Category Archives: Repost – Other People’s Blogs

Choose Your Own Adventure (via The Other Side of 55)

I used to love CYOA books, but no one else seems to remember them. I’ve written before about the road map of our life, and how if *A* hadn’t happened, then *B* and *C* wouldn’t have happened.  I’ve recently wondered how difficult it would be to write my own CYOA book – this post makes me really want to tackle it.  What if I had picked the other option in each major decision I’ve made?  Would I still have ended up here?

Choose Your Own Adventure Do you ever play the ‘What if?’ game with yourself?  You know the one I mean – “What if I’d travelled instead of going to college right out of high school?”  “What if I hadn’t married my high school sweetheart?” “What if I’d hung on to that cute little house [that’s now worth almost a million dollars]?” “What if I’d taken that job in [some exotic location]?” “What if I hadn’t won the lottery?” (just kidding).  What if … What if … What if … … Read More

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broccoli cornbread – little bits o’ heaven (via one tough lady lives on)

This is the only way I eat cornbread. I made it a couple of weeks ago for my cooking club, and one of the women asked for the recipe, her boyfriend loved it so much. I had to search my friend’s blog to find it (Categories, love, Categories), so I’m posting it here so the I can find it better. 🙂

Aunt Lois’ broccoli cornbread is in almost all of our family cookbooks that I’ve ever seen, but the below was pasted directly from an email to me from Tough Lady herself below, typos and all.    I was at the office, heading to the store on the way home, and had left the recipe at home but I knew she’d have it. What I didn’t realize was that she’d done this one so often that she was able to write the recipe from memory. I can’t imagine a holiday o … Read More

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Emotional Math

Lots of future posts floating around in my head right now.  I’ll organize my thoughts and get to them all sooner or later.  In the meantime, I just read a wonderful post by IzzieDarling:

  • Just because … I can’t see doesn’t mean I don’t want to. Often times, we are irritated and impatient with others when we believe they are beating a dead horse, not moving fast enough, lazy, playing the victim. Guilty. Add compassion.
  • Just because … you find yourself “lost” does not mean you will not be “found”. Subtract despair, multiply hope.
  • Just because … you face the unknown on all fronts does not mean anything other than you may be at the doorstep of the best life you’ve ever known. Negative thinking is easy. Divide it into smithereens, erase, and add amazing possibilities to each and every half empty glass in your possession.

Read more here:  Just Because: Do the Math.

Single: A Four Letter Word (via My Life With Freckles)

So, My Life With Freckles (could be me!) commented on my post 35 and Single, which led me back to her blog. My favorite line in this post: “Us single girls in our thirties should not be treated like designer jeans that are now sold at T.J. Maxx because the company made too many. We are still designer jeans.”

While I completely agree, and am whole-heartedly in the “Just because I’m single doesn’t mean I’m a bad person” club, it’s hard to remember sometimes. It’s a whole head v. heart thing. Your head says, “Don’t worry, you’re better off this way.” But your heart has memory lapses and is prone to fits of self-pity. Unfortunate human condition…

Single: A Four Letter Word   There was an older woman who attended the church I grew up at who by every definition was an “Old Maid” or a “Spinster”.  When I was in the 6th grade she came to talk to my Girl Scout group about her life. We asked her why she never had gotten married and her answer has always stuck with me. Ok, it kind of haunts me.  She said that when she was a young girl, she would play Post Office with her friends. Boys would send her letters but she w … Read More

via My Life With Freckles

Talking to Girls About Duran Duran (via Eleventh Stack)

Posting specifically for my friend geauxgirl, because I know her so well. 🙂

Talking to Girls About Duran Duran I love the ’80s, and I am not ashamed. The 1980s, that is. The 1880s were jam-packed with interesting phenomena, to be sure; however, no matter how many serious, “grown-up” books I read, sometimes what I need to make it through the day is a healthy dose of cheese-tastic teenage nostalgia. Scoff if you must, but music critic Rob Sheffi … Read More

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