can't understandSometimes all it takes to please herIs the touch of your handAnd other times you gotta take it slowAnd hold her all night longHeaven knows there's so many waysA man can go wrongMust be

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I got nothing, not even a decent Friday Five. So I'll give you five weird facts. Enjoy.Did you know turkey's can reproduce without having sex? Good grief can you just imagine?In India, pajamas are considered acceptable as daytime wearing apparel. I am sooo thinking I could live there.In 1976 an LA secretary named Jannene Swift officially married a 50 pound rock in a ceremony witnessed by more

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I found this over at Monica'sI don't think there is such a thing as a perfect partner. I'm not perfect and I certainly don't expect anyone else to be. We all stumble and fall along the way. The important thing is that we learn to forgive and to let go of the hurt. However a man who possesses the qualities I'll list would be close enough to perfect for me.1.) Compassion. I can't imagine life

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Today is Valentines Day, and I hope everyone who passes this way is blessed with someone in their life to share this day with. Not just a lover, but friends and family as well.As I sat trying to think of something to share with you, I came across this song, and it just seems to reflect so well where I'm at in my life right now. I have an old blue chair, and while it's not a rocking chair it is

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Someone once said, "The saddest thing in the world, is loving someone who used to love you". I'd have to argue with that, because while having a broken heart may be sad, it's not the 'saddest' thing in the world. That would have to be the eyes of a child when they experience pain. Whether that pain is physical or emotional. Maybe emotional is worse. Children have short memories when it comes to

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Stolen from Joe Advanced Global Personality Test Results Extraversion |||||||||||| 46% Stability |||||||||||||| 56% Orderliness |||||||||| 40% Accommodation |||||||||||||| 56% Interdependence |||||||||||| 50% Intellectual |||||||||| 36% Mystical |||||||||||| 43% Artistic |||||||||| 36% Religious |||||||||||| 50% Hedonism |||||| 23% Materialism |||||||||||| 43%

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Why don't we liberate these United States,We're the ones that need it worst.Let the rest of the world help us for a change,And let's rebuild America first.Our highways an' bridges are fallin' apart:Who's blessed an' who has been cursed?There's things to be done all over the world,But let's rebuild America first.Who's on the Hill and who's watchin' the valley?An' who's in charge of it all?God

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Sometimes when you've been in pain so long, you almost forget what it feels like to be happy. To have hope in your life. Then something happens and life begins to take on a new look for you. In the excitement of the moment, it's easy to forget those who've stood by you through the long dark days of sadness. The people who endured your endless negativity, your whining, your depression that

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It was no accident me finding youSomeone had a hand in itLong before we ever knewNow I just can't believe you're in my lifeHeaven's smilin` down on meAs I look at you tonightI tip my hat to the keeper of the starsHe sure knew what he was doin'When he joined these two heartsI hold everythingWhen I hold you in my armsI've got all I'll ever needThanks to the keeper of the starsSoft moonlight on your

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There's a new wind blowing like I've never knownI'm breathing deeper than I've ever doneAnd it sure feels good to finally feel the way I doI'm letting go of all my lonely yesterdaysI'm forgiven myself for the mistakes I've madeThere's so much I wanna doI'm so impatient, I want tomorrow to be todayReality is a damper on my parade of dreamsThis livin one day at a time is really hard to doThere's a

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This past week has been an excercise in discovery. At least for me. I don't know if it's the change in me, or if there's something in the atmosphere. Whatever it is I hope it last. Forever!You know sometimes people will surprise you. You think you know someone, know how they will react,then they'll do the damnedest thing. Just knock you right off your feet.A few weeks ago someone from my past

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1.) List one person you've lost touch with that you will look up. Chris2.) List two places you want to go. Whidbey Island, WA Maine3.) List three habits you want to change. Being negative ProcrastinatingBeing stubborn 4.) List four things you hope to learn.To danceTo forgiveTo have more faith in myselfHow to live on a budget 5.) List five books you want to read this year.1.The

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Want to know my opinion of the REAL State of the Union? Read all about it HERE .

