IN THE CLUB/TWENTY-FIVE DOLLARS PER HOUR

  1. Wouldn’t you Love to get paid for the job you really want to do?
  2. Once you had this job would you do a smashing blow at it?
  3. Wouldn’t it be grand to get paid TOP-DOLLAR for you doing what you want to do, for a living.
  4. What if this job is working on you?

What we do for others we don’t do for ourselves. We run out of time, maybe too tired, exhausted.  We tend to say, maybe another day short of close to never. What can be done about this? . . .You get a new job!   [Working on yourself]. Now all you need is anyone to pay top-dollar for you to work this job. I wonder about that . . .Who would possibly pay you to work on your own  body, while you do nothing-else! [ I see this as the problem], as i too would Love to do nothing-else, but to work on my body getting back into shape, being paid TOP-DOLLAR earning a living at my new job. [ Picture that ]!   But of course great results each day are recorded as to prove no slacking.  Eight hours of hardcore  exercising!  How much time do you think you have for anyone else.   None, every man on his own.   

Picture this . . .You are walking down the street when some guy walks up to you saying.” You look like you need to take care of yourself . . .I will pay you 25.00 dollars an hour to work on your body, but it is an EIGHT HOUR JOB“.   You laugh. “What the hell man. I don’t even make close to that where i work now. Sure when do i start”?         {Frig you idiot, you didn’t even stop to think, “but who are you”? . . .You go with this person, all good  to you.  Your still thinking about the twenty-five dollars an hour thingy . . . You are even adding up bills and payments and finding money to save.   “We’re here!   After you”.  He says holding open a large door.   You go in, you look with your eyes scanning the surroundings, taking in the sights of  man-made chubby sculptures and painting of fat people along with, signs and posters of weight gain and weight loss and exercise equipment.  You are amazed and thinking how brilliantly clean.  Someone calls you to attention.  You follow the voice and see something there.  Hours later you wake-up in a cell, behind bars, with a lock.  Above the door is a sign. “The weight loss room”. 

How smart are you now? You are thinking now too though ay?  You probably just lose a pound or two right there. Scared shitless. There some weight loss for you. TOP-DOLLAR.  But you did clearly say you had NOTHING ELSE TO DO.  And there still is that little matter about 25.00 dollars per hour! . . .So you yell HEY! When do i get paid!  And i better not be the only one here! I thought there would be competition”! You door unlocked and opened. You step out into a huge room three times larger than the gym where you went to school.   “Wow”! You see all the stuff to help you work on your body, you don’t even see all the other people stepping out into this space.

My Weight Loss Coach

My Weight Loss Coach (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

A whistle blows . . .Calling everyone’s attention  to the guy who offered this great-job. Twenty-Five dollars an hour for eight hours a day and NOTHING ELSE!, to Lose or Gain weight. Then the silent is broken by another one of you, asking.  ” Am i allowed to change my mind? ,  i can lose weight on my own”.   Then someone else asked. “What is this place”?  Another question was asked and you are getting impatient, you want this job!  You yell out.  ” Let him talk”!. This starts a tiny riot. The whistle blew three-time and everyone grabbed hold of their ears.  Nice and quiet now though. The man talked. The job was for six months & did indeed pay top dollar, 25 of them per hour. hardcore eight hours per-day, timing in and timing-out, the man pointed to a large time-clock on the wall behind them. Beside the clock was a Large cork-board holding small envelopes with a name on a time-card, which were put into categories of fat and lean, to lose weight or to gain weight.  Nice board. The whistle blew and you all put your attention back to this man telling you, “ you wavered your rights at the door.   You all now work for me, but for you and nobody-else.  You will get paid  by the hours you actually do put into yourself on the day of the six months you signed for. Your cells, rather rooms, i like to call them were locked for your own protection. Now that you are fully awake and understand what is going on, it will be up to you should you want your door locked, which in this case you will be given your very own key. Should you choose to keep your door unlocked you will not get a key and we, i will not be responsible should any harm or thievery come your way. You have your choise choose wise as some people  do  steal.  You will find some of you will be given helpful secret hints on how to lose or gain weight depending on how hard some of you work, like,  a bonus per say. Any questions“?

