tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85982518872655609982024-03-21T04:48:38.948-04:00The Lani ChroniclesEverything is worth thought.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11184061749655013666noreply@blogger.comBlogger79125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8598251887265560998.post-23799510017852240342016-11-07T17:11:00.000-05:002016-11-14T10:19:57.211-05:00Voting 3rd Party - Voting PERIOD (2016 fail-lections)<br />
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So i voted third party. So what. People keep saying its a "wasted vote". Well at least I didn't sell out and vote for one of two evils simply based upon an absurd ongoing fued between to moronic groups of people masquerading as responsible adults, when in reality they are just tall bratty dimwitted bickering unaware children fighting over two cartoon character level ridiculous villains. Team red. Team blue. It's like sports teams and the donkey and the elephant are the mascots.<br />
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Tricking people into believing that their votes don't matter unless they vote for one of the two bad guys that forced their way into the top is the reason why we still have so many problems in this country especially with elections. A proper system would be multiple parties and every vote would matter. People are so busy arguing they don't even see what's wrong with our system and that is connected to what's wrong with our country.<br />
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I voted with my heart, mind, and soul. So my vote will never be wasted. To me a wasted vote is someone who was tricked into voting for one of the two bad guys the government is trying to force upon us. For accepting a broken system and not even questioning it. Just going along with it and all the drama that they produced to keep you distracted. So distracted arguing that you can't even see what's in front of you.<br />
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In all honesty I respect people more for refusing to vote then I do for trying to pick the lesser of two evils. Picking one candidate simply because they're slightly less evil than the other major candidate is ridiculous. But anybody who voted their actual heart, and did not get caught up in the two-party Red vs Blue bull crap that the media is trying to get us all swallowed in like a black hole of soap opera like governmental dysfunction is cool with me.<br />
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And when I say vote your heart I don't just mean pick a bad guy/girl because there's one thing on his/her list he/she said they might try to do while they are president that you agreed with. I don't mean blindly ignoring everything that is wrong with a person because of one or two things on their agenda. I'm talking about voting for the whole package. A person as a whole. And if you find you don't agree with any body as a whole, then I would respect you more for sitting this one out then picking someone evil because of one or two things they said that you liked.<br />
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Because let's face it, in reality most of the things president say before they've become president don't end up happening while they're in office. You're not voting for their promises so much as you are voting for the person. If an astounding amount of people are willing to fudge facts and flat out lie on applications to get a job simply for the chance to possibly beat out other applicants, what makes you think that presidential candidates wouldn't do something like that but possibly far worse?<br />
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I honestly believe the whole system needs a makeover. We are being manipulated in more ways than one. They are using us. Using us to continue on with their plans. Whether it be plans involving money or something more complicated. They have sufficiently distracted our minds and turned our frustrations towards one another so that we do not pay attention to everything that is wrong. And the ones who try to speak up and inform others that something is amiss are usually the ones who find themselves quite unpopular.</div>
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My father who was and the 82nd Airborne and a Green Beret has not trusted the government in ages. Or I should say he did not. He passed from a brain tumor. Though he was a soldier he was also a very intelligent man with an IQ of 132 and saw behind the Smokescreen. The methods at which they use two contain us, control us, distract us, and pick us against each other so that we will not all join and move against them are simple yet very effective. And I believe that this election shows just how easily they can pull people strings.<br />
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And the strings are even being pulled on the presidents. People think presidents have more power than they actually do. The people that actually control things will place who they want their. And they have placed the two top contenders there for you to vote for. And they have made it very hard for anybody besides team red or team blue to get in office. The Congress, the Senate, there are other groups with more power. And anybody who doesn't believe the richest 1%, who own 40% of the nation's wealth, have a say-so in everything that happens is simply a fool. </div>
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The way this works, they get people arguing over race, religion, minor differences. Will get you up in a tizzy over something you want to vote for or vote against. You might even feel morally obligated, that's even better for them. That will drive you to vote for someone who is terrible simply for that moral belief. You won't care if they are not a good person, you might even blind yourself or deny that they are bad simply to back that one moral stance. </div>
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They have the system set up to minimize the chance of someone voting for anyone other than their top choices. And people are so fooled by the government that they actually attack their fellow citizen for voting a way that is different from their own. You should never attack somebody for voting some way different than yours. It is unpatriotic and we are all blessed to have the right to vote. Even in a system as corrupt as ours where they manipulate things, it could be way worse. But it also could be better. If everyone would realize that we are broken, if everyone would realize that we are in this together and that we have power, we could do amazing things.</div>
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Please don't tear apart your friends and family and fellow human beings for innocently voting their opinion. The only exception to this rule I would suggest, would be if there is some form of hatred behind their vote. But even then, lashing out is not going to change that person or change their vote. Anger and hate will not remove anger and hate from someone.</div>
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Hello, my name is Elena and I am a MAKEUP addict. Though I might only wear it half the week. And some days I have only enough time for BASIC make up. I just love it. And kinda have a collection of sorts going.<br />
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One of my favorite things involving makeup is eye shadow. So every Christmas I hope and pray that someone will get me the newest <a href="http://m.sephora.com/product/P399917?icid2=skugrid">Sephora face case</a>. It is basically like a collection of popular poppy colorful eyeshadows. Often containing lipstick and lip glosses as well. I love these things!<br />
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As such, I also collect <a href="http://m.sephora.com/product/P197107?icid2=skugrid" target="_blank">BRUSHES</a>. I feel like I can never have too many. I prefer nicer ones.<br />
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Anyway. To reign my self in here. I do have a point I swear! πππ<br />
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In my collection of brushes, there are (of coarse) ones I have not used. Some specific types. Some repeats. One SPECIFIC TYPE was a "concealer brush". It was from a <a href="http://m.sephora.com/product/P197107?icid2=skugrid" target="_blank">SEPHORA BRUSH SET</a> I had been given.<br />
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Never used this brush. I have never been good about using concealer. I usually just do foundation and use <a href="http://micabeauty.shopgate.com/item/373830" target="_blank">Micabella Foundation Powder</a> as a concealer. Applied by other brushes. Foundation I think.<br />
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But alas, I am running low. And I do own like 5 different concealers. So yesterday I was like WTF LET'S TRY THIS! And I used the concealer brush and one of my concealers.<br />
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Where has this been all my life? πππ<br />
