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In today’s age of gadget driven communication, it’s more important than ever to pay attention to social and physical cues to decipher the message. There are countless books out there which tackle this message, but sometimes its so blatantly obvious that one must chuckle at the inability to take a hint. *Guys, ladies hint… A LOT!
As my significant other has sucked me into the world of youtube, I have witnessed some absolutely cringe-worthy tutorials on what women want. (Usually by young men who have not had the life experience required to even take a guess)
So, I figured we’d have some fun and I would write my own little list of what she says (does) vs. what she means. I hope you either have a good giggle, or maybe get that codex in your head once and for all 😉
*When you ask what she wants for dinner, what…
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Today’s reblog winner is…A Beautiful Disaster!
March 15th has a sting to it. The kind like cold winter air hitting your warm face. A sting like a knife slowly pressed into your soul, never to be removed again. March 15th carries the weight of the world’s saddest souls, and only casts shadows among the living on this day. March 15th is cursed in a way, that only those in our inner circle can understand.
March 15th is when we lost our best friend : a father, husband, son……tragically taken too soon in a mechanical accident at a meat processing plant. March 15th is a day nobody will ever forget, as it was this wretched day that stole our friend, and changed the course of all of our lives forever.
Yes, for the last five years, March 15th rolls around and tears open a healing wound, only to set the process over again. It is such a…
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This is Life Experiment Blog!
Hi all 🙂
Today’s post is a short one, as I’m just coming to my senses after major surgery. Since I complain on the regular about people blogging after a few drinks, I don’t want to be a super hypocrite by blogging while waayyy heavily medicated.
Just wanted to let you guys know that so far, so good. The operation seems to have gone well and the doctors are keeping a close eye on things. I’ll be in the hospital for at least the next several days, but I will be checking in via cell. Promise!
A cool thing happened today. When I opened my eyes, I saw this beautiful red rose next to my bed. I asked the nurse where it came from (I’m not even in my own space yet), and she told me the hospital had roses sent to every female patient that’s temporarily residing here in…
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Do you follow Cyranny’s Cove?
Let us take a chance my love
and throw caution to the wind
Let us grab the moment and say that
this day, this minute, this time is ours
to use, to the limits of our love and longing
not looking back nor having regrets, about what was
might have been, should have been, never would be,
Should be, want to be, has to be…
I want what you want
the want of those things, that we share
and cultivate, those little dreams, which have blossomed
like love’s seedlings, nurtured with our loving hands
supported and protected, loved and cherished
the want of something so beautiful,
the want of seeing you at my waking moments
when the day’s tiredness becomes washed away with your smile
the ultimate pleasure of lying by your side, telling you
how lucky I was, I am, I continue to be with you
by my side,
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Meet Being Lydia!
Quite a title eh?
March 2nd was the fifth anniversary of my Dad’s passing. Now I have talked openly about the fact my relationship with him was a rocky road, and I don’t intend to go down it again. However, the daily prompt totally made me think of him.
One thing that anyone who knew my Dad would agree on was that he was sharp as a tack when it came to remembering things. Being a pharmacist, attention to detail is key and you couldn’t get much by him.
That is until the last few years of his life. He was never diagnosed with dementia, mainly because I had no way of bringing it up with his doctor without offending Dad. I seemed to do that a lot through that time, and I didn’t want to make it worse. But, to be honest, it broke my…
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