LOVE2RUN's CalorieKing Blog
The path not taken...
Saturday, June 6th 2009
It's a beautiful world out there folks. It amazes me just how many of us little ants are out there, living, loving, scared, hungry, rich, poor, healthy or sick. We are all so different; yet, we are all the same. The same emotions experienced in so many different ways.So I wonder, is the path we've taken one that we've chosen? Or is the path we've taken one that was chosen for us? Our environment, our social status, our genetic markings, the people we encounter all influence the choice...
Poor baby
Thursday, June 4th 2009
I just spent 2 hours in a dentist office watching the blood puddle on the floor as the Dentist gleefully laughed with delight and yanked the wisdom from my baby's teeth with mid-evil tools of torture. Her screams of pain and fear rebounding off the walls of the dungeon as the hideous and cruel dental assistants held me back and prevented me from rescuing my dearest, darling daughter. My heart is now ripped and shredded by the thought that I, yes I, her mother, sworn to protect her from all har...Stuff I need to know...
Wednesday, June 3rd 2009
Written By Regina Brett, of The Plain Dealer, Cleveland, Ohio."To celebrate growing older, I once wrote the 45 lessons life taught me. It is
the most-requested column I've ever written."
My age odometer rolled over to 90 in August, so here is the column once more:
1. Life isn't fair, but it's still good.
2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.
3.. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.
4. Your job won't take care of you when you are si...
I love you baby...now back off
Tuesday, June 2nd 2009
When does love cease to be love and starts becoming strangulation? He's my love, he's my life and I couldn't survive a single day without him; but he's choking me.I'm independent. Very. I had to be; he left me sitting in the corner when I was large. He loved me then; but in a different way. I was as insignificant as a piece of furniture. He liked having me around because I served a purpose. Wife, mother and lover. He desperately loves me now and treats me like fragile glass that co...
Daughter!
Monday, June 1st 2009
All I want to know is, is it possible, is it even remotely possible for a 14 year old teenage girl to wear a perfectly clean item of clothing for more than 5 measly minutes before tossing it on the floor into a big wasted pile of clothes that I spend all week washing, drying, folding and occasionally ironing? and then... AND THEN... She tells me she has nothing to wear?!?!?!Why baby? WHY!!