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It's fantastic. What a difference! So ya. I think that if you have never tried one, you should. If you don't own one, and don't want to spend much, I am sure <a href="http://www.elfcosmetics.com/p/studio-concealer-brush?&gclid=Cj0KEQjw2ua8BRDeusOkl5qth4QBEiQA8BpQcE1oFc375Z5vsa2BSaxjPODiZfNc-zshVnysJhjjZskaAjH08P8HAQ" target="_blank">ELF</a> has one. They have everything else! And are a top fave of makeup users who budget buy. TRY IT OUT. π<br />
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Use? I did mostly under eyes and red marks/acne. Fabulous.<br />
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Okay let us let a few cats out of their bags! Let us pretend I have drank a truth serum, and am outing myself on some of my secrets. Secrets are not as fun if you do not tell them to people. </div>
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1. Hubby has to remind me to brush my teeth before bed. </div>
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2. If I run out of chocolate, I turn into a fiend and take it from other peoples stashes.</div>
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3. Though I hate onions with a passion, I sometimes still add them to dishes for flavor</div>
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4. If I am feeling sick (pukey) I will make myself throw up to alleviate it.</div>
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5. I do not shave everyday. Or even every other. </div>
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5. I do not actually wash my hair that often. With curly hair over washing results in dry fluffy frizziness. I wash maybe 2 times a week. </div>
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6. I can be snobby.</div>
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7. On that note, I do judge people. </div>
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8. I am currently using "plum" eyeliner as a brow pencil. It looks brown, and I do not wish to pay the cost of a real brow pencil when I have the plum for free. (can you tell?)</div>
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9. I can not stand some of the (original) voices to un-dubbed anime. They are irritating.</div>
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10. I "re-wear" pj pants and jeans a few times, if clean, before washing.</div>
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11. I just about refuse to iron. I hate it! I always use the dryer to get out wrinkles.</div>
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12. I will dry a load several times over to stall putting it up.</div>
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13. I wash and dry "dry clean only" </div>
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14. (last laundry one i swear) I rarely separate colors. Its only two people the loads would be so tiny! I just wash and dry everything on "delicate". </div>
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15. If i am in trouble with my hubby, I will shamelessly through someone else under the bus to get his anger off me. (i know, terrible) Then, once I am sure he has moved past being mad at me, I "fix" what i caused.</div>
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16. I am actually a great but very subtle manipulator. </div>
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17. On that note, my hubby thinks I am unaware of his more obvious attempts at manipulating me. I just play along. </div>
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18. I want sex almost everyday around 11am. </div>
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19. Since getting Mirena, I have had a higher libido. </div>
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20. My first real orgasm ever was with my current husband. I never realized what "type" I was. (Explanation: gyno gal on "the doctors" said there are two types of girls. One with magic spot inside vagina, one with magic spot onside around clit) Apparently I am the second type, but if i stimulate both at once it is so strong i want to literally cry and scream. TMI?</div>
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21. I like and value animals above most people and almost all children. </div>
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22. I think rather lowly of people who use the F word. </div>
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23. My opinion on most average republicans is pretty ....well, not great.</div>
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24. I put (a decent bit, it takes a couple layers) makeup over my scars on my chest (see below image)</div>
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25. On that not, I will "Photoshop" some of my pics. One of the reasons? my keliods on my chest (scars)</div>
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26. I like and hate taking group pictures. (like because its like "look I am having fun with friends and actually have a life" but hate because I am actually NOT that photogenic. Only I can get decent pics of myself like with selfies but it still takes multiples to do which is not always an option for group pics)</div>
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27. I do not really like the way most pictures of me smiling look. I get what I call "Fred Flintstones" which are the marks or folds, whatever, from your cheeks to your nose when you smile. It draws attention to my nose, which I hate. So most pics I do not smile in. </div>
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28. Men scare me. Any man, any age (over 21) any creed, any race, that I do not know (and some I do) is a threat to me. </div>
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29. Dispite having scars. I like wearing low cut shirts! Mostly, for me.</div>
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30. Good truth. I dont stink much. Really. My gas, which i do not often have, rarely ever has a smell or sound, and I do not really sweat much (why I overheat so easy) and even the little I do doesnt stink. I am not sure why some peoples sweat smells and others do not. </div>
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31. I am kinda scared about losing my medicaid and being off my crazy pills</div>
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32. I worry about whether or not I could EVER sustain a job long enough with my bipolar issues. </div>
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33. I am considered a "tax break" for jobs due to being "handicapped" and it does not bother me. </div>
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35. Even when I admire what others have a rarely get jealous over anything. But I enjoy playing "jealous" over my hubby (he has a ton of girls flirt with him all the time and call him their present or man or boyfriend). Not to say it is impossible. I can get pretty flutered every now and then when I do get jealous over him. But he is one of very few things I get jealous over. I do not if girls are prettier, or if someone has more money, or better stuff, or a fun life. But it can happen. it is just rare.</div>
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36. I am not a very good gamer.</div>
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37. I only learned to spell better from texting and autocorrect.</div>
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39. I do not have tons of friends right now. I actually have become more introverted and less people tolerant in my older years. I love saying hi to strangers and complimenting them and making them smile... but i prefer they stay strangers. Friends can be a lot of work. My hubby takes up so much of my life right now. I just have not got a big need for huge groups of friends.</div>
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40. I am not sure that I actually know some of the people on my Facebook. </div>
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41. I finally gave in a few weeks ago and joined SNAPCHAT. I wanted more people to Snapchat with and put my sn up on Instagram. That was a mistake. I got tons of guys from ages 18 to 35 adding me and hitting on me or sending me shirtless pics! I took it off Instagram after that. And had to block and unfollow people.</div>
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42. I do NOT like to tell people my mistakes. Lets be honest, I make them too often. I usually just do what I can to fix or hide them and move on silently. </div>
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43. In case you were unaware, I have one arm. Missing half left. If I could magically grow an arm tomorrow I am not sure I would want to. Because then I would be like everyone else.</div>
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44. I have only one issue with having one arm. I cant do my hair.</div>
