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Today's Question:
What's the one luxury you can't live without?
Being either both students or living on one income for so long, I've learned that there is nothing money can buy that I can't live without. Having said that, there are some things I'd rather not live without unless I had to. But then, I wouldn't necessarily call them luxuries (tp, microwaveable food).
Probably the closest I could come on this would be these little dark chocolate sea salt caramel candies hubby brings home every once in a while from the store. I used to get them all to myself, but now my oldest son, 17, has developed a 'taste' for them. Rats!
I'd like to be like my mother-in-law who raised h-e-double-toothpicks at the airport once because the car rental place did not have the Cadillac she had reserved. She didn't want the Oldsmobile. She said she could only drive a Cadillac. Must be nice, eh?
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Someone just needs to tie me to the chair and not let me eat, drink or smoke (yeah, I know it's a bad habit) until I've written something. I don't know if it's more my fear or my tendency to procrastinate.
And that's all I'm going to say about that.
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I lost my early childhood friends when we moved from Cumberland, MD, to Salt Lake City, UT, when I was 9.
I lost my best friend in college because of some crazy people I thought might try to harm me and my family and friends. So I stopped contacting my friends and family. I know, not incredibly bright.
I lost my theatre friends when I moved to Fort Worth, TX, with my husband and then 9 month old son (he's now 17 years old).
Now my step-mother-in-law (my father-in-law's second wife), thinks I'm strange because I don't have one or more female friends with whom to pal around. I'm a mother with three growing children, a beginning farmer and a writer. What the heck is 'time' anyway? Let alone time to run around.
I will be a better friend than I have been.

