32 Flavors and then some…

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Squint your eyes and look closer
I’m not between you and your ambition
I am a poster girl with no poster
I am thirty-two flavors and then some
and I’m beyond your peripheral vision
so you might want to turn your head
cause someday you’re going to get hungry
and eat most of the words you just said
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Guest Post from my Australian friend…

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It was about one month after I quit smoking, when I met the Lady, who wrote the next guest post. I was fairly new at the quitsmokingmessageboard myself , still busy trying to understand everything that was happening to me, when she signed on. Our story, how we quit were similar and I felt an instant connection. I was still a newbie myself, but reached out to her. She is the only one, who I stayed in touch with and I am proud to call her my friend. She just celebrated her 1-year smoke-free anniversary and I am glad we both quit smoking around the same time, so we could meet.

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Don’t sweat it…

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Today’s daily prompt asked us to think about a time, when we let something slide and asked us how we would fix it today. I read it first thing in the morning, made a quick reply on my kitchen blog and started my workday. I couldn’t shake it off, it was all day long on my mind and it made me almost angry. Is that what we try to teach the younger generations behind us. To be stuck in the past and trying to fix something that cannot be fixed? Plain and frankly, that’s Baloney..if I may say so. Continue reading

Dear daily prompt…lets cheer up!

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I like the daily prompts, love to read what others have to say about the same subject I just wrote about.

However…lately I am not so thrilled anymore (and that’s an understatement). Someone called it the “Daily downer” and it made me laugh…but it is so true. We had a bad ice rain over night and even though I have lots to do, I am stuck at the house until it will warm up. I came online and read today’s daily prompt, asking me to write my own obituary and my first reaction was an “ewwwwwwww, that’s morbid”.  Continue reading