The Truth is Still Inconvenient

This post is a little different from what I usually write about. OK, it’s a lot different. This topic is something that has hit home for me though, something I feel very strongly about. I am not trying to tell anyone what to think. I am sharing my understand on the situation based on facts from the documentry ‘Before the Flood’. Any negative comments will be deleted, as this post is coming from a scared yet positive place. I am not interested in a debat on climate science. Thank you inadvance and enjoy.

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Dem Brows!

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Years ago, I was still in high school years ago, I was at the age where I started using products, dying my hair, the evil and horrid chore shaving my legs, and getting my brows done. I have never really been one for waxing, lasers, zapping, threading, and what ever other methods are out there. I have a very busy and full life, I try to do what I can on my own, but sometimes you need a professional. I’ve always been that way. Maybe I’m just cheap.

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Preschool for Parents?

Confessions Fall Preschool for Paretns

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This September is full of firsts for our family. Positive, new, scary and exciting. Even though September is the ninth month of the year, it has always represented a ‘new year’ for me – even more so than January. There are so many things to look forward too. September represents routine, new adventures, new starts, cooler weather (yay), scarfs and family. For us now, we get to add school, well in our case preschool.

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My Fear List

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photo credit: Lalala…. step by step via photopin

I was listening to the radio on my way to work the other morning, and they were talking about fear. Everything from huge fears like being trapped in an avalanche to something small like a bug. I was intrigued, very intrigued. I always think people are braver than me. I just assume my fears are my own (which they are), but I never think that someone else could have the same fear(s) as me.

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