Fudge a little….

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At what point does a fudge become a lie? Technically it’s all a lie but you know. :) Lots of people fudge on their taxes (for the record IRS I do not :D). Probably the biggest fudge that women tell is “but it was on sale so it was fine”. But what they leave out is that those were Frye boots and while on sale still cost almost $300 with tax. Opps. Why no officer I didn’t know how fast I was going? There was a stop sign? I have a headache ;) This? This old thing? This has been in the closet for years. Yes, I made that from scratch. No your butt looks fine stuffed into those jeans. I’m sure probably one of those has come out of your mouth. I know it has from me. But does it make it right? No. One kind of fudge that is always right is chocolate. Chocolate is always nice to you…well maybe not your pants size. This was insanely easy fudge that I made even worse for you by adding Halloween candy to the top of it. It’s a great way to use up any leftover Halloween … [Read more...]

The Grass is Not Always Greener…

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I don’t totally abide by the rule that there are no regrets in life. I think from time to time there are. I would hope some of the actions I have seen people take in their life they feel regret for…the key is just not to dwell on it. The grass is always greener syndrome seems to get people into a world of regret. For me I had a case of it many years ago when I left my teaching job for curriculum to make more money. I learned the valuable lesson of making more money doesn’t mean more happiness, in fact, I was miserable the majority of that year. But for most people they leave their pasture of grass for what they think is a greener pasture in the world of love and romance. And sometimes it is greener. But it’s mostly just greener on the surface…and often it’s just a little fertilizer ;). It’s kind of like the Bachelor/Bachelorette shows. How can you not like someone who is handsome/pretty and nice that takes you out on wonderful dates and wines and dines you? The rush … [Read more...]

Hey mister can you spare a dollar….

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I’m doing something unlike me. I’m going to host my own telethon, ala PBS style. Well I won’t host, let’s have Crazy Cocker Spaniel host…her eyes are far more convincing. See…those eyes are hard to resist. I figure I will do this once a year. For some people this is a good time of year and you get some money back for the good old IRS, or sadly some of you like me owe the old IRS. My ad agency seems to think I can live off of $45, they are wrong. FYI, that’s for the month, not a day or week or anything. A month. And while as a general rule I love writing this blog, after the divorce it’s supposed to be a source of income and not to toot my own horn but I think I do more than $45 worth of work a month. So if you can spare a dollar, literally a dollar, I would greatly appreciate it (the donate button is on the right hand side there where it says Donate). If not I don’t really care either, I still love you anyway. But it never hurts to ask. :) So if I have … [Read more...]

Identity crisis…

The other day on Live Journal (no this blog is not on that…it’s my own personal thing) my friends were doing some sort of say what you admire/like about the other person. I get the two same responses in just different forms from everyone, at least I am consistent. One is that they admire my ability to find humor in almost anything even in the toughest of situations and the wit that comes from my mouth about those situations. The second is the ever popular about how sure I am of myself. I am without a doubt sure of myself. But I would like to point out that doesn’t mean I’m stuck up. Liking who you are as a person often freaks people out. Speaking your mind also seems to freak people out, especially those who build their lives up with so many lies they can’t possibly think about telling the truth. So you make them nervous especially if you know their lies. It also doesn’t mean that I go around thinking I am hot. I pass the mirror on more than one occasion thinking, oh my … [Read more...]

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