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45. I am very territorial over my name. I do NOT like other people having it.</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11184061749655013666noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8598251887265560998.post-78448806512590804392016-03-11T11:55:00.001-05:002016-03-11T11:57:03.150-05:00Returning To The Working World<p dir="ltr">So a short blog to update my situation. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I had a friend that needed help with cleaning houses. I do that at home anyway so I offered my services. Well, aside from occasional dog sitting and my attempt at selling Mary Kay I have been out of the working world for quite some time. But I have to say it has been nice working. And since it is a friend, she can work around my disabilities and understands me. Plus, I don't drive. She picks me up and we carpool to the locations. It just works! And I feel better about myself knowing I am helping and also just getting out in the world not always being stuck at the house. It was my hubbys idea honestly and it was a good one. I am sure God had his hand in this. Because it fits so well. I feel blessed. </p>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11184061749655013666noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8598251887265560998.post-46997570506020800162016-02-18T14:14:00.000-05:002016-02-18T14:23:45.156-05:00Our DestinyHave you ever heard of the popular new game Destiny? In the game, humans have almost gone extinct. But that is not the part that I wish to discuss. We have, in the game, began civilizations on other planets in our solar system. It reminds me of Firefly, how humans had spread out to other planets.<br />
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I think, well hope, it is our "destiny" to start life on new worlds as well. Whether they be close by or far off. I think it is a good idea.<br />
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Well, it is as long as those new places are built with the long-term goal of a utopia. Not the mess we have on earth. Though I do hope one day we will fix a lot of the issues we have on earth.<br />
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Let's discuss that. After all, great expansive civilizations start on the home world. Right?<br />
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What do I think earth needs to work on to remedy our many current problems? Well, one that is obvious is to go as green as possible. We don't need to take a abusive and polluting mindset to other worlds. That way is honestly selfish and that mindset is just not healthy for developing a utopia. It contradicts. I think when we really see a drive, collectively, to heal our world and go green then it will be a hint that we are moving in the right direction to an overall better society.<br />
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Next I think we need a one world government. I know, the bible (maybe others) warn about that day. But I am not refering to one that kills Christians or persecutes groups of beliefs or opinions. I mean one large harmonious, green, tolerant, peaceful, non-violent goverment. One that has a better life and advancement and evolution of our species in mind. I think it would be on the list of things we need to accomplish before we venture outwards. We need to perfect our own society, then start looking to build new.<br />
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Another would be technology. Science and technology. We need to really put less focus and money and effort on wars. Instead, why not use all the time, energy, and resources to bettering our understanding of the world(s) around us. Plus, to venture into the dark abyss and mystery of space, we really should put money and time into advancing our technology. And not just new TV's and hoverboards. But, things that will take us towards our goals and dreams. Big stuff. Research and create better space traveling vehicles. Maybe try to solve the mysteries of worm holes or warp speed.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11184061749655013666noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8598251887265560998.post-57324185238965719822016-02-04T14:16:00.001-05:002016-02-04T14:24:57.190-05:00Keloid Scars<p dir="ltr">So as I sit here at the Dr office waiting on my cortisol injections to my many keloid scars I thought I might do a quick blog about them.</p>
<p dir="ltr">Keloids are an overreaction your body has when healing an injury. An over production of collagen I believe. Mine personally come from body acne. So I am on meds to prevent acne so it lessens my chance of getting new ones. But they can come from various things. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Anyone, black, white, Hispanic, Asian, etc. Anyone can get them. However, Dr said it's MORE common in blacks. </p>
<p dir="ltr">The injections Dr's give are to flatten them and lighten them. Lessening the itching is a bonus. HOWEVER IT IS IMPORTANT THAT YOU KNOW THAT THESE INJECTIONS HURT SUPER BAD! Your injecting a hard mass. That hurts more than most pains I have ever felt. </p>
<p dir="ltr">They can numb them first though. With a topical cream. I am about to test how helpful the numbing treatment will be. Fingers crossed it helps a good bit!!!!</p>
<p dir="ltr">Some Dr will have other methods to help also. I would suggest you inquire to these before scheduling your appt to get injected.</p>
<p dir="ltr">They can not cut them out. Because your body will produce a larger one. Its your body not healing certain areas correctly. </p>
<p dir="ltr">You get them various places but commonly they are on back and chest. I have heard ears, arms, face and stomach too. </p>
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<p dir="ltr">I am lucky.</p>
<p dir="ltr">There are many versions of that sentence, many definitions, many details, many ways that statement is true. But the one I'm specifically talking about, the one that came to my brain and is flooding it with emotions currently is my future.</p>
<p dir="ltr">I am lucky that my bad past has not badly affected my future. I am lucky that I get to be happy despite all of the really stupid decisions that I made. I am lucky to be loved so much by my husband despite the fact that he was good in his past and I was wild. I feel blessed to be loved by someone like him. Sometimes, you kind of feel like you don't deserve it. But I do everything I can everyday to feel more like I deserve His love. Spoil him rotten.</p>
<p dir="ltr">I just feel so lucky that all of my bad decisions, years wasted making bad decisions, have not darkened my future. Or my present. Lucky to have this life lucky to have his love. Lucky to be forgiven by Jesus for all my sins. Lucky to have a family like I have. Not only the one I've always had but the 1 I gained through my husband. When it gets down to it... I have a pretty good life now.:-)</p>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11184061749655013666noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8598251887265560998.post-45666130807800197902015-05-01T10:50:00.000-04:002016-01-23T08:46:30.500-05:00Parsley To Start Your Period<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This will be a relatively short post as I just want to get straight to the point. <b>Parsley</b> is an herb used in many foods and sometimes as garnish. You can easily buy it at most grocery stores. It is rich in so many vitamins and nutrients, and is loaded with benefits! </div>
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From my various attempt I learned what actually works. Drinking teas... not for me. But as a pessary yes! However, there are some details. First, it best to use fresh, not dried. Second, I prefer Italian leaf over the other. I feel it is stronger. Now some people wrap it in cheese cloth, I did not. I know it's something in the herb that, when contact with your skin, causes you to contract. I found, thirdly, that it must be left in for 12 hours. I tried 6, changing it out each time with no success. But the moment I did 12, Bam. Period!</div>
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People like to size up a person by the way that they look or act. For example, I have even seen TV shows mention this, a person who is disabled in some way is immediately considered a good person. Disabled people do not do things wrong they think. I can tell you that's a lie. All my teachers in school learned that.</div>
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It is a popular word these days with the ladies. Apparently the PC thing is to agree with any lady who thinks she has curves. Even if they don't, or only have one. Not I agree that no human it built in straight lines, but some of them...<gs class="GINGER_SOFTWARE_mark" ginger_software_uiphraseguid="03a7559b-4862-4a24-97e6-b440354e58ed" id="11ececde-b0f3-471a-a4a7-ecee4e0b7622">.</gs>I mean men are more "curvy" than some of them! And I am sorry, but 50 pounds of weight that largely resides in one area (waist, belly) is not a "curvy" figure. </div>
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This is not intended to be mean. It is intended to be honest. I think we sugar coat and butt kiss too often these days. The next thing you know all men's dongs will be considered "huge". And tall, and handsome. And everyone will be smart, and athletic, and can sing and dance and we are all just perfect and good at everything. Oh, I guess next we should all just be one race, religion, and all that.</div>
