Cindy Relish and Free Falling
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05/19/10
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Free falling with a perfect landing is incredible. I have done it once.
The hardest part is looking up and realizing your landing has happened on cruise control. There is no denying it happened. His smell is everywhere. You reach for a shoulder. Your legs try to wrap themselves around him..He left.
There is no way to forget letting yourself go there. In fact.... If you get to do it once in your life it is golden.
Perhaps jumping from a plane is less hazerdous. But certainly not as much fun
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Lisa.
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Cindy Relish and Magic
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05/17/10
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Magic happens....Sometimes it is a fleeting feeling. Sometimes it smacks you righjt in the face and stays there for a bity.
Today magic happened with my daughter. She jumped into bed as I was hitting the snooze button. I actually had my face deep burried into this bunny pillow of hers.
But then I felt her hug. i smelled her hair. she put her whole weight into laying ontop of me. yes my friends... magic happened at 530 this morning.
We all have those moments that we take for granted,. I am going to ask each and every rteader of my blog to patiently nmtake in the silly wonderful momments.
never miss the small things.... they are the ones that count. They are the times you cannot get back.
A soft and loving hug means so much more than anything that will happen in your day today. I promise!!!
As Always
Best...Lisa
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Cindy Relish Jumping on Concrete
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05/06/10
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The first time I leaped off the roof, my siamese cat Maxi landed gracefully. I broke my arm.
That was when I learned to bend my knees when falling from high places. It was a hard lesson.
Ouch. Today was painful. At this very ripe age, I forgot what Maxi taught me when I was four. Bend your knees when jumping from high places. To land gracefully it takes a bit of humility. Even if you know you are right, everyone in the room may not see your point of view.
With the windows open, driving up the highway, I had to make a new deal with myself.... I will try to land with bent knees. I have got to be flexible when trying to push my way past the lions gate.
All of those rules we learn in the sand box seem to fade as life teaches us right from wrong. Spitting in the wind or up in the air usually results badly. Rarely does it end up with a good result.
i guess there are those who always remember to stop, drop and roll. It bumms me out that I have got to keep breaking my arm or heart to remember.
For today, anyone who is reading this and feels as if they are doing so from a high place, jump carefully.Make sure you have a way to break your fall. . When all else fails, go limp and give in to gravity. Last but not least, try and avoid jumping onto cement..
Somehow this all sounds like a bunch of metaphors. Sorry,...
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Lisa
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Cindy Relish and The Meaning of Life
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05/04/10
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So I was sitting with my 71 year old mother, she explains to me how hard it was to put Dad on a respirator. HE requested it. Even though he never wanted to be kept alive artificially.
She just told me today, it was wrong to make him die twice. I have been mad as heck that everyone didn't fight harder.
Perhaps I was being selfish.
I guess, if you pay attention you might learn a bunch from the ones who have walked before you...
JUST A THOUGHT
Always Best,
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Cindy Relish and Extraordinary
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04/29/10
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Being unbelievable happens once in a lifetime.
The clouds bump heads. There is no where to run. You look up and smile. You smile because there is no where for your smile to run. It happened, all of the sudden. It happened with no work.
When a person finds them self being great, say hello to it. Yummy up to it. Welcome the moment, it like a bowl of warm oatmeal.Yep, that is how great real love feels. Clean socks, warm feet... a cool pillow.
When extraordinary happens in your life the light actually twinkles.Twice... sometimes three times.
The best part about it is when you can cry even though he is still alive. You cry even though he alive. You cry that he is still alive You cry because you would want to die if he weren't alive.
I believe poetry, love and happiness goes hand in hand with the concept of extraordinary.
That second when you meet extraordinary makes you a bigger person. You have arrived. You get to join the club... Welcome home
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Cindy Relish On Sex and Love
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04/08/10
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I can't believe I am asking this... but here it goes.
Is love and great sex correlated? Does that moment that is reached mark the beginning of love? Is it just a physical exercise?
I believe this is a moment where men and women think differently. I think girls and guys interperate great sex with completely different eyes.