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Weight gain can be a problem in older or sedentary dogs, which in turn can lead to heart and joint problems. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

You start to think again this time you are thinking . . .Does anyone know we are here? Where is here? Six months? What did i get myself into? But the whistle blew and you all looked at the guy who was not a guy at all. Where did he go? Now  standing with the whistle is a really hot chick holding envelops telling you all the rules and what you will find in your rooms, like a stove and fridge and washing apparatuses, everything a home would need. She goes on to tell them when she arrived she weighed 226 pounds and very unhappy. That one day she found herself wishing she had all the time in the world to work on herself and nothing for anyone else and work on her body getting paid top-dollar to earn a living taking care of herself instead of everyone-else. Now she works here she chose to keep this job while others like her chose to do the job and leave.

English: A Canadian four dollar bill issued in...

English: A Canadian four dollar bill issued in 1882. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

This all sounds good but you still wonder who will miss me?  Six months? ,  And who are these other people, 25.00 dollars an hour?  Holy shit . . .When i get out i will be a rich-man, i will be a new-man. You open your envelope as she continues to talk. Lucky you, you were given a clue. This being the first eight-hour hardcore work out plan just for this day and any other day you choose to use again.  

You walk to the very nice cork-board finding your name timing in.

 I would tell you this secret but you are not in the club.

 Would you join this work force?

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“Get fat on Lorings Fat-ten-u and corpula foods”; “Advertisement showing young woman with package of Loring’s Fat-Ten-U food tablets and package of Loring’s Corpula, a fat-producting food.” Color lithograph (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 Can you picture all that?

 

 

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LOST AND FOUND/DON’T YOU JUST HATE IT/WOW LOOK WHAT I FOUND

Holy . . .Look what i found. I didn’t know it was lost. I knew i put it away, had no idea it was lost. I found my little orange memo pad. Wow when i opened it-up, i read Aug.21/07 I think i will share this with you. I feel like i should, that this LOST AND FOUND memo pad will be just as wierd, strange, odd,  funny,  and for all i know , shocking and some what imbarressing. But  in the end it is just words written in a little orange pad that was lost and found.  2007 was a long time-ago. So lets see how wierd it was then.

[Don't you  just hate it when you start cleaning and find a pile of paper and pictures and paintings and bills and any other hording you felt needed to be in that pile. . . .Well that is what i thought i should do this day . . .Finaly sort through this heaping space taking, dust collecting, eye sore pile of stuff. MY STUFF. The stuff i don't get rid of in the first p[lace. I some how start little piles of horded stuff. But i need the space. As i said, i am taking over this no names crap.  To funny. But not so funny that i have to clean and sort and do my best not to toss the wrong piece of hord.  But because i founf this orange memo pad i want to know too, now, which means the starting the tear-down of some of this , stuff, will have to wait.  Which is a bad thing as this copying the memo pad to you guys i could have had plenty of time to clean lots of this , stuff out. But this looks fun, so "hear" it is.  SO ARE YOU READY?   I THINK I AM READY!  {Hope it's all good stuff} word for word here i go.

Aug.21/07

My day started out fine. Did some house work, got laundry done and played on my computer. Then my oldest daughter showed up and asked me if i wanted to go  row-boating in a dingy, the St. Laurwance river. Sure that would be great fun. We pumped them up. Got out out about an hundred feet and my dingy had a leak! Not Fun!!

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Oct.

Windy- Sunday 21/07

Sunny-

Bob and i have something in comon, we both like root-beer.

Anarondick mountains

Same day.

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Oct.

Raining-  Saturday 27/07

At Bob's house, woke-up here. Last night i met his daughter. Cute little thing she is. Quit quick with some comebacks. LoL.

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Nov.10/2007  Saturday

Woke-up at bob's, things were good until i had my first smoke.It wasn't even a whole smoke. As the matter of fact it wasn't even a half of one and it sure made me lighted-headed. I'm going to take an Advil. I have a headache. Tuesday Nov. 6, Bob asked me to be his girlfriend. Of course i said yes. I think he is mighty fine. I like him lots.

Nov. 11,2007 Sunday. 7:20 am.