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I think being different is great. Even if it is sometimes by less popular standards. I have one arm, everyone remembers me, since grade school, because of that. I love having an uncommon name. Though, in recent years, it is less uncommon. I love anything that sets me apart from others. </div>
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SO I WANNA TALK ABOUT CURVES! REAL CURVES! </div>
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The kind that shows up in numbers, measurements, pictures! The kind that fills out jeans and fill up bras!</div>
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Look, everybody has bad things, normal things, good things, funny things, normal things, craptastic things, and fantabulous things, etc... All stitched together into one unique and awesome person! So instead of pretending we all have the same goods and bads, how about we get excited and celebrate our differences! How about you let curvy girls enjoy being curvy, and thin girls enjoy being thin, and accept that they are not both the exact same!</div>
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What is positive about being a curvy gal? Well, one plus is when you gain weight, it goes into some pretty fantastic places. <gs class="GINGER_SOFTWARE_mark" ginger_software_uiphraseguid="9fef0774-e9b4-4a3b-b0c7-ad4b6d59200f" id="2dc18c56-9ff2-4bf2-9ad7-245b0f52ee4c">Cake</gs> goes to your butt before your gut. You gain 20 lbs, but it spreads itself out to boobs, booty and thighs. An apple gains weight, it goes right to the waist. And often, only there. And anybody could look the same (good in fashion) when thin, underweight, or super low <gs class="GINGER_SOFTWARE_mark" ginger_software_uiphraseguid="a54676d6-1056-4331-b051-bc66db18c65d" id="b2b79449-5e15-4a6d-a7be-40110c9f8a9b"><gs class="GINGER_SOFTWARE_mark" ginger_software_uiphraseguid="a54676d6-1056-4331-b051-bc66db18c65d" id="23a6d2cc-a9b5-48e4-8b87-3e452aeab73d"><gs class="GINGER_SOFTWARE_mark" ginger_software_uiphraseguid="a54676d6-1056-4331-b051-bc66db18c65d" id="bac0b7b9-69e4-48b1-8218-83debcca6c0e"><gs class="GINGER_SOFTWARE_mark" ginger_software_uiphraseguid="a54676d6-1056-4331-b051-bc66db18c65d" id="b33a890e-33d0-482b-8b3b-b7056777c4fd">body fat</gs></gs></gs></gs>. Anybody can rock a well toned body. How many people can look sexy with 20 lbs of extra weight on them? </div>
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I AM GLAD!!!!<br />
I am glad that I gots boobs.<br />
I am glad that I gots booty.<br />
I am glad that when I gain weight, it goes to my curves and not my gut.<br />
I am glad that, because of that, I don't get "rolls".<br />
I am glad that I have stuff to squeeze and parts that please.<br />
I am glad to be a curvy girl!<br />
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But that is it for this blog. This girl loves being curvy, it is one of the positive things on my list. Long torso is both bad and good, short calves is kinda bad. So, see, isnt it WAY WAY better to just be honest about ourselves? I think so! Otherwise, I guess I should not openly admit that I have one arm, I should say I have two. "We all have two arms!" </div>
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As I am turning 33 this year, I think, I figured it might be a nice change of pace to do a blessings blog. One with 33 blessings counted. It is a good practice to remember the things in life, both big and small, that make us happy. And be thankful.</div>
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I am thankful to have a wonderful husband. A best friend whose arms could never hold me enough. And then whose hugs can heal all pain, and whose smile can brighten my day. He bring so much laughter and love to my life. I cannot imagine life without him. I love waking up to him and his kisses. I live going to sleep in his arms. I love being with him....anywhere anytime. </div>
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where would we be without the love and support of our family? I am thankful for the blessing of a good family. So no body and no life is perfect, I believe that we can still love each other through imperfections. I believe sometimes a little bit of struggle and a few imperfections makes us the interesting characters that we become in this story of many lives sewn together in one world. A world full of wonderful characters.I believe that family helps to make us who we are. And family is not always blood, for some of us how grown up without any blood relatives but still know the meaning of family. Family are the people who become permanent fixtures in your life.</div>
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I believe it is important for us, no matter what the popular opinion or media frenzy, to find ourselves beautiful. As the individual that we are. Being alive, breathing, are unique character, how we interact with others, life and the world around us in general. We should find beauty and as many things as we can. In action as well as ideas. On the surface and past it. Every season is lovely to someone...every color to be favored or faulty in the eyes of individuals. so that is where the beauty lies, and the unique as individuality of mankind. As well in the world that we live. The world around us is full of unique and changing beauty. So let us appreciate a beauty that is uncommon, or unique. Let us not all just mindlessly follow whatever someone has expressed to be the current trend. But actually put thought and what we believe is beautiful.<br />
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I know I already mentioned yummy food... But I believe chocolate deserves a whole section by itself. I have probably got the deepest love affair with chocolate over any other food. It does make me happy, and the amount of it I am allowed to have is a blessing. Not to be taken lightly! I feel I should count this blessing out loud, scream it from the rooftops, because of a potential developing situation. It is possible that sometime in the future chocolate will be more expensive and not quite as common. And although I am unsure if that is a theory, rumor, or direction we are already heading, I feel as though I should vow my love for chocolate publicly now despite. Chocolate I love you! you make my life complete :-) and a big thanks to my husband for putting up with my chocolate have it the way he does. I can put away a lot of chocolate! I prefer it and its dark and pure form. Not that I don't enjoy baked goods, ice cream, candy, etc... But, just chocolate by itself is good for me! Which is another good point I should make, chocolate is good for you! They used to believe it was a junk food. White chocolate, and milk chocolate kind of still are. But dark chocolate is actually very beneficial. Even if it wasn't, I would still love it.</div>
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I am currently mostly just a stay at home fur mother and homemaker. It is TERRIBLY boring though. I started selling Mary Kay, thinking it would be a nice break from being at home all of the time. However, I am NOT the kind of person that can beat people upside the head with sales pitches. So I am NOT making as much money as some of those above me.<br />
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I tried to think about what I would be good at, what kind of job I could get that I think I could keep? What kind of boss could I have that I would not get in a tiff with? I am a very social person, I liked being around people and being out in the world. It gets really boring being shut inside the house all the time.<br />
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I thought occurred to me. Anytime I am out in public where there are animals I gravitate to them almost more than humans. I have a tendency to not even hear what the person is saying or to know where the parties I was once accompanying have disappeared to as my full attentions go towards wanting to interact with the animal.<br />
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in case you have not figured it out by now... I am referring to a dog walking / pet sitter job. I could be my own boss. Advertise on websites like care.com, eventually get certified, and make my own website. I would not need a boss, or have to worry about what hours they force on me or what holidays they will let me have. Sick days might be tricky to navigate as well a few other things. But all in all it sounds grand.<br />
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There is currently one major thing holding me back. I have a car, one that would work decently for a job such as this. However, anyone that knows me is aware that I do not drive. It is my goal to take the written test before the year's end. I seem to do OK on practice tests, apps on my cell phone, so I plan on trying to take a written exam next Wednesday after my doctors appointment. If time allows. I would like to take the test before December is over. And then I can work my way up to taking the actual driving course exam thing. For those of you who are not aware that I do not drive you might wonder why? Well I was born with half of my left arm, and every time I have been behind the wheel of a car I feel like I do not have very good control over it. It makes me panic a little and scares me from trying to learn. But the older I get, turning 33 this year I believe, the more I realize I cannot just walk everywhere. I do not live in Atlanta or any major city where that is an acceptable option. I live in the suburbs. And for this job to happen I will need to learn to drive.<br />