It scares me to think I have been waiting for a great love just looking for intense physical attraction. When I speak to women I always note that they all believe differently. The happily married girls say things like.. "men just need sex and a sandwich." Unmarried ones usually believe it is great sex that points to a great future.
There is the rub. Does it mean that the married ones got it right? Or are they leaving out the best part of it?
Do men only want what a woman gives as a favor... not when it is all she can do to keep her own pants o?
The men I know chase what they can't have. They seem to obsess over the woman who lets them have some only when they have earned it.
Now, no insult intended. This is purely an anthropological investigation. Is it true if a woman is "ever redy" she is undesirable? Is it better to look at canoodling as a reward and not a communication gleamed by the luck of finding the one who curls your toes?
I hate making love when it is not, yet, I find I am unsure of the outcome when I have charged forward with no holds barred. Perhaps that is the vulnerability factor. perhaps I have read too many fairy tails.
My brain is exploding with the thought that honesty in love leads to a tragic love story. I hope not. Looking back I have never gotten hurt when I didn't care. Looking back I have always been hurt when I did. What a drag.
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Lisa
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Cindy Relish Messing Up and Fessing Up
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04/07/10
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We all have been there. Everything seems on track. Life is getting predictable. Suddenly it becomes boring. Too easy.
I hate it when my days are all in line. I crave it whenever it is not. A big contradiction going on in my brain.
I am not a single minded woman. I have many sides. I need to mix it up all the while scared shitless of what the final outcome will be.
I need to stumble and fall on a regular basis. it keeps it real. reminds me I am human after all. Throws my gears back on track.
My thought for today, steer clear of people who show the world they have it all together. They don't. It is all smoke and morrows. When ever I have bought into that lie I have regretted it profoundly. First because i am diminished by standing so close to this "perfect" human. Second because I ultamitely figure out all that agrivation was for not much more than a better faker than a rockin, got it all together person.
It is childish to not show your flaws, foibles and truths. Hiding who you are lands everyone around you disapointed eventually . Especially yourself.
Nobody is perfect. those who figure that out always seem like the happiest people I know.
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Lisa
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Cindy Relish Fascination and Complication
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04/04/10
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i had an easter egg hunt today. There were kids, dogs and cats all over the place. More candy filled eggs than should be allowed in the free world. The sun was shining. it was a beautiful day.
All of the sudden up drives a florist truck.
two dozen pink roses are delivered to my door. A note says.... sorry. Nothing else. Just sorry.
I am really fascinated by the way guys think. Why does every time they complicate things they remember it is pink roses that turn me on? Sorry? You can rip my heart to shreds and remember the color of flowers to send the next week?
I always hear how complicated we girls are. My male friends all want to say women are difficult. But why are men so interested when we are pissed? Seems like a sure fire way to win at love is to slam the door.
I love flowers when I am happy. Please do not send them because you are working me. If I am angry, fix what went wrong. Please don't send me flowers and not address why they needed sen dning in the first place.
We women love a bit of complication. We are truly fascinated by it. It keeps us thinking. Up in the middle of the night blogging for Christes sake.If he could remember that I love pink roses, how could he forget to not hurt me?
Lisa
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Cindy Relish and Love Actually
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03/31/10
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When I am thin I feel attractive. I tend to run early. I pack less. Everything is easier.
When I am in love I feel whole. I am happier. I pack less. Everything is easier.
Every day runs long and feels more complicated when I am not in love. I make active choices to mix things up. I then gripe about my lack of time. I think I need to be able to blame my discontent on something other than my lack of silly love songs.
Planting flowers is one way I fill my heart. Shopping no longer does it for me. Go figure. I actually have moved past that easy fix. I hate that.
Napping is a sure way to brighten my mood... for a sec. Not a long term answer.
Unfortunately love is the only solution when it comes to me being happy. I hate that too.
The thing is, it is not enough to be in love. I love to be chased. When he can't get enough of me. I am skinny even if I feel fat. My cheeks are blooming with out the help of make-up. Jeans slide on. Dresses fall easily upon my body.... What the hell is that anyway????
