Thanksgiving has come and gone. Thanksgiving food, however, lingers on. So, what do you do? There’s the good ol’ cold turkey sandwich. 😀. But, that’s so old school. So, what do you do? I say out with the old and in with new,
A grilled cheese Mac&Cheese sandwich 😍 #ohmyooeygooeygoodness
🎵 And you, and you, and you…you’re gonna love meeeee
jive leftover turkey! The Mac&Cheese stole the turkey leftovers show !!! Maybe tomorrow. Today, it’s leftovers new😄
Question: What leftovers have made into something new? Pictures welcome.
#leftovers, #beatitjiveturkey, #mac&cheese, #iloveleftovers, #mynewboo, #allinthenameofleftovers
Two people agree. Two people disagree. Some would say they would begin to
fuss and fight
“Who do you think you’re talking to?…” “Don’t talk to me that way! ” Or, when you get your
panties feelings in a bunch personally involved “I don’t like your tone! ” quickly comes out. Well!
What about texting? Or even writing? Some would say using all caps means you are yelling. Really? So, how do you handle it then? “Don’t text me in that tone of voice! ” “Don’t write to me in that tone of voice!” That’s my reply. Oooooh! Caps just chap my hide!
What chaps your hide that someone should never say, especially online?
Have you ever heard someone say something and then say …”more or less.” For example, I have money, more or less. I have
good credit, more or less. I have a boyfriend/girlfriend, more or less. Wait. Huh? I’m confused. What exactly does that mean?
Have you ever heard someone say “Less is more.” Or “More is better than less.” So, when it comes to dating is it more or less that wins? For example, “I’m not tryin’ to be rude, I’m just being real…” (News flash. When you put rude and real in the same sentence, they mean one in the same. Claim it! Don’t be scared). More is not better than less. Contrary to what you say, The more “rude” you are the less “real” others see. In your case, the less you say, the better!
On the other hand, saying less is not always more of a good thing either. “Call/text me”, you say. Or “Send me a message (online), you say. So, I do. And I find myself doing all the talking. Why is that? You say you’re not that much of a talker or that you are a shy/quiet guy. Paaaaah-leeeeeeze. You just don’t have
much, a lot anything good to say. Humor me why don’t you?
When it comes down to it, I need more. I want more. I like, love, desire more.
So, more or less what say you?
Everyone talks about them. Talk about things they just don’t like and/or things they won’t accept. So, does everyone have them? Are they different depending on the topic? When it comes to a job, we won’t accept anything less than a certain dollar amount. When it comes to the type of car we drive or where we live, we choose to accept certain things versus other things. For example, when buying a car it must have doors, brakes and a windshield all in good condition. We won’t accept anything less. Not having these things means we don’t accept the deal and walk away. Thus, deal breakers.
So, when it comes to love, what can you say you will or will not accept?
I once dated a man who loved to eat meat. Me, not so much. Don’t get me wrong. I like meat, but meat doesn’t like me! I have to respect that as our relationship and move on. So, I eat a lot of seafood. I digress. We once had an argument because “I didn’t eat one piece of meat that whole weekend.” Nooooo. Yes. That was my deal breaker. That was the
last straw that broke the camel’s back. Needless to say, we broke up.
What’s your last straw? When it comes to dating, what’s your deal breaker?
This past Sunday, Easter Sunday, was a white affair. White gloves and white hat. That’s what little girls are made of. If I was little, I would even have white shoes. Shinny paten leather no less! I’m all grown up now. Easter Sunday means a white hat, white gloves and white pearls! Well! My, my! I feel like a southern Belle! That’s what big girls (in high heels) are made of!
What was your Easter Sunday attire? White gloves or not?
The color is green. Yesterday that was the town color. Green bagels, green cream cheese, green shamrock flowers, green shirts, green socks, green mustaches, green beer, funny t-shirts: ” I’m not small, I’m lucky leprechaun size” and green velvet cupcakes! Oh, my! I felt like I was off to see the Wizard of Oz.
Green was the color of the day. If someone saw that you didn’t have on green, they would say something to you about it. Or, even pinch you. Say what now? W. W. Y. D.? What would you do? Would you care if you were pinched? Would you get in the game and begin to pinch others? Me? Well, (musical notes) mama said knock you out….Don’t slap pinch me because I am not in the mood. Lol In actuality, I wore green not in support, but in prevention. I just didn’t want to get pinched.
w. W. Y. D.? Would you be an active participant or a player by default?
I believe in ME! Regardless of anyone else, I believe in ME. I believe actions speak louder than words and last but certainly not least, I believe in my GOD!
What I believe in my heart to be false is when single people say they are happy being single. I believe everyone wants a companion and needs the right person to come into their life. They just may not have met them yet. I also believe in heart the old saying “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but names will never hurt me.” is absolutely false. Words DO hurt! Plus, the hurtful words and pain linger on, too. I also believe in my heart to be false the repeated saying “The way you start (something) is the way you should end it. Not true. What happens in the middle? Does it stay in the middle? The middle is forgotten. Thus, I believe the way you start something is the way you should MAINTAIN IT. And there won’t be a need for it to end.
Ahhhh! Roses, teddy bears, balloons and chocolates. What a girl wants, what a girl needs…
I need love! (Sing it LL Cool J) So, this Valentine’s Day I went lookin’ for love. Seek and you shall find. Well, what-a-ya-know! I found love:
He’s my TRUE LOVE!
What about you? Did you find love/true love this weekend????
It is almost the big day! The day when the world revolves around that big, fat “L” word. Is it love? Or is it lust?
Inquiring minds want to know! Are you looking for love this Valentine’s Day? Or are you just looking to get laid?
Love or laid? Which one is it?
You meet someone new. You’re not really looking for a relationship. They’re not your type. Nonetheless, they give you some attention and you say to yourself ‘why not’ and decide to give love a try.
In the beginning, it’s good. Good becomes ok. Ok, then becomes not ok. Yet, you keep pushin’ forward. How long? How long is too long before you walk away from a bad relationship?
Who says it’s bad, you ask? Well, let’s just say we’ve defined bad already. So, how long? Are we talking days? Holidays? Winter? Spring? In the summer time? Or by your milestone birthday in the Fall? How long? Are we waiting for the next man/woman to come along and sweep us off our feet? When will that happen? In five days? Months? Yearz (plural with a ‘z’)? Until then, do we just hold on and hang in there?
Again I ask, how long is too long before you walk away from a bad relationship? Please tell me. Inquiring minds…well, this mind wants to know! How long?