Last night Bob bought me my first gift. A little green lighter. How sweet,I thpught it was very thoughtful. Now i don't have to use the B-B-Q thiong, such a chore. (make sure the little button was to the right and push down.) Well it always didn't work the first time around! So nicwe  gift. I'm getting used to these weird underwear. God the things people wear for their partners. I have to keep pulling the pantie line out of my crack! Gheese, Glad i don't wear them all the time. 9:oo A.M. Bob gave me cold pizza to eat for Breakfest. Wow!  nice guy. We left to go see,[sorry]

Must honor the nonames code.[thank-you].

We left to go see a little girl around 9:30 AM. It was fun to ee her. She likes Bob. So do I. She playd with him near the whole time there. Even while i was down getting my hair cut. We could hear her laughing with Bob. After a while of playing outside with,  NEXT PAGE     her we went in, got her settled and said  good-bye. From there Bob took us to wall-mart shopping. We walked around look ing for  my daughter, but i guess it  was not her work day. So Bob wanted to go into electrincs and i wanted to go into the picture printing. He did his thing i did mine. When i was finished i desided to look at DVD’sand see Karoke songs.     TURN THE PAGE  Then i came a cross a DVD that i had seen on the T.V. the night before. Wow i could not believe it. I was buying it. But Bob found me, and took it away from me. “You can’t buy that”!  He said.   “Yes i can, and i am”> I said. “No you can’t”.  He said as he took it away from me.  ”But i want to!”  “No you don’t want that!”  “Yes i do Bob!”   “No, you want this!”, and he handed   NEXT PAGE      me a small bag. I stood with my mouth opened for a moment, then asked. “What is this?” “Take it .”  He said with a smile. Well i took it opened it, and couldn’t believe it. He had already bought it for me!. Wow Bob my second gift.                                                                          NOVEMBER                                                                   19th. Monday morning. I’m home from the weekend of Bob”s hopuse. I had a lot of fun as I   TURN THE PAGE    Do there. He danced for me somemore. We played crib again out of 6 games I won one! Wow. Next  night saturday i wn again. I just can’t beat him. Sunday rolled along and we went to see the little girl again bought her a few things, like a toilet-seat, panties-with plactic lining three pairs. And toonie and benno pajamas. Funny   NEXT PAGE   thing she was sitting on the toilet when i got there with the gifts. We went groc. shopping Bob paid for everything, might as well say   100.00 bucks. 90 something     . I made him three pans of Lasonya. He will eat that all week. After supper i did dishes, he went out to the store and purchased shaving equipment, when  he got back . I was into    TURN THE PAGE  football and he was into shaving. He did such a grand job. I am starting to Love this man and leaving his home is getting Sad. I want so much to keep him. Bob said he will visit me Tuesday. Yummy. The Christmas dance is tow weeks away.Shpuld be fun. With Bob of course.                                                                                                         Nov.24,2007  Saturday. Wow I’m not sure what is going on but I am at a distance here NEXT PAGE    at Bob’. I not happy or something, not sure why. maybe it is the  musty mold i smell, constantly breathing it in and out. Knowing this stuff kills you in the long run. Wondering if spores, begone growing   in my lungs. I have been getting dizzy shortly after i started spending  the weekends here. can it be connected in some sort of way? Could it be just coincidadince going through  perimemopause?     TURN THE PAGE   I would only know if i visit my doctor. Some how i must deal with away to get back this great happiness i had. It was quite ownderful. I feel like i am away inside myself lost, Abondon, gone some where and i can’t get out. Maybe it is my face and hair. I can’t stand looking at it eigher one of them. maybe it is MR> Smith reading my    NEXT PAGE  work!? I don’t know. I know i need a way out. I want to come back. For now . . .I will just play along and try not to be mean. It is hard though. I am fighting. But Bob knows  something is wrong.  That is good i think. But i already told him there is a few of me. i can’t tell you if he believes it. But i am gone that I   TURN THE PAGE    can tell you. I don’t know who  has taken  over, but i won’t let Bob get hurt.  Saturday Dec.8th, 2007. Up and awake  A very nice awaking as,well. I am  at Bob’s. And    last night Bobby gave me  one Birthday gift. He gave me a big blue fluffy housecoat. It is so warm and soft. the blue clour in it is very Beautiful.    NEXT PAGE

