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Yes, I am full aware that it has been over a year since last I have blogged. Part of it was that I pretty much could not figure out how to log in again. The rest...well, I just get short on time, sometimes. But I resolve to do better.Part of a plan I have to get more organized is to come up with a menu plan. This saves time, as well as money (I am not running out to McDonald's every night.) I did

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I am enthralled by fireworks. One of my earliest memories of the Fourth of July was seeing the fireworks with my mom and sister. I didn't know what they were, until I saw them. I was hooked. I also used to enjoy lighting fireworks. Unfortunately, that ended when I became a firecracker-injury statistic (due to my own stupidity, I am afraid.) Now I just enjoy watching other people light them. This

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I have always had an extensive vocabulary. I don't always use it, but I love words. Not just big ones, though. I love descriptive ones. Some of my favorites:Enrich (hence the title)AstoundingRemarkableMagnificentAmbivalent (I think I used that one in a post)ApprehensivePensiveI have to try to think of some others.

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Now I have seen everything.I remember when there was only one choice of milk: the kind that came from a cow. This was in my early elementary years. In fourth and fifth grade, they added chocolate milk. I suppose strawberry milk got added sometime after I graduated high school.But now, root beer flavored milk?!?! Seriously?Someone taste it for me. I don't have the guts. Then tell me how it tastes.

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OK...let me talk about coupons. I absolutely love them. I have been using them almost addictively for about four years now. I love using both the CVS and Walgreens rewards programs to get stuff for free or ridiculously cheap.Now let me talk about Internet coupons. I seldom use them for two reasons. 1.) They use a ridiculous amount of printer ink, which is most definitely NOT cheap. 2.) They are

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(I am starting a series of sorts, of things I love about summer. A few days ago I made an entry about corn on the cob. This is my second entry.)FirefliesI get a thousand hugsFrom ten thousand lightning bugsAs they try to teach me how to dance--Owl CityFireflies have been a favorite thing about summer to me. There are few things I enjoy more than sitting outside at twilight, amongst trees, waiting

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I am an anomaly.See, I am a single, never-married thirty-something woman without children.When I tell people this, I get the following reaction in some form: "Oh, honey, I am sorry to hear that. Oh, well, someday he will come. Don't give up!"Or: "Well, to help that, you need to do this, this and this. That will attract more men."Or: "Well you better hurry up. You don't want to be an old maid!" (

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I guess I am feeling a bit nostalgic right now. I actually remember a time when the Big 12 was the Big 8. I actually remember TV ads where a car company called themselves "Big 8 Ford." For years, I thought the Big 8 was referring to cars, not football.Now it looks like the Big 12 is going to be dissolved as of 2012. Many rumors abound, but some people think that OU, among other teams, will be

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I love music. I always have. From my earliest preschool years, my favorite time of the day was when we would all gather around and sing along to records. (Yes, records.) Now, I am not that musical myself. My brother and younger sister can sing well, and my mother played the piano. But I have only a slightly-above-average voice. I do OK when in a group, but my solo voice is reserved for my car and

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This woman is braver than I am.Actually the whole situation she describes appalls me for several reasons. First off, all of her school's lunch foods come prepackaged...they just heat them up. In my day, we actually had lunch ladies with aprons and hairnets that made our food. While the food didn't taste much better than the food in this blog, at least it was homemade (lunch-lady-made?)More

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There is very little, to me, that screams summertime more than a delicious, ripe ear of corn on the cob. Ever since I remember, I have loved eating corn right off the cob. It evokes memories of cookouts, sitting on patios, crunching on the sweet kernels, blackened to the perfect amount of smokiness.Now, I don't have a grill, so I can't cook grilled corn-on-the-cob. But I have found that

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Wanna pack your bagsSomething smallTake what you need and we disappearwithout a trace we'll be gone, gonemoon and the stars will follow the carAnd then when we get to the oceanGonna take a boat to the end of the worldall the way to the end of the worldOh when the kids are old enoughwe gon' teach them to flyYou and me togetherwe could do anything, babyyou and me together yes, yesyou and me

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I am a huge fan of Chinese food. Sometimes, I have trouble finding decent places. I ate at this place called Yummy Yummy, and...well, let's just say it wasn't. How disappointing!I just want to recommend this place that I eat at a lot. It is called Tai Pei. It's really yummy! I had sweet and sour chicken and an egg roll there. Just thought I would share. Happy Friday, all!

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Here are a couple things that I have been thankful for this week:1.) I am thankful to have a family that loves me and accepts me for who I am. I had the opportunity to spend time with my mom, siblings and nieces this weekend, and had a great time! Plus, I got to try Bananas Foster for the first time. Yummy!2.) I am thankful for the men and women who serve and have served our country, and allow us

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Multitasking. It is such a buzzword in today's society. I often think of all the gadgets that weren't around 50 years ago that are part of our lives today. For instance:-Cell Phones-Computers-DVD recorders-Microwave ovens-PDAsThe list goes on and on. I am old enough to remember a time when (gasp!) telephones had CORDS! And I also remember when there was a pay phone or two at every gas station.

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OK, here it is...I am trying to start blogging again. I have tried several times, but have failed for many reasons. The biggest reason is that I shared too much of my personal life, which wasn't always positive.Here is my goals for this blog:1.) To be an encouragement to others2.) To share about the positive and thought-provoking experiences of my life3.) To keep my family and dearest friends

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