When the music plays all the time in your mind. When your sleep is met with delicious dreams. When your day takes minutes. Pinch yourself and grin. Share that feeling with the nearest person. Pay it forward. Remember that everyone in your life is not in that groovy place. I believe what ever you give you will get back ten fold... Kind of like a chain letter.
To generate love in your life, spend all of your life giving it.
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Lisa
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Cindy Relish and The Problem With Being Ernest!!
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03/17/10
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Hemingway was an emotional midget. He died a year befoer I was born but managed to haunt my educational life. We learned all about the gift of pros his works offered. For years I had him ranked as one of my top ten talents.
Then I read him again, I realized the one thing that all of his tales were missing. A counter part to his heros lives. Was he gay? What?
Nope. he was mad at woman and too drunk to work his brilliant mind out of the box.
When my girl friends begin to lament over their inability to meet Mr. Right I often think of Ernest. How could he expect to ever be with a woman that he would consider "good enough" when he refused to be good enough for that kind of woman to want.?
One of the biggest mistakes in the art of dating seems to me that living and loving gets confused with wanting and needing.
You can't be a drunk and expect a together person to want you. Be the kind of person the kind of person you would like so you attract that type of person... Yep, lots of words. Thing is, it is the truth.
If you want someone in your life that is totally together then get it together. Stop blaming the stars. Take responsibility for who you are... who ypu want to be... who you want to be with.
Yes, always be with someone who inspires you to be the best you can be, just make sure you are the person that kind of person you want wants...
Just thinking
Lisa
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Cindy Relish Say Anything
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03/14/10
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Th most amazing time in anyones life is when they are with someone who they can truly be them self with. An awe inspiring time to be forever cherished. What ever wants to be said is said with out fear. Who you are is faced with unconditional love and acceptance. There is security that comes from this kind of relationship. You will never be alone again, You will stand together. Your shortcomings will be gazed upon with patience. Love. Perhaps not agreement. Nope that would be to easy.
The challenges of life are the issues at hand. Commitment is never up for grabs.
Everyone has it in them. Everyone recognizes it from a mile away. Suddenly life takes on a journey of two. Battles are always faced with the solace that there is at least one person beside you.
That wild abandon that tells your insides to relax... no matter what, you are not on your own.
I watched my mom and dad live this life for 53 years. They both were ten times more successful than they would ever been alone. They flourished, they fought, they made it together.
To be with someone you can say anything to is to stand twice as tall as when the only one who knows your thought is yourself. If not a mate then a friend. Notice those people. Love them for the great gift they offer. Make sure to return the favor.
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Lisa
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Cindy Relish and Players That Like You Too Much To Play You
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03/13/10
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Players that like you to much to play you. Apparently this is a new hall pass. What?
Is there really that kind of human out there? I read this online the other day and it has bugged me ever since. Does it make a man or woman noble for ducking out in order to not harm someone? So that they can continue hurting others who are not worthy of their concern? Is this an acceptable way to view such "alturistic" behavior?
I wonder how I feel about this kind of man/woman. What is that? "I am saving you from me?"
Sorry that is no excuse for being selfish, self seving and weak.. I am talking about both the loved person they turned away from and the poor fool who is their next victim.
There is no solace to be had because someone walked away to protect you.I venture to guess the truth is... they did it to protect themselves....
No Thank-you required
Best Lisa
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Cindy Relish When Lightening Strikes Twice
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03/10/10
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I guesst happens to each and every one of us once. We fall head overheals in love. I have never understood how great that was until I embrassed it.
Wow. Heroine... I think... since i haven't ever done it, must feel just as addictive. By the way, I will never try that poison fruit.
I love a man who I will never be with. He is gone. Because of life we will never be able to make that one plus one equals one thing. I should be angry at the gods for lettling me tase nirvana and then ripping it away.
The thing is... I am so glad to know I can love like that. I can embrace the fact that I could love a man so completely that he might have shown up with out shoes or shirt and I would not have givin a flip.
I think loving and the ability to love is a gift. Holding on to it and growing from it is an education. Moving forward and knowing what it means to love it a right of passage.
Yes, I love him. Always will. The thing is, from that expierience I will always know how and what love is.
How mad can any one be with that lesson???
