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