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But that is my new goal... Pet sitting.<br />
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1. Take written driving test<br />
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4. Build up pet sitting jobs<br />
5. Get certified<br />
6. Make website<br />
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Of coarse... Until I am finished learning to drive there is no reason I might not offer these services to my neighbors. I can always have my cost lower until I am able 2 get certified.<br />
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This is unfamiliar territory in my life. Iβm at a point of absolute devotion and infatuation and just such saturating emotions in my relationship that I find the word βloveβ doesnβt cover it. I think that the word is over used, commercial, popular, often over stated, dramatized, and usually a jumped to conclusion that fades away.</div>
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My situation, part of me feels like itβs completely unique to us. Another part, however, thinks <i><b>βhow truly sad would it be if no one loved as much as weβ</b></i></div>
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I am realistic and I understand that such strong emotions carry a pleasantly but perplexing toxin that vexes ones straight and forward logical understanding of life in comparison. Simply bewitching sweet thick perfume that can wrap you up in the feeling that you own, all of them, even the more deeply felt ones. Wrap you up tight and hugging you warmly in a magical sunrise moment of sheer emotions.</div>
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This exceptional ecstasy of thoughts and feeling that create such a deep dark purple hue of seriously concentrated love is flowing like a wild dancing river deep inside me every time I so much as see his face. When He holds me he quiets the rushing rapids to a tranquil peaceful and elegant shade of summer sky blue. Sparkling and simply dazzling like the ocean that moves in each iris of his passionate caring eyes. Eyes one could more than βget lost inβ. Simply a glance is felt through my spine, my flesh, my heart, my soul. A deep stare creates a rabbit hole like wonderland, and I become Alice, forever tumbling in a world of emotions like a strange high that I cannot understand. Itβs simply a beautiful madness. But, madness Iβd gladly build my home, and forever live gaily in.</div>
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His strong tender arms present a comfort, warm and soft like a thick velour blanket I could fall asleep in. Yet strong and very much of a man, liked to those substantial beams of wood that hold up and support the whole house. These arms βbuildβ a beautiful caring strong structured home. One I feel truly safe in.</div>
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His heart is like a slow cooked stew. A rich broth of honest devout emotions. A hearty mix of meat and potatoes that can satisfy even the most starved heart, leaving you simply βstuffedβ with true love. On top of this, a good for you blend of veggies and herbs, each one representing his good intentions and his need to fix anything that ails you. Like sitting at your bedside and holding you when you cry or no reason. This soup is almost fattening if you add in this incurable desire to spoil and serve me for no reason.</div>
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Making love to him, always reaching a higher cloud each time we embrace each other. Helping me to realize the sky is truly endless, as is the perfect heaven I feel, heart pounding, sweat dripping, kissing deeper, when we are one. The lack of words to describe the absolutely awesome moment of our simultaneous sparkling finish as we rest and smile together blooming, blushing, panting from the sheer magnificence of our accomplishment.</div>
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Dreams of him painted on every day, as well the vivid ones that enchant me through the night. Dreams of our plans, our future. Dreams of us growing old together. Dying in each others arms, and then soaring through the cosmos as one for the remainder of our eternity. Dreams of him, dreaming of me.</div>
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Oh how sweetly he sleeps. Many moments I have spent watching him sleep. Even photographing it, as though it might be the last time I get to see it.</div>
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How does one thank somebody for this? How would I show appreciation for giving me this extensive, eternal, deep, perfect gift of love, and beyond? For giving me beautiful sunrises and sunsets in my future? Celebrations with familiesβ together, embracing, arm in arm, simple meals, lavish romantic dinners, moments, dates, nights cuddled togthers, mornings waking up tangled together, or just arms to fall into? How I ask shall I thank him?</div>
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All I can do, I suppose, is spend eternity giving all this back to him within my ability. Nay, beyond, for he deserves no less than (more than) perfection.</div>
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~ Forever HIS~</div>
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(Lani D. Wrevhn)</div>
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*** I wrote this after we were married I believe. I found it on one of my many lost blogs. I had put a lot of work and feeling into it so I figured I would post it. ***</div>
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so year 5 of being married is pretty fantastic. I am not sure why so many people complain about marriage. It does not seem scary, stressful, or all that hard. I do not find myself having any issues with being angry or depressed or wishing I was not married. Neither of us have wandering eyes or anything like that. We are BFF and love spending time together. And it's not like just me always hanging around him, he hangs around me all the time as well. We follow each other around and want to do everything together.<br />
Since I married somebody who is so much like me we have the same taste in movies and music and everything. Both families are getting along really well together as well. Not too long ago my family got to meet his family and they loved each other. We are intimate frequently, way more frequently then the average married couple. We snuggle all of the freakin time and I love that probably the most. He has to be 1 of these most snuggly husband ever! He snuggles and his sleep big time too, he cannot sleep next to me and not hold me.we are both bipolar, so course we have our mood shifts. But both of us are learning how to control our tempers and it is more and more frequently getting so much better.<br />
I barely ever have a temper tantrum incident anymore at all. I have not had a panic attack and I can't tell you how long. I even sleep better than I used to.he is learning what triggers him and is doing so much better also. He hasn't been angry in quite a while. In fact for the past few weeks the only face I can really picture him making is smiling.<br />
We are so connected he even text me while at work or on the road until he gets home. It is great to have such a close best friend. It is even better to be married to that best friend. He even gets along with all of my friends. And the new friends he is making in Austell I get along with really well also. And the ones he is made in the army, etc. Neither of us are overly sensitive or overly emotional people. But we still remain to both be romantic and passionate people. We are open-minded & love to do stuff. Whether it be going to Atlanta to the aquarium or what have you, the theater, dinner, or even just staying at home with our gazillion of Blu rays and DVDs we just love spending time together. He even likes to shop! Although his idea of what to shop for is different than mine. He only wants to shop for stuff that he can buy. He says he finds it irritating to see things that he wants but not be able to buy them. Not specifically to say that we couldn't afford them at that time, but some of them we do not have anywhere to put or already have one or whatever. Like I don't think that we have anywhere to put another TV. Currently we own 4. We just bought another samsung for the living room because we liked the 3d Samsung TV in our bedroom so much. Plus we have a Toshiba and I think a Panasonic. Definitely like the Samsung better! We love gadgets and gizmos and buy a lot of those type of things. It is another one of the things that we share.<br />
