Your *BLEEP and Your *BLOOP*

Your *BLEEP and Your *BLOOP*

Hilarious

http://www.shaveeverywhere.com

Made me wanna go get one LOL and I dont’ have a *BLEEP* or *BLOOP* and *BEEP*

Ahh… marketing today…

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First Kiss

First Kiss

My baby and I were sitting here watching the movie Hitch. And they got to the part where Hitch was explaining to Brenneman how you only get one chance to make that first impression and the first kiss is such a huge part of it and how some women even take the first kiss as being indicative of the kind of relationship that awaits her. After a few questions back and forth between he and I, I took the time to sit and remember my “first kisses”. Strangely enough – I only remember a few. Of course, my very first kiss. I remember vividly it being very wet and unkempt (my whole face felt like it was soaked by the time we were done) and I remember seeing everything green when I opened my eyes from the minutes spent with my eyes closed and the sun beating down on them. I remember the first kiss with my first “real” boyfriend, one night after the School Year opening dance outside by the cafeteria. I remember the kiss with the man that was in my life the longest (up to now) – completely awkward and was like WHOA… where did that come from … you’re just a friend. But there are so many that I don’t remember. And at no time did I ever rate the whole relationship by those kisses.

Then in a different scene, we watched as Brenneman just had his first kiss and upon Allegra closing the door for the night and he dances down the street. I think once upon a time I could fathom someone doing all of that after having kissed me for the first time, because I kinda felt like I did it myself. That exciting feeling of initiation… the embarking upon something new and exciting and the possibiltiy of finding love. That’s enough to make anyone dance, I think. but does that happen anymore? Do guys vy for the opportunity to kiss the girl of their dreams? Is there even a “girl of your dreams” anymore? Considering the numbers are drastically skewed in your direction and if you have women who are willing to dispense of the chase and get right to the spoils… I know that most of that thrill is the acquisition of what you’ve been pursuing. Is there even a pursuit anymore? Guys?

*sigh* Even the memory of that feeling is nice and warm. It’s so sad that some of the BEST feelings in the world are fleeting and we live in pursuit of them for all our lives.

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Nothing is as it seems

Nothing is as it seems.

No matter how young you are when you hear it – it always seems to offer a nugget of wisdom when you find that you’ve been duped again. When you think you may have found someone who makes you believe that “too good to be true” might not apply to all things that are too good – you are awakened by the fact that everyone is human. No one has the perfect set up for ANYTHING.

Period.

So… you either settle for imperfection. Or you don’t settle… And resign to not be satisfied.

Your choice.

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Changes

Changes

I love the feeling of my body changing for the better. I’m rested. Things are functioning well. It’s slimming and I feel much healthier. And I love my hour walk. It’s one hour of total peace in the midsts of my confusion

165 is the Goal.

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In Love, A Fortunate Accident

In Love, A Fortunate Accident

I’m stealing this from my girl Jacquees’ myspace page.

“Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being “in love” which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.”

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