Just one thing about the gift.Wow! ! the housrcoat is very electricfiying and quite clingy. Holy cow. Shock after shock. Very funny indeed.  But i Love it. So much static!! One might say. don’t have it on in a lighting storm. Sattistacly speaking of course. Now i wonder what the other present is?  Two more day and we will see. Before i  TURN THE PAGE   Forget. Bob also gave me a old flask. Glass at that wrapped in leather. I like it. Not what i expected it to look like at all.  But a flask indeed.      THAT IS IT THERE IS NOTHING ON THE NEXT PAGE

A few pages later.     Mr. Smith.

Full body gear with war paint under his eyes, running down the hall yelling. ‘Okay! Lets do this!”

SEVEN PAGES LATER   Barry has the dose.  Barry has the dose.Nothing but a loser. barry has the dose. he went and told his mother he blamed it on his brother. he fell in Love with others barry has the dose.     TURN THE PAGE   TWENTY-SEVEN PAGES LATER

JULY 7, 2011  Thursday    I am sitting in the hallway at the medical center waiting for a blood test, When i arrived they told me one hour, have a seet. There were no seats. So i went over to the HOME HARDWEAR. Nice i looked at everything in the store. There were a few things i would like  to buy Mark for his Birthday. July 22, i think. Now here i am back and waiting. Sucks ass.  NEXT PAGE    I spent 21 minutes at the store, this was good, but when i got back here there were still no seats. Shame.             TURN THE PAGE                                                                   July 2, 2011            Out with danielle. Look at notepad. Look at talk and type. Do lots of gossiping. Go get headscan. Go eat.                                                                                                                                              July 7, 2011       We ate, but bought nothing. The gossip was all about the Denise. She spoke of  a Claudette.  That was crazy.  Mine was  Denise and Susie. Ohg yes Adele. The ride she picked me up in was filthy. The seat was littered with food.    TURN THE PAGE                                                                        July 22,/11        I have this plan about a game played on T. V. writing small scripts.   TURN THE PAGE  nothing TURN THE PAGE    Nora was mad!! They didn’t like her thinking.They called her stupid. Mistake no one calls her stupid. We act upon our thoughts.  NEXT PAGE    Nora had known about this, and went in through this tunnel with the owner years ago before he died. As she locked herself out. and he just happened by. So he figured he would show her the way  as long as she did promise   she would never tell anyone.  She ne4ver had. Nora was true to her word.  Frigg i should have opened the windows before i started drinking.  TURN THE PAGE   

LABYRINTH

Nora’s house is laied out like a Labyrinth. There is also two, coincelled  doors in the floor. One is in the bathroom the other is in the walk-in closet. These doors lead down under the building  nand was used for boot-legging and sorts.  This permitted the secret sneaking around,   This exited out into the woods tunnled out about  60 feet. The passage- way was covered behind rocks and trees.        NO MORE PAGES

Well i had enough cleaning for today, and goodday to you.

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THEY CALL ME WERID/LUCYANNA

HOW MANY PEOPLE DO YOUCALL WEIRD

I am sure all people are guilty of naming an other person as weird. What does weird even mean?

  • STRANGE
  • IN DIFFERENT
  • OFF CENTERED
  • NOT RIGHT

What else is weird?

Out of the ordinary out of sorts out of your mind. They call me weird.

They call me weird as to how i think. I ask . . .What is weird about how i think?

  1. I was taught to think
  2. So i always think
  3. At least i think.

Is it what i think they call me weird?

“Again . . .THE QUESTIONS! . . .Why do people come to me, LUCYANNA, and ask the weirdest questions?”

So i asked myself, why would people call someone weird, and have i called anyone weird . . .Yes i have as the matter of fact. But i will tell you i called this person weird because he was starting to act scary. Meaning, what i said to the weird-o is . . .”Holy you’re weird.” This caught their attention all over me. Where i wanted it.  Lets just say WEIRD is a dangerous word to call anyone, depending on how you use the word in a sentence, and your actions to follow.”