We also share our love for our and all furry animals. We also share our beliefs, mostly share our political opinions, and our desire to not have children.we are considering moving. A friend of mine moved several states away and she has not been back in America that long. I already miss her and she has always been one of my best friend. jacob absolutely loves her and her husband and we both love her children as well. She has great kids. And she found a really great guy. And we all get along so well. It seems a shame to waste that with such a vast distance. We don't really have anything specifically anchoring us down to Georgia. So we might move. Still considering. But the state she move to is pretty interesting and intriguing.<br />
I think I have gotten a little off the point. This is basically just a summary for all of you out there who are worried about what your marriage will be like in a few years or if you should get married. This is basically just to let those of you out there like that I know that marriage is pretty fabulous. Like I said, I do not understand where all of the negativity has come from. I am assuming that a lot of the divorce rate is people who are just being very stubborn, selfish, or whatever. Maybe some has become different people since they married. Maybe some Marry that did not have a well developed friendship and trust before. Maybe some of them married without thinking it through, or to spontaneously. I'm not really sure what some people reasonings are. But so far husband and I are doing well.<br />
I read an article the other day that said a lot of people that have problems or are going to divorce happens before the sixth year. Well we are on our 5th year so I think that we are probably fairly safe. Because if anything we are getting closer and becoming better people and improving ourselves as both individuals and as a couple. It really helps to have support of friends and family also. If your friends and family don't get along with yourself then you are going to have problems.<br />
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I really do love my life now and am so very blessed. I try to remember to thank God for that. I think it's important for us to remember to be thankful for certain things. You do not want to wait until those things have passed on or are taken away or expire before you are thankful. I was never thankful enough for my father during the time that I had him. But I talk to him everyday now. Pray God is taking care of him. And all the fuzzies we lost through our lives.<br />
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So again I say, those of you considering marriage you should definitely do it if you have a stable friendship and both have agreeable beliefs and opinions and thoughts. Make sure you are not marrying because of I need to or because of attraction or welts or something fleeting. And those of you who are married you might be hitting a rough spot, I would say to not lose faith. If you stick it out and the storm passes you might be even closer than you were before. Have faith that it will work out. And praying can't hurt either! :-)<br />
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do note that this was typed with my microphone so if parts of it do not make sense I apologize. As I am doing this on the fly...I do not really have the time or desire to spell and grammar check everything. But I thank you for reading and hope that you enjoyed.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11184061749655013666noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8598251887265560998.post-52358984826768851052014-11-12T08:10:00.001-05:002014-11-12T08:12:21.945-05:00Words That Define<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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These are just a few shots of Jacobs birthday present and dinner this year... MEDIEVAL TIMES. It was really fun and I would def recommend going some time! We had a blast, I only wish I <span class="GINGER_SOFTWARE_mark" ginger_software_uiphraseguid="c18694b3-45c5-44a3-aeab-75c960f76b32" id="213b61ba-7834-407c-bf62-57a5d65d2775">coulda</span> bought more loot than I did. </div>
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My husband is a great guy. Not just for the way he makes me laugh, likes buying me pretty things, always want to be around me and involved with my life and family, is so protective of me, <span class="GINGER_SOFTWARE_mark" ginger_software_uiphraseguid="dfe1ecb1-edcc-4f3b-a8c1-39addaf64560" id="6903d26b-f794-4f37-b049-b4e4ff52b01d">cuddley</span>, happy or even how cute he is. He is <span class="GINGER_SOFTWARE_mark" ginger_software_uiphraseguid="6f1bca01-1a14-48dd-84c0-9c9c3a543174" id="f70a7462-abb5-4873-a0b6-140a0c13a213">alot</span> of fun and the best <span class="GINGER_SOFTWARE_mark" ginger_software_uiphraseguid="6f1bca01-1a14-48dd-84c0-9c9c3a543174" id="5dc7623c-8e6f-4df6-a987-e6f9e06a2859">bestie</span> I ever had. We just connect, like a string is attached to both of us. And <span class="GINGER_SOFTWARE_mark" ginger_software_uiphraseguid="f1043541-f65f-4f09-a8a8-9cad341d6555" id="64ab2030-6ae0-4bee-8f3c-086a9abb39a1">youde</span> swear his <span class="GINGER_SOFTWARE_mark" ginger_software_uiphraseguid="f1043541-f65f-4f09-a8a8-9cad341d6555" id="acfe9a78-8100-4077-8d05-3d9487f3bd82">hugs</span> could fix anything. But the best part is not all these wonderful things......</div>
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One of the super great things about him is not shown in how he loves me, but in how he loves our fur kids. He is the best fur dad. So loving, spoiling, tolerant and protective. He has a way with animals just as I do. Our fur kids are lucky duckies! </div>
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Darkness is the last choice of a healthy mind,</div>
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And love is the first choice of a strong heart,</div>
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We are all seekers, </div>
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We are all servers,</div>
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Beating with existence,</div>
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Racing blood and the vanity of flesh,</div>
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Awashed in tears and sweating purpose,</div>
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The call of protocol, </div>
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A condition of the risen sun,</div>
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Inescapable and not,</div>
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Always in part we require the clouds,</div>
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Laughter and freedom in the air,</div>
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Under the moon our eyes become widened, </div>
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Though forgiveness we have found in our beds,</div>
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Dancing is encoded within us,</div>
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Misty eyed movements singing songs of our ancestry, </div>
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Forward trapped in travel,</div>
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This music encompasses each body as one,</div>
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One light can thrust forward through the night in many directions,</div>
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As do we.</div>
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The slowest sweetest waltz is ours,</div>
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Indeed it is ours,</div>
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And ours is the creation of thought,</div>
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Our life became a stroll amungst a canvas unpainted,</div>
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Our walks are in dreams bathed in daylight </div>
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Dripping in the colors of whispered intentions,</div>
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We have painted the very place we live,</div>
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Artists we were born,</div>
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Though beauty is held in the clouds,</div>
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A star to be reached,</div>
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Our very bones the science,</div>
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Our very breath is hope,</div>
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The spirit lives in a house of needs,</div>
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Eternally restless in its hunger,</div>
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The hunger ...</div>
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Burning blistering breeding,</div>
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In our mind like its own animal,</div>
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It is faceless,</div>
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So its name is unknowable, </div>
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Our heart may be its Lord or its foe,</div>
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Starving for everything,</div>
