Tag: Jesus
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A Gaggle Of Gals Equals A Passel Of Fun
I just spent a weekend with about forty of my closest friends. It’s typically women who say that. And it’s often a planned event that has women coming together for a common goal. Like a retreat. A time of bonding and sharing and encouraging. Women rarely need an event to bond. If you bring food…
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When Chocolate Comes Calling
Chocolate has played a huge role in my life. If I’m going to obsess about a food and try really hard not to eat it, it’s the one I can’t get out of my mind. If I’m going binge on something, it’s right there with me. It doesn’t ask anything of me. It doesn’t judge…
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Can You See Me Now?
Walking is my go-to exercise of choice. My chance to be outdoors and moving. Both of which seem to be good for me. I don’t need a lot of equipment. Shoes are useful. (Except on the beach, where they become your worst enemy.) Clothing that can breathe with me. Especially if my breathing becomes erratic…
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Let It Snow, Let It Snow–Enough Already!
I had the chance to go to Boston for a work project with the added benefit of visiting my daughter and son-in-law. During a blizzard. I’ve not spent much time in Boston. Only one other time, really. And it was warm. Got to see a few of the historic sites. Not now. This Florida gal…
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Could You Please Say That Again? Differently?
In a perfect world–well, in my perfect world–people would always understand each other. No matter what language is used. I’m a mono-lingual American. One of those. I want to understand what others are saying. Or what emotion they choose to do it in. (Can you imagine emoticons popping from our mouths like so much spit?)…
Tip of My Iceberg 