Meaning . . .I choose to use the “WEIRD” word as a weapon not a hurt, not a mean thought. To reel in my captured, gaining peace and all fun.

TO CALL ANYONE WEIRD TO HURT FEELINGS

Have i done that? dammit . . .Yes i have. But i felt it in my heart for so long i do not seldom do it. As the matter of fact i have not called anyone weird for some time now. But this is only because i came to understand the

  • DIFFERENCE BETWEEN WEIRD AND WEIRD.
  • LIKE THIS IS WEIRD
  • BUT DAMMIT WHO CARES NOBODY IS HURT

Did any of that answer your QUESTION?

Hey what can i say . . .They call me weird.

QUESTIONS/RIGHT OR WRONG/To Believe Or Not To Believe That Is The QUESTION

WHO IS OLDER

People  or dinosaurs

WHERE ARE DINOSAUR BONES FOUND

All over the earth or only parts of the earth

My answer to these QUESTIONS is dinosaurs are way older than people and dinosaurs are only found in parts of the earth.

WHEN WAS JESUS BORN

The wake of the dinosaur or the wake of the people

WHERE WAS JESUS BORN

Where dinosaurs roamed or where people roamed.

My answer to this QUESTION is Jesus was born with the wake of the people and roamed in amongst the people.

HOW OLD ARE DINOSAURS

More than fifty-million years or less than fifty million years.

FIFTY-MILLION YEARS AGO WHAT DID PEOPLE LOOK LIKE

Star-wars or  maybe walking talking dinosaurs ruled the world and they looked like bugoids.

WHAT IS A BUGOID?

Is it a two-legged creature with three sharp claws, its head sits high on a three-foot neck,  face like an alligator teeth like pure  death. Carnivorous. Running around thing? or is it a nightmare.

My answer to these QUESTIONS is it would have to be BUGOIDS as people were not living beings back then. And bugoids go back as far as the world begins, before the dinosaurs.

RIGHT OR WRONG

SOMETHING TOUCHED ME-IN THE ATTIC-DOING HIS JOB

Yeah, you don’t want to go up there boy?

Then i’ll go up there.  I’ll do it myself.

Then she went up there, then she screamed.

SOMETHING TOUCHED ME IN THE ATTIC DOING HIS JOB!

This was not a job she could do in the first place.  So why did she go up.

To get touched?

to do his job?   

No!

To be in the attic to see what it was like. She has never been up here. But she did wonder in the night. It turned out to be her chance. So she thought.

  • It is day-time
  • The boy is there
  • Should be nice and bright.

She always wanted to see up there, in the attic, in the day, with the boy there. Good excuse.

She went up. There was no light, only where she was sitting. The light from the room below where the boy was shone around her.

 So she says. “Why am i in the attic doing his job!

How ironic is that?

Something touched me in the attic doing his job!

Turns out the boy is already up there doing his job, “Putting in a light”, while she was down changing her cloths.

Why did he touch her?

He  touched her so she wouldn’t, scream, so he thought. He had no intentions of frightening her only to save her from slipping back down should he talk.

As it turns out,  when he touched her, not only did her scream, she yanked her arm away causing her to fall where she scraped her knee and cracked a little bone in her elbow.

Who cares if she bit her tongue. She was up there in the attic doing his job!  When she thought something attacked her, one of her night-frights.

WHEN THE NIGHT-FRIGHTS

WHEN THE NIGHT-FRIGHTS

ABOUT LUCYANNA THE REASONS SHE is

Who the hell is “LUCYANNA” ?   AND . . .

What about Lucyanna.

  • She says LOVE IS EVER AFTER
  • She says LOVE DOES NOT DIE
  • She says WE KILL IT.

Lucyanna is a believer in        Right and wrongs  so she understands how wrong and right get mixed up with each other.

LIKE LUST AND LOVE

She understands how and what point in time people start to mix-up Love with Lust. {This varies with different people}, as for some people, Lucyanna will tell you, they Lust right off the start. Like hound-dogs, on the hunt,  but only for sex. They Love, to Lust, i love you, let’s do it. Girls and Ladies and Woman are the biggest fallen’s for LUST RATHER LOVE stuff, but they just don’t know it. But Lucyanna will tell you don’t kid yourselves, there are boys and men who fall prey to this Lust for Love passion.