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Yet we reach for nothing,</div>
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In our desperation to become,</div>
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We have not.</div>
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What is this?</div>
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It is as we are.</div>
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*First I should state that my family (and maybe 2 friends) are saints for putting up with me. I caused quite a lot of trouble. (not really on purpose). My mother probably went through the most. Her and daddy had a whole other set of problems they were dealing with that I unintentionally added to. I love them both. RIP Daddy! <br />
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I was born with half of my left arm. There is some debate as to how it occurred, but I settle on the umbilical cord theory. It wrapped around and kept it from growing. I was a fussy baby, finicky eater from the start. Got sick a lot. SEVERLY once when I ate bad berries off a poinsettia. </div>
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I saw ghosts growing up.</div>
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If they can so be called that. I saw various phenomena. Some of which I was not the only party involved in witnessing. Most of it does not stick to my memory as overly frightening, only a few things. I do not think attempting to describe them would really capture the happenings well enough for readers to grasp my fear, so I will leave that alone. </div>
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Next, I have been ADD and Bipolar for as long as I can recall. Add sugar and red dyes to see that intensified. consequently, my favorite drink as a child was Hawaiian Punch. </div>
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I was often perceived as a "misbehaving child". Though I think it was only because people did not know how to see me. <br />
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I was spanked everyday of kindergarten. I came home with pink slips so often from teachers who did not get me, that my dad settled on I was a bad kid who needed setting straight. The spankings eventually had no affect on me. I became bolder, more outspoken towards adults. Standing up for myself.</div>
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I think things out to much. In my head. I never trusted adults, because even as a young child I noticed that they did not agree. I noticed things not lining up, not making since. So I took what they told me with a grain of salt. A very small one.</div>
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That led to rebellion. See a pattern yet? The trained mind could guess what comes in teenage years. We can some up middle school quickly. </div>
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Apparently, refusing to do schoolwork or homework is the equivalent of kicking the teacher. I was labeled a bad kid. But I struggled to understand math, and teachers do not really like it when you ask questions. So I gave up all together. ο»Ώ</div>
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Well, keep in mind that at this point, I was nobodies favorite child. My mom was having trouble dealing with me, my father too. Dad having his tumor still, it resulted in many violent outbursts of anger. Mother being overly strict and very religious, saw me as a battle she was fighting more than a child with problems. So all adults were basically yelling at me. Save for one, my psychologist Dr. Martin. Who, in suggesting my mother try a different outlook, upset my mother so much (she is very defensive) that I was not allowed to go back to him. </div>
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But I was allowed to take pills. I can not recall all the kinds my new doc tried on me, but it was a lot. Most did not help quite enough. Or I got side effects from them I couldn't handle. </div>
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I decided I loved rock music! I liked dying my hair every color I wished it was as a kid, and dressing in cute cloths. I was a "floater". A kid with interests and friends from various groups who "floated" from table to table at lunch. I excelled in Drama class, but I was still failing all things MATH. </div>
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I wanted to try new things. Black lipstick, driving fast in friends cars, meeting band boys, swimming and tanning. I loved malls, changing styles, catalogs, magazines, music, and fun. I liked flirting and playing. I had, on and off, messed with cigarettes since 6th grade. I mean, Daddy smoked. He seemed to enjoy it. So I was a smoker in high school. Though it was challenging to get them. </div>
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I dropped out of school. I refused to fight with teachers and continue struggling with a subject that no one cared to take the time to work with me. Though they sure had time to fuss at me for it. I was getting in trouble to often, skipping, it was a mess. I was tired of the other teens anyway. DRAMA. Little silly drama. </div>
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Well, my pursuit of band boys had not stopped since it began. I sought out band guys. I met one that I now refer to as "The Devil". I was stuck in his clutches for years. I do not believe I ever really wanted to be there. Thinking on it now its like "How did that ever even happen?". I think the promise of "fun" kept me in. Parties, band gigs and practices, and being surrounded by fun attractive band guys. Drugs and alcohol were the chains that really imprisoned me there. Well, and a violent temper.</div>
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I broke free! against all odds, I did. I wanted to for years but was not able to. Then one day BOOM. Like a switch in my head, I just woke up and left. I got clean, still smoked. I walked daily with my little sister Rebecca. My family had to deal with me getting clean. </div>
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A best friend, stern enough to aid me in quitting smoking, sweet enough to deal with my panic attacks and crazy in the process. We became inseparable. In many ways, he was like me. Just without all the insanity in his life. He walked a straighter path there. <br />
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Here is a list, of all things LANI:</div>
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- cartoons, cartoons, cartoons. new and old</div>
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- bright colors, glitter and sparkles</div>
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- crazy, sexy and cool (lotta crazy, lol)</div>
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- music of various kinds (electro, dance, alternative, rock, 80s, 90s, 70s, 50s, blues, etc)</div>
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- fuzzy creatures (there is a reason they call me ellie may clampet) </div>
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- strangers, I love complimenting and talking to strangers</div>
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- good friends</div>
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- video games, board games, card games, outdoor games</div>
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- hating politians and mild conspiracy theorist </div>
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- varying artistic mind but fleeting swiftly rotating interests</div>
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- star trek and star wars (called a trekkie, though not techn one)</div>
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- trying new thing (more with acts than food)</div>
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- movies! ESP SCI-FI, action DISNEY, suspense, etc</div>
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- XFILES! </div>
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- paranormal stuff</div>
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- warm fuzzy thoughts</div>
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- being goofy I LOVE LAUGHING AND PPL WHO MAKE ME LAUGH ROCK</div>
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- I still like shopping</div>
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- CHOCOLATE</div>
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- I enjoy baking, kinda always wanted to own bakery</div>
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- I am not "type A". I don't like people taking little things too seriously</div>
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- I have a temper like the hulk</div>
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- I am a spoiler, big time. </div>
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- I am a cuddler and attention seeker</div>
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- I have a short fuse with women and bosses</div>
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- I retain lyrics fairly well, and will sing to songs I know</div>