Love... every chance you get. Grab it. Nurture it. Smile about it. Write stupid love songs about it.
Jusat remember to smile at the fact that you got the chance to feel it.
Lisa
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Cindy Relish and Whats the Name of the Game???/
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03/07/10
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As many of you know, I went to NY for the night with kiddo. We saw Mama Mia... OMG ,I was not the only rocking dork in the crowd. I was the calmer of the crowd... which speaks volumes. If you haven't seen this show on Broadway... make sure you do. Who wants to die with big regrets??? This will be one of yours if you miss it. No question.
Anyway...the point of this random blog... This is not a random blog..,,,
I have to try and blog with purpose from now on. From now on, I will try and make a reasonable point worthy of commentary. I will send out, to each and every one of you, something to sleep on, be annoyed by, agree with... Who knows. But I am going to try for substance. Meat.
If I fail endlessly, I still will continue. Just don't log into my shortfall. If I strike even the slightest nerve ... please keep checking in.... responding... arguing.... Who cares? If you are writting ,and one person is reading... yeahhh!!!! Who cares if we disaggree??
So the thought I am going to focus on is The Game. Each and every one of us has wondered WTF was going on at one point or another in a relationship. It is a mind bending , heart stopping and racing at once, moment from hell.
Here is where My meaner and more protective side kicks in. Is this a flipping game???? Should I be playing to win??? Am I in this because I love this person beyond all reason????
By a certain age we can all play the game of love and win... unless we are idiots. But who with a lick of sense wants to????
Thought for the day.... If you are asking for the name of the game, Skip the play.
It is not worth the time you spend pondering the question.
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Abba...not,,,Lisa
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Cindy Relish In The City
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03/05/10
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I owe I owe and off to the city I go!!!
Leaving in a sec to pick up Puss and head to new York Really nervous. I am meeting some agent and a publisher about my book. Scary!
So me and kiddo are having dinner with these players at 5:30... Four Seasons... Then after I survive the stress... Off to Mama Mia...YEA!!!!
I love The City. She does too.
Hopefully we can find some deals on hot bags... we love that. Matching purses with groovy names. Girl thing.
I love my kid and I love that we get to spend the next 24 hours being free. Ofcourse Andrew the Bijjon is coming.He is at the salon as I write.
To anyone who reads this.... Happy Friday!
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Lisa
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Cindy Relish and Guys in Jeans
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03/04/10
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I love guys in jeans. Not the ones in jeans they bought to look worn out. The ones in jeans that they have actually worn out themselves. 501's easy and real. Very, very hot.
I was at Home Depot today. Buying the stuff to finish out Shaw's play house.
Here is where I want to begin. I looked around at the guys in there. I ound myself surrounded my men in the zone. Really in the zone. Walking around eye balling the smooth of a piece of wood. Picking out pounds of nails. One place in the world where men love being men. They seemed to be rocking together... no need for anything else. All the guys I saw were pleased with everything about their space. For one moment I saw a ton of guys feeling tall.
I was smiling all the way to the car.
Nothing is sexier than a guy who can fix and do stuff. It just is. The way they strut up to the saw table. Pick up some kind of heavy thing like it was air. Take al their building needs to the cashier with purpose.
Like they know what they are doing... even if they don't
I am good with a hammer, still I love a man who can hit it with skill.
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Lisa
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Cindy Relish and Desperate Housewives
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03/03/10
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OK, You don't have to admit it.... but any of you take a moment to enjoy the silly and stupid antics of the girls on this show////
I will give... I hate all of them and envy them all at once. They have found acceptance in their disfunction. Love between friends reigns. How cool is that???
I am lucky enough to have such creatures, man and women alike, in my life. I love simple acceptance. It is like waking up to a clean bedroom. Who doesn't love that???
No clutter, confusion. It is as it starts.
I think, most, am like Susan. nice and a little bit scattered. If you have secretly viewed this oh so ...what ever show... give it up. Who do you see yourself as. If you are a guy reading this... what woman do you most admire???On the show... I mean.
This maybe a stupid sound off. I need a laugh. life today was a bit trying.