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[Starting Over-part 2]Looking back I realize that baby probably saved my life. Once I faced the reality of my situation, I knew I had to quit smoking (well the pot anyway) drinking, and the partying. It wasn't easy. But there was a child and I had to do what I had to do.Being a person with an addictive personalyity I needed a fix. Bad. It was then I discovered the warmth, and comfort of

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Today is my birthday. I'm 49. In a way, I guess you'd say I'm in the middle of my life. Have you ever stopped in the middle of something and ask yourself, "How did I get here,"? I've been doing that a lot lately. Wondering how did I let my life come to this. As a young girl I dreamed of being a dancer. Sadly I had no talent for dancing. Sing, I can do. Like an angel. Or so I've been told.

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A US grand jury in Guam opened an investigation of controversial lobbyist Jack Abramoff more than two years ago, but President Bush removed the supervising federal prosecutor, and the probe ended soon after.The previously undisclosed Guam inquiry is separate from a federal grand jury in the District of Columbia that is investigating allegations that Abramoff bilked Indian tribes out of millions

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Something wonderful and amazing is happening to me. I'm not sure I'm ready for it, but here it is. I'm not ready to share the details just yet. I'm taking tiny baby steps. Who knows where they'll lead or when I'll get there. But every journey begins with one small step. Sometimes miracles happen.

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byJosh TurnerThere's a long black train comin' down the line,Feeding off the souls that are lost and cryin'.Rails of sin, only evil remains.Watch out, brother, for that long black train.Look to the heaven's, you can look to the sky.You can find redemption staring back into your eyes.There is protection and there's peace the same:Burnin' your ticket for that long black train.'Cause there's

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Twenty years ago,(January 28,1986) space shuttle Challenger blew apart into jets of fire and plumes of smoke, a terrifying sight witnessed by the families of the seven astronauts and by those who came to watch the historic launch of the first teacher in space. I recall with aching clarity exactly where I was on that cold January morning. Living in Fairbanks, Alaska, working as a school crossing

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I know we don't like to talk politics here at BB. Well sorry, but this is important. To me it is vital. So take a few minutes out of your busy lives and read. It won't hurt. You don't have to comment. Just read it and think about it. A lot.Soon the President will deliver his annual 'State of the Union' speech. As gut wrenchingly boring as it will be we all need to take the time to watch and

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I am in LOVE! Or in heat. Call it what you want. This man makes my toes curl. Just listening to him sing makes me tingle and tremble in places I'd forgotten I had. HAVE MERCY!!!I came across him (oooooooo yeah) while flipping through the channels last night. The video was on CMT. Oh lordy what that song did to me. Just listening to it made me weak in the knees His name is Josh Turner and God

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So, the government wants to know what we're searching for when we 'Google'. It's interesting to note here, the ONLY reason we're hearing about this is because Google is fighting the subpoena for it's search engin records. Yahoo, and AOL complied without a whimper. Am I surprised? Not one darn bit. What am sick and damned tired of hearing is this..."[I think] the government's actions are

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1.) You're interviewing candidates for a job. The best qualified applicant is overweight. Do you hire this person?Of course! Why wouldn't I?Well, there are people who would say no. Not just because overweight people are sometimes unattractive (which can BE important in the workplace), but because of the health issues that often accompany people with weight problems. In all fairness I'd give the

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You know what I am sick of hearing about? This damned Cruise Ship Mystery. Every where I look I keep seeing this in the news. Why is this news? It's like the whole Aruba thing. Get a grip people, crap happens. Especially when your careless and associate with people of questionable character. This might be remotely interesting for a week, maybe even two, but the shelf life is way past the '