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- I sing okay. not bad not great</div>
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- I like animals better than some people</div>
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- If you do not like animals, I can never really like you</div>
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- I love beef</div>
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- I hate veggies</div>
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- yes I do still drink. 1 or 2 drinks, once a blue moon.</div>
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- I am gluten intolerant but cant stop eating it</div>
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- I love baking the most</div>
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- yes I can cook well</div>
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- I love water, but hate getting my face wet</div>
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- I am not fond of children, but they are me</div>
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- my attention span still sucks, I am still forgetful too</div>
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- I read ALOT OF MISC FACTS MOST DAYS OF THE WEEK </div>
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- I am more religious now than I was before</div>
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- I still love dying my hair</div>
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- I like some girly things</div>
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- I still suffer from insomnia issues</div>
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- I like watching most things fiction, but with paranormal I like watching realistic true story stuff.</div>
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- I would rather have few good quality friends than tons of crappy ones</div>
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- I want to be rich.</div>
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- I love my family.</div>
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- Life is good</div>
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<br /><br /><br />People who are honestly happy, are happy when your happy. People who are not happy do not seem to want others happy either. Make certain that those you spend time with are happy, and honestly so. Fake smiles can not hide discouraging words. Negativity is like the flu. Do not let yourself catch it. Surround yourself in sunlight, and you shall never know darkness. Surround yourself in darkness, and you shall never know the beauty of the world. Or in life. Know who around you is a smile MAKER or a smile TAKER.<br />I have seen people have their lives thrown completely off track, simply due to a friend or family member who was feeding them darkness they were unable to sense. Like a rain dance, every time that friend was around the once sunny skies in their lives were filled with storms and saddness. Breeding suspicion, drama, mistrust, loss of faith or hope simply do to a source the person could not see for themselves. Semms these types are great at hiding in our BLIND SPOT. <br />One our hearts create, out of our feelings for the person. You can not see darkness in a blind spot. Years I wasted of my life from this. So many people, negative darkness bringers, hid in that spot. It spun my life out of control and ruined many years of life. But they say, if you learned something from it, its not wasted. And I have. <br />Watch out for the company you keep. Friends, family, I don't care. If it "offends you" cut it off. If you had a finger, that had a severe infection, one you could not stop, cut if off to save the rest of you. This means if you have someone you can not save from unhappiness or negativity, let them go. <br />Do not crash and burn your life trying to save them. Ever see the movie WHAT DREAMS MAY COME? Well, they warned him, do to the extreme sadness of her case, that usually her types brought his types to thier "reality" rather than being saved. Now, he was barely able to bring her out, but it was a one in a billions sort of thing. Also it was a movie. The truth to be taken from it though, and even spoken in the bible, is undeniable. You must not risk your life, heart, soul, personality or happiness on someone who will bring you down. Everyone wants to think their case is the Robbin Williams one. They can do it. And I'm not saying no one ever should help anyone. But help if your helping, nothing more. Achieve the understanding that your postition should be that of a mentor, a counseler, not a companion. Do not open your mind up to them, or the poison, virus, the darkness could seep in. Always seek out the sunlight.<br />Always see the beauty, the blessings. Do this alone. Do not need others to help you, or you are not truly seeing anything. Its theirs, not yours. Be happy alone, before you are happy together. Be strong alone, form opinions alone, be yourself alone. Who you are alone, is who you are. So if your unhappy alone, and happy with others. Take time for yourself to seek out your own happiness so you will not taint the happiness of others, so you are not the leech. So you will not become their darkness. <br />Also, so you know true happiness. Contentment. Understand that happiness is uniquely experienced by each. Do not expect certain events to trigger it, or specific reactions from it. Do not try to buy it or find it under a rug, book cover or therapy session. Do not expect to much of it. And once you find a small amount, cling to the feeling, not the cause. You have the power in you to recreate that feeling. Once you find yourself happy, watch out for times you notice your not. Examine who is there, what is said. Do not always expect the answer to be obvious or easy. It might take some digging. But once you find your true poison, cut it out. <br />Now for married folks....NO. Divorce is never the first option. Do not be one of those kinds of people. Great things take great work. Try counseling. Try what you can, then try some more. If you feel you have no other coice, then I guess go for it. And single ppl, do NOT just jump into marriage! Its not a game. Its not a silly paper, or ceremony. Its not playing house, or a test drive. Take it seriously. <br />Take life seriously. but love it, and bask in its beauty. Ban clouds from your sky. You need that light, your soul needs that light. And you must have it first if you are to spread it to others. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11184061749655013666noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8598251887265560998.post-85007890115736515742012-12-16T07:46:00.000-05:002012-12-16T07:46:43.468-05:00Shooting<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Is it anyone else's business HOW, WHY, WHEN OR WHAT? Nope. NO ONE can tell me how to run my marriage. If I want to spoil the snot out of my adorable loving husband (to what can occasionally be precieved from outsiders as "overboard") THAT IS MY BUSINESS.</div>
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Is there ANYTHING wrong with wanting to be THE DREAM WIFE? Why am I crazy for wanting to please my loving husband? Why does it bug people so much that I spoil him? He is not a pig, a monster. He is not taking advantage of me. </div>
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If I wanted to sit on my butt and groan about my life and be a B he would not care. Though, I'm sure he did not fall in love with me for my negative side. He does not ask things of me that I have not been offering on him. I choose to do this. I could tell him I want to work and him to take my place. He prob would. But I like the idea of being THE PERFECT WIFE. Of him having better bragging rights other than just "my wife can cook" or "We get along" or "Shes pretty".Why can't it be all the great things?</div>
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Studies are showing raw honey consumption may be helpful for those of us WITH CANDIDA!</div>
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THANK THE LORD!</div>
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It was previously restricted, due to it being a sugar. Candida feeds on carbs, starches and sugars. But due to honeys long suspected (now proven/tested) anti-bad properties, it seems its on the GOOD list! </div>
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This is def good news considering all we are asked to NOT eat.</div>
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CORN, ALL TYPES</div>
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After various artlicles I read from many websites, I decided it was in my best interest One article stated how the corn crops were a huge part of the issue with the disappearance of the honey bee. </div>
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Among many other suspected issues and proven problems I read from in these articles. All of which convened me to lay off corn, unless I grow my own. Even then, its just not the best pick. </div>
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So in conclusion. HONEY GOOD, CORN BAD. </div>
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