Best Lisa
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Cindy Relish Riding Horses
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02/28/10
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Even though it was cold outside I went for a ride. At first I was concerned about taking the horses out in the snow. Soon I learned it was just what they wanted to do. As soon as we got out of the barn the animals picked up their ears, stood a bit taller, they were ready to rock and roll.
Me too! Just breathing the cold crisp air energized my winter fatigued mind. It was awesome.
I am so glad I did not hibernate indoors today. Sometimes its too easy to stay inside. Especially up here in New England.
I hope many reading this post take the opportunity to enjoy the cold while it is still here.
Lisa
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Cindy Relish In Search Of The All American Hotdog
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02/24/10
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Dr. Seuss once said "Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind."
He most likely read .Voltaire. In Zen's "The Art OF Motorcycle Maintenance". Gravity of existence is thrown at the reader with every page. Almost to much. I have loved this book for years and years. Existentialism can basardize the concept of free will with a blink and a wink.
I am so I am... is just a cop out. . You are only as important as how your existence is to your fellow man. It is easy to be great to yourself and constant work to be great to others. At the end of the day, I believe, it will all come downwhy you exist and how best live. Being a good person and doing nothing is a wash. Going to bed withouts the snuggle kittens dificult .It ain'tt easy being sleezey. it is hard being ritiuaos, making a diference without leaving a bad footprint on the backside of someones a#*.
It is difficult to regret, a nobrainer to remember chosing the right thing.
And after a hard time the right choice seems dulled, in the long run loving with truth is a breaze.
Falling forward is a small chalenge. Getting up of the floor is the hard part.
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Cindy Relish and the World According to Flarp
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02/16/10
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OK, Valentines came and went for me with not too many bumps in the road. It was actually nice because i faced it with few expectations. But I must admit I was drawn in to my nine year old daughters valentines freak out.
This is a good story, bear with me here. A week ago last friday was her birthday. When I went to drop off her red velvet whoopie pies, having been up all night making her important requests for her oh so deserving classmates, she announced that her valentines party was the following Thursday . The panic in her voice was only matched by the panic in her eyes.
Chick sympathy immediately clicked in. I remembered the stress of the big Valentines party at school. Charlie Brown is not the only kid to face that day with both anticipation and gloom. I was the poster child for all those kids who obsessed over that yearly and oh so pivitol day.
Things are different now. Last year a kid actually gave each and every classmate a webkinz. If you don't know what a webkinz is go to a mom for translation. Talk about setting the bar. His mom always seems to do this stuff that makes the rest of us a little crazy.
Back to point. After school that day we hit the dollar store. I figure we will be able to make some killer giffty bags with a nice and cheap haul. At a buck a piece you can find erasers, pencils and candy cheap and splashy. We even found a bag of fake rose petals to drop into the decorated cellophane bags. We scored chocolates in the shape of lips and lollipops that, to be honest i ate more than my share, tasted like cherry jolly ranchers. heart shaped of course!
Soon the big question came around. What do we put into these little bag og heart felt wishes that a guy would like? Hmmmmm. OK we made cookies, still not good enough. Then she found a few of these oh so disgusting and yet so popular Flarps.
This was it!! The boys would be able to get excited by the rose petals and the heart shaped erasers because along side of those very sweet and heartfelt gifts was a jar of flarp!.
Every boy in her class would be thrilled when they found this colored slime in a jar. The problem with this solution became immediately clear. There were only seven available at the store. Shaw looked at me for advice. I looked with in myself for a solution. Certainly I could find twenty more dollar jars of flarp before Thursday.
I ended up hitting three Walmarts and one more dollar store. I was on a mission from God... Thank-you John Belushie,. I did end up rounding up more than nesescary. We had what we needed to meke the boys happy too!
This is when I realized how hard I have always been willing to work to make a guy happy. It probably started with my dad. Guys are hard to buy for even at nine. But the best ending to this tale came when I was driving down the street and heard those ridiculous noises coming from the back seat. Three girls happily making their jars of flarp flarp. I guess sometimes things do change.
Still shopping for a guy ,while being challenging, is always rewarding when you find the thing that makes his smile really smile.
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Lisa
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