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Your Life Path Number is 9Your purpose in life is to make the world betterYou are very socially conscious and a total idealist.You think there are many things wrong with the world, and you want to fix them.You have a vision of how the world could be, and you'll sacrifice almost anything to work towards this dream.In love, you can easily see the beauty in someone else. And you never cling too

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Somehow it slipped past me that today (soon to be yesterday) is/was MLK Day. While I agree there are many 'hero's' who deserve to have a special day (it's not like there aren't plenty to go around) I will not deny this great man deserved every ounce of respect and reverence he is given.Below is a speech given today in honor of Dr King. I'm not going to name the person who gave the speech (no it

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Haven't done this one in awhile, so lets give it a go.1. Before I walk out the door, I always check to make sure I have my cell phone.2. I can't seem to catch up on my blogging.3. The one surface in my house that always seems to get cluttered fast is the dinning room table.4. If I sleep past noon, I feel that I've slept in too late.5. No matter how hard I try, I just can't seem to get to bed

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The Beatitudes1. And seeing the multitudes, He (Jesus) went up on a mountain, and when He was seated His disciples came to Him.2. Then He opened His mouth and taught them, saying: 3.Blessed are the poor in spirit, For theirs is the kingdom of heaven. 4.Blessed are those who mourn, For they shall be comforted. 5.Blessed are the meek, For they shall inherit the earth. 6.Blessed are

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I'm sure everyone's seen these before but, they're so insightful they bear repeating.* Your fences need to be horse-high, pig-tight and bull-strong.* Keep skunks, bankers and lawyers at a distance.* Life is simpler when you plow around the stump.* A bumble bee is considerably faster than a John Deere tractor.* Words that soak into your ears are whispered...not yelled.* Meanness don't jes' happen

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than to never have loved at all David's post about his anniversary and the memories of how his marriage had been in the beginning sent my mind drifting down memory lane. It was so sweet to see him write about his wife in such an open and loving way. His is a story shared by many. A sweet love, worn down by the ravages of time and the realities of life. If I could make one wish for David, it

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sorry Canada I'm moving to New California!A few days ago I received the following email. Most of you have probably already seen it, but I just had to share it with you anyway. It's just chock full of facts and good ideas. Twould only that it could be so. Dear Red States: We're ticked off at the way you've treated California (all the blue states for that matter*), and we've decided we're leaving

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One of my first post for this year was all about new beginnings and having a new attitude. Over the past few months I'd grown more and more depressed and maudlin. At times I found I could barely summon the courage and strength to get out of bed. I felt lost and alone. Something was wrong. I not only didn't know how to fix it, but I wasn't even sure what was at the bottom of my feelings of

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part IIThe opening scene was Father Daniel going to the police station to pick up his teenage daughter who'd been arrested for drug possession (marijuana). Even though he was upset, and angry, his first question to her was "Are you alright". She'd done something wrong, and he was pretty mad, but his primary concern was that she was safe and okay. I can imagine the conversation in the car on

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Tonight NBC will air the two hour premiere of a new their new (and already controversial) sitcom The Book of Daniel. The conservative American Family Association already has expressed dismay at the series and has urged local stations not to broadcast it. NBC says "the is show "dramatic and engaging" though "offbeat and comical. It walks an interesting tonal line." Daniel Webster,is an

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1. SEVEN THINGS TO DO BEFORE I DIE1) Take a trip across country (into Canada) to meet the people of my 'virtual community'. 2 ) Kiss that special someone 3) See my grandchildren all grown up4) Take a trip to South Africa to meet Michelle 5) Make a difference in people's lives6) Meet Oprah Winfrey, Bill Clinton, Jimmy, and Roslynn Carter. 7) Win the lottery so I can do all the things listed

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Whew it's over! Another Christmas come and gone. As usual I went through my sappy, whiney, maudlin phase. Making me most unpleasant company for anyone who enjoys the Christmas season. Don't you just love hanging out with people who put a damper on the party? Moaning and groaning, self-indulgent, self-aggrandize people. Oh please! Nobody wants to hear someone whinnying day after day how their

