OMG for #20!

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xoxo ~ Corinne

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This River


This river is absolutely breath-taking.  This river radiates beautiful, cooling, relaxing sounds, and represents such tranquility where words are hard to describe.  This river is full of adventure for people of all ages who want the thrill of excitement galore.  This river brings new comradery among complete strangers, coming from all over the nation, who also have the same desires and goals of having fun.   This river is strong, with great, intense power that can overtake anyone who dares to challenge it.  This river can bring relationships much closer together, or escalate stress into chaos amongst even the best of friends.  This river is a watering hole for families and friends to gather and enjoy what the great outdoors has to offer.

Well, enough about me.  What did you do this 4th of July?  (If you’re in the U.S.A.)

Comfortable – Not Content


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Here I am, another confused, adult woman who feels like she’s reached her crossroads in life.  Can you blame me?  I’ll be forty-nine this year.  I see you’re shaking your head in disbelief.  I know, I know, but yes, it’s true!  My mind and spirit are still reminiscent of the ’80s and ’90s, yet my body says otherwise.  As I sigh quietly in the darkness of the room, I ask myself, “After all these years, what the hell am I going to do next?”  I’m so ready for retirement from my current career, but want to do something fun, something to fulfill ME.  I would definitely still need and want to work, but on my terms.  Please don’t ask me to join your team to become part of your downline, crossline, upline, etc.  Been there – done that, and I do not want nor feel the need to be another worker-bee to build someone else’s empire.  Thank you, but no.  I want my next ten years to bring fulfillment and satisfaction, more importantly, to me, my family, but also to be of service to others.  I can’t predict what my immediate future will have in store for me, but I know good things are in the making.  One thing’s for sure, I will not give up on hopes and dreams.

Life continues  .   .   .

Real Men French Braid


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First off, no I’m not a little girl with blonde hair.  With my husband’s support, I was on a mission to find a YouTube tutorial that he could follow along with, in hopes to learn how to french braid my hair.  I don’t even know how to french braid!  He was very willing to give it a whirl!  So, I found this tutorial where a simple french braid was explained step-by-step for beginners.  At least my husband had experience and was familiar with regular braids, you know, the kind he did on horse tails in his younger years while living on the ranch!  Bless his heart, he practiced and practiced on my hair, but he still said it didn’t look right.  Of course, I didn’t mind because it always feels so relaxing when someone plays with my hair.  Before, during and after, I got the lecture that my long bangs need to fully grow out, so the braid would look right without any “extras”.  Meaning, he’d like all my hair to be one length for easier manageability.  He’s too funny!  My teenaged son asked in confusion, “Are you braiding Mom’s hair?”  Needless to say, I ended up with two, braided tails, but no french braids.  He’s still on a quest to practice until he perfects his skill.  Did I mention he’s also my hair colorist?  That man attacks my gray hair roots with gloves and a brush applicator the way he would work on our cars – with great purpose and tenacity.  He’s a keeper alright, and that’s why I love him!

Focused Distraction

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I was notified last minute that I was to attend a department managers’ meeting organized by, let’s call him, “The Big Kahuna”.  I was assured it would probably last maybe an hour. I should’ve known that was code for, “It will be a long-ass pow-wow”.  I tried to be positive by perceiving it as a nice mid-day break.  Needless to say, Kahuna may have thought it would be beneficial for all attendees, but really??  Two frickin’ hours??!!!  Two hours of diarrhea spewing out of the mouths of people full of hot air.  My attention deficit disorder surfaced and was no longer dormant at about the half way mark.  I had zoned out periodically and, more than likely, missed some key points that were being made by Kahuna.  Oh well, Kahuna’s mistake.  That’s what happens to me when no coffee or caffeinated beverages are served, especially mid-afternoon.  At this point, my stomach started growling, but not loudly, thankfully.  I fought the urge, but so wanted to yell, “Hallelujah!” when it was over.  Lord knows how much I wanted to.  The End.

A Post with Bling

Ear BlingToday was my instant gratification day. Who am I kidding, I suffer from instant-gratification-syndrome on a regular basis, lol!  This photo is an exact depiction of my title.  As you can see, I have new additions.  Fresh and beautiful ear piercings!  I’m sporting a new POST earring with a subtle touch of BLING on each of my ears.  I just got them done a few hours ago. Mind you, it has been almost 30 years since I’ve had my first set of single ear piercings, so yes, I was a little nervous.  I was fortunate enough to have two very special compadres accompany me for moral support and encouragement.  I put on my big girl panties, so I could act brave, and I passed with flying colors!  I sat still, followed directions, touched my left ear only once after being sterilized during the prep. Then of course it was sterilized a second time.  None of this well-behaved mannerisms had anything to do with me being frozen with fear.  “Deep breath in”, she said, “Now deep breath out”, she ended.  Since I was such a brave girl, what else better than to reward myself (again) to a delicious sushi dinner with the ladies!  At least, that’s my justification for eating out, and I’m sticking to it.

My ears’ best friends for the next six weeks!  What’s next you ask??  Pondering the thought of a second tattoo in the very distant future  .  .  .  .  I love hearts and angels.  Any artistic ideas??