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That Pesky Whisker

I first noticed it a few years back. It was totally random. For some reason my finger grazed across that exact spot under my chin, and there it was. A whisker.

fun tweezers from MAC, totally unlike mine

fun tweezers from MAC, totally unlike mine

I’m not talking about a hair, although technically a whisker is a type of hair. I’m talking about the bristly, pokey, fill-in-a-man’s-face with them kind of whisker. At least it wasn’t black.

This whisker concerned me. Why did I have a whisker? What else didn’t I know? Were there others I was unaware of?

I rarely wear cosmetics, and I’m a pretty no-fuss kind of girl, so I really don’t check myself out very carefully. What else was going on that I didn’t know about?

A close inspection followed, and I was satisfied that the whisker was a renegade. Why this lone wolf chose to set up shop on my chin I may never know, but now that I was aware of it, I was determined to take it down. Continue reading →


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What’s Waiting at the End of the Weight Loss Journey?

For those on a weight loss “journey” (I’m not a big fan of the phrase, but it does work), have you thought about what happens when you get to your destination?

roadendOf course you have.

You’ll be leaner, fitter, healthier, happier.

You’ll look better, feel better, and be treated better by others.

Shopping will be a joy, looking in the mirror will be a pleasure, and life will be grand.

Right?

Maybe not.

Read about one woman’s experience with the “after” portion of “before and after,” then see if some of your own ideas might be a little unrealistic.

Thanks to Lisa at Can Anybody Hear Me? for her candid and well written piece. Click here for her post.

Do you agree with her? Have you found your “happily ever after” or are you still on the “journey?”


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A Poem

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Pebbles of Doubt

I’m walking a path that feels familiar

Yet it looks different from any I’ve followed before

The sunlight is the same

And so are the trees

The birdsong is familiar

And so is the scent in the air

Pine and mud and freshness

Wonder and wanting and impatience

I move forward

Knowing the path will guide me

My feet feel sure

But my eyes question

Have I been here before?

Is this the right path?

Where will it take me?

I throw those questions aside

Pebbles on the earth

Left in my wake

And I charge ahead

Unwilling to consider

That my doubts might lead to truth