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2006--Year of the DogAt my house, every year is the year of the DOG.These are my [DOG] babies, they're just so darn cute, don't you think?People born in the Year of the Dog possess the best traits of human nature. They have a deep sense of loyalty, are honest, and inspire other people's confidence because they know how to keep secrets. But Dog People are somewhat selfish, terribly stubborn, and

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Everywhere I go I see people doing 'memes'. So, I've decided to create one of my own. All of my readers (yes all two or three of you) are invited to participate.I'm calling this meme "Regrets, I've had a few..."Here's how it works. I'll list a few (or more) of my regrests. If you feel so inspired you may add a few of your own. Here we go.1. I regret not taking more pictures. I don't know why

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You know it's a crazy plucked up world when you read headlines line these...Nun Bun Stolen From Tenn. Coffeehouse (sorry I couldn't find a picture)" Owner Bob Bernstein said he believes the culprit is someone angry over the shop displaying the world-famous pastry. "They went right for the bun," he said. "Unfortunately I think it's somebody who wanted to take it to destroy it."(Geesh even Nun's

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I can remember a time when the idea of living to see the year 2000 seemed like a fantasy. My childlike mind could hardly grasp the idea of being able to say 'two thousand and one, or two thousand and six'. In our school books there were pictures of what the world might be like by the turn of the century. We'd have cars that didn't need roads, and our own personal flying packs. Of course there

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St Luke, Chapter 22:1 And it came to pass in those days, that there went out a decree from Caesar Augustus that all the world should be taxed. 2:2 And this taxing was first made when Cyrenius was governor of Syria. 2:3 And all went to be taxed, every one into his own city. 2:4 And Joseph also went up from Galilee, out of the city of Nazareth, into Judaea, unto the city of David, which is called

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To: One and all From: Someone who knows your name!FriendshipThe dictionary says:Friend (frend) noun.1. A person whom one knows, likes and trusts.2. A person with whom one is allied in a struggle or cause; comrade.3. One who supports, sympathizes with, or patronizes a group.4. An acquaintance.The dictionary makes several not so small ommissions.It doesn't speak of the years that a friendship

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1. Egg Nog or Hot Chocolate?Hot chocolate for me please!But I do love a bit of nog with a dash of Southern Comfort or JD.2. Does Santa wrap presents or just sit them under the tree?Wrapped of course!3. Colored lights on tree/house or white?Colored, but tiny and twinkling.4. Do you hang mistletoe?.I used to. And would again if a certain someone special were to come for a visit!5. When do you put

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I don't know how many remember Red Skelton, but I do. I remember watching him on the Ed Sullivan Show, and on his own show. Of all his characters my favorite was always Freddy the Freeloader. Freddy was one of those poor, sad, but lovable guys, who went around with this kind of sad smile on his face. He tried to be funny, but you knew inside he was hurting. Another favorite of mine was

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LOS ANGELES, California (AP) -- John Spencer, who played a tough and dedicated politico on "The West Wing" who survived a serious illness to run for vice president, died of a heart attack Friday. He was 58.Spencer died after being admitted to a Los Angeles hospital during the night, said his publicist, Ron Hofmann. He would have been 59 on Tuesday.He was "one of those rare combinations of

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Religion seems to have overtaken the holidays this year. It seems everybody has a stand to take, with the real reason for the season getting lost somewhere in the process. You can learn a lot from watching television. For instance last night I watched an episode of Girlfriends. In this particular episode Toni and Todd are trying to come to terms with what religion they want to raise Morgan (

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Christmas used to be a time of year when everyone was reminded us of why it was we hated being around our family. We'd all pile up in the family car and make that long miserable trip to Grandma's. Our more distant relatives would be bane to admit they had no idea who you were and exactly how it was you were related. You'd be forced to spend time with cousins (first, second, and yes God help me

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