From the monthly archives:
Feel good inside and out. A great product line that will even out the most blotchy skin tones, moisturize your skin and get rid of those unwanted wrinkles.
Makari de Suisse (muh-ka-ree) is a high-end skin care line [click to continue…]
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Straight from His Holiness The Dalai Lama. This is a really cool Tibetan personality test. It only takes a few minutes and is well worth your time. Grab a pen and paper and click on this link http://memoriter.net/flash/test.html . Don’t cheat, you won’t regret it. Let me know what you think. 
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Tony, Smith Company’s web search professional, was dreading the late day meeting with his manager. If he was lucky, perhaps it would get rescheduled, he thought. Yet, as the minutes ticked by into hours, and he had not heard about a change in schedule, he began to perspire. [click to continue…]
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For everyone on the east coast, it’s crab season!! There is nothing better than a great crab cake and an ice cold beer to get your mouth watering and your stomach growling. Check out this video and some of the best crab cakes I have ever tasted!
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I could never bat my eyelashes, at least none worth batting. They were always thin, short and they sprung straight out instead of curling. There is nothing sexier than a pair of full, long, curly lashes to add a soft touch to your look. I tried everything. All those mascaras that promised fuller, longer lashes [click to continue…]
I have always been the skeptical buyer. If it sounded too good to be true, it usually was, until……
One day, I went to my friend’s house, Angela, to hang out. I always was jealous of her beautiful, curly, long lashes – extensions that is. She would never leave her house without her eyelashes on. Today was different. I looked closer and noticed that she wasn’t wearing any extensions, the lashes were hers! Envy consumed me.
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A few years ago we took a trip from Greece to Morocco. When presented with the idea to go, I wasn’t enthusiastic about leaving Greece for Morocco. I had just met my summer fling and I was having the time of my life (the guy turned out to be one of my distant cousins but that is a story for another day).
Anyway, after a lot of kicking and screaming, I went along. I never expected to fall completely in love with the country and the people, but I did. My most memorable experience was travelling to an ocean-side town named Essaouira. [click to continue…]
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She yelled down the hallway to his father, “I have a conference later this afternoon with Sacha’s teacher.”
Sacha’s father, Ray, wrinkled his brow. He could not recall his wife, Rene, mentioning any meeting between her and Sacha’s school teacher.
“What’s this meeting about?,” he yelled back. [click to continue…]
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“Where will we sit?,” Sandy asked Kate.
There were thousands of people gathered in the state park to the fireworks light up the nighttime, summer sky. With so many people crowded into one area, space was difficult to find.
“I feel like a sardine,” Kate said to Sandy as they kept weaving their path through the swarm of humanity. “Ah, Sandy, I found one,” she called excitedly to her friend, but Kate was mistaken. Due to the dim moonlight, she didn’t notice the black blanket already the ground, staking out the territory for occupants that had beat Kate and Sandy to the locale. [click to continue…]
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She was already sweating and the race was hours from starting.
Nervously she paced around the enclosure with all the other runners and their coaches. As a force of habit, her hands kept smoothing the wrinkles in her red jogging suit. Smooth, smooth, smooth. Everything – her clothes, her stride, her race – it all had to be smooth.
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“Babe, I got it!”
Tigro hoped that she did not see him rolling his eyes. He could only imagine what her suggestion was going to be. [click to continue…]
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