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The most valuable things have no price

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My most valuable possession is worth next to nothing to most people. You can’t go buy it at a store or find it on Ebay, it has no monetary value what so ever.  The item that I hold most dear to my heart is an old green and red ledger book that my mom had turned into her cookbook. She gave it to me before she passed away four years ago. Sure there were other things she left me; jewelry and other bric a brac but that book means so much more. Within its stained and faded pages it holds more memories than any picture album. I learned to cook over that old ledger book, many of the stains it carries are from my inexperienced hands dripping, spraying and dropping various foods on its pages. All these years later I couldn’t tell you the first recipe I cooked from its pages but it was probably chocolate chip cookies. I didn’t learn until I was older that it was the same recipe as was on the Toll House chocolate chip bag but she had carefully written it down by hand like every other reci...
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Dating Anxiety...

Dating for me has always held a lot of anxiety and when I say a lot I mean A LOT. Those first few dates until you know that the guy is actually really interested in you seriously stress me out, heck the time leading up to actually being asked out stresses me out. Part of the reason for this is the fact I tend to over think things, my brain as hard as I try does not shut off most of the time so when I am not occupying it with other stuff it comes up with its own things to think about. These are usually the things that I don’t want to dwell on; ie a criticism from a person, how crappy it is to be single, something stupid/embarrassing  I said, and of course how I acted around a guy I might actually like. I have gotten a little better about it over the years but it still ties my stomach up in knots.                 I know a lot of the problem is the fact I never got to practice at the whole guy/girl social i...
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Cupid sold out

(This is a blog post I had written earlier this year and I wanted to repost it on my new blog site since I am deleting the other one.) With Valentine’s Day upon us I thought I would start with something about love or in my case the lack thereof. I am a divorced, single woman and I have been single for quite some time. Some of this is because of being a bigger girl that is not always the most confident in going out and finding someone and a lot of it is by choice. I met my ex-husband when I was young and spent 6 years with him. I will not be going into what went wrong in your relationship because I don't hate him and respect him enough not to post our life in a blog.                 Needless to say in my almost 30 years of life I have been jerked around and treated like crap by my fair share of men, leaving me at times bitter and jaded by love. I know I am not the only woman that has been left this way either, ...
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30... Not quite such a dirty word

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When I was younger, not that I am really that old, I always said that age wouldn’t bother me that I would not be one of the women that got all depressed when they turned thirty, after all it is just a number.  Unfortunately at the age of twenty-six it hit me, I was closer to thirty than I was twenty now. Maybe it was because of the changes that had happened in my life in that past year that made me think and with each consecutive birthday since that day thirty hung there, looming ominously; taunting me that it would soon be upon be here. The calendar finally flipped over to 2012 and I was determined that thirty was not going to bring me down that instead I was going to celebrate in style, heck we would make it a full three day weekend blow out since my birthday landed on a Friday. Unfortunately thirty was determined it was not going down that easily, things in life happened that brought me down majorly and as May drew nearer I found myself dropping into a depressed funk.  ...
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