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[powerpuffwomen]

Bubbles, I like your meals-on-heels idea. ;-) You could also teach cooking lessons. Italian food with the gal from Queens. ;-) Another idea is to have busy women drop off their serving dishes, and you make the lasagna, garnish tray and dip, cake, or pie in their dish. So when the have to take something to a holiday party or potluck dinner, or

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Amen, sistah!

[anonymous]

I've always been one for nice quiet evenings sitting in front of the Xmas tree reading or to the light of Xmas lights. I'd add maybe some soft background music. That is happiness. :) I'm so looking forward to getting back home to be able to do that.

profundity from the wise old MILF

[anonymous]

You know what Blossom? Your post makes a neat segue into things I have been pondering.

Have I ever mentioned how much I am ROFL whenever I hear the song "1985" by Bowling for Soup?

Debbie just hit the wall, she never had it all
One Prozac a day, husband's a CPA
Her dreams went out the door
When she turned twenty-four
Only been with one man
What happened to her plan

She was gonna be an actress
She was gonna be a star
She was gonna shake her ass
On the hood of White Snake's car
Her yellow SUV is now the enemy
Looks at her average life
And nothing has been alright I laugh with a bittersweet irony though. In the past two years, I've hit the wall so many times I'm surprised I don't have permanent brain damage. Like Debbie, I have my own minivan, my own CPA, and have recently been confronted with dreams unrealized- perhaps not one of shaking my ass on White Snake's car, but grand nonetheless

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[powerpuffwomen]

I adore the "meals-on-heels" term! Can I use it if I go that route? That's awesome. Maybe my sister can design me a logo.