Character Confession: I Don’t Know if Fat Floats
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Character Confession: I Don’t Know if Fat Floats

This started out as a reply to The Common Queen, a dear, dear friend who is cleaning it up on the Internet. Her little blog is going places, and once you read her posts, you’ll see why. In writing you need a voice, and Holly’s got it. Besides this great post, which got two THOUSAND…

Character Confession: Why I Don’t Stare
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Character Confession: Why I Don’t Stare

My mom has a saying I heard a few times. “It’s okay to look at the past, but don’t stare.” That makes a lot of sense. I’ve watched a lot of people waste amazing potential because they still remember that great football game from high school, that one relationship that got away, that one rejection…

Saturday Confession: I’m in Love, I’m in Love and I Don’t Care Who Knows It!
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Saturday Confession: I’m in Love, I’m in Love and I Don’t Care Who Knows It!

  Sorry to steal your line, Buddy the Elf, but it fits here. I’m in love. But not the kind to get me in trouble with my marriage. Even though it’s not my husband. It’s this guy. No one is more shocked than me. I’m not a big dog person. My sister would even say…

Saturday Confession: The First Class Curtain
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Saturday Confession: The First Class Curtain

When I was in high school my sister and I watched a Louie Anderson comedy show so many times we had it memorized. I tried to find the exact bit online and couldn’t, but to this day you can give me or my sister one line, and we can probably finish the bit. Great laughs….

Saturday Confession: When the Rose Color Comes Off Our Glasses
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Saturday Confession: When the Rose Color Comes Off Our Glasses

I have a few confessions today. One, I know you’re there. Yep, you aren’t leaving comments for the most part, and that’s okay. Twice a month I check the back end of things here to make sure everything is working and it’s there I see how many of you visit, and for how long. Lately,…