Lucyanna only has one friend. Hairy-Lou. This reason of only one friend she says is due to the very fact that FRIENDS are HARD to come by. True friends that is. She understands how many people mix-up friendship with acquaintances and people you hardly know. This is because some people are desperate for any company, and they mistake True Friendship With loneliness.

Lucyanna will tell you not to fret over this,  thousands of people falling into thinking they can TRUST anyone. She understands how some people just put their trust in others, not knowing they are talking to a blabber-mouth, or two-faced son-of-a-gun lying, cheating stinker.

As for LUCYANNA she believes everything in the world has a reason. She will tell you not to fret though, thousands of people have different reasons for the exact same one thing. Something like thousands of people just went to the store but for different reasons. Kind of like thousands of people think they are in Love, but for different reasons.

ABOUT LUCYANNA

The reasons she is, can not be told by me, only that she is. Like, i can not tell you why she calls me Hairy-Lou. Only that she does and trusts in me a true-friend to quote her ”word for word”, never spicing things-up. But she says she understands exactly why some people spice things-up, but when your so-called friends do this to you just once even, and you except. {This tells her},  you do not know the meaning of “FRIENDS”  And she should write a book about.

” HOW TO KNOW FRIEND OR FOE”

 

 

LUCYANNA SHE SAID/SHE SAID

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HOW ARE THEY NOT

HOW COULD YOU ASK

HOW COULD I NOT

To that,  she said. “CAUSE AND EFFECTS”

Then blabber-mouth said blah blah blah.” We are all living in vessels made of flesh and bone. In order to keep this flesh and bone organs feed blood lines through out the flesh. If you choose to drink booze, smoke cigarettes, drown your system in coffee, eat a pound of sugar a day and sit stuffing your face with fatty foods, the vessel will rebel in its own way. Causing the vessel to grow and explode or rot in-side somewhere. Like Cancer”.

Standing there listening to the girl blab and blab on,  waiting for the end of her explanation,  she,  was vexed when the silly talk was over. Then she said.    ”So yeah . . .How are they not. How can anyone person think, dumping wads of unhealthy food down their throat, drinking booze every day or so, smoking a carton of cigarettes a week or less, plus stuffing the blood line with coffee and sugar, while they sit all day, not think  they are destroying their only vessel.  The only one link to life that they have, how can they not think this is their own doing.

The other girl actually said. ” Sometimes people do not think about living like that. They think about a good time not a long time, they don’t think about destroying the vessel nor do they think they indeed are, slowly starting the rotting process. They live as to what makes them happy.

“Awe.” She said.  “That is how they are not. They must be informed”.

“How are you going to inform them”  The blabby girl said.

She waved her off with a hand jester,  telling  the “smarty pants” girl, that she will just have to write a book, on, “How to kill your vessel” Then said. “Then everyone would live healthy forever”.

The girl laughed at her saying in a mocking voice. ” How would they.”

“How would they not”.

 

 

 

A POST A DAY KEEPS THE CHORES AT BAY-”But what freedom”

A blog a day . . .How much time is used out the day for your blogging? Are your chores on hold? Do you run and blog as it hits your brain or do you do the chores first?  Let’s think again. Cleaning or Blogging?

A blog a day keeps the chores at bay but the freedom from constantly cleaning is peaceful less stress. Unless. While you clean you are suddenly induced with “brain adrenalin”  where you are forced to “step away from the dishes”  and walk slowly to your computer. Awe the freedom.

BUT NOT IF YOU KEEP GETTING INTERRUPTED! 

 ANNOYANCE SET IN. THE FREEDOM HAS CRASHED. The chores you kept at bay are calling. Do me, wash me. Forget the blog, do it later. All the time in the world, later. What freedom.

Might as well do the chores. Forget your freedom don’t keep your chores at bay before you know it you will have a whole sea of things to wash and clean. Blogging can wait!

CAN BLOGGING WAIT? NO! When we feel the need to blog we run do it.

  • Before it leaves our thoughts
  • The cleaning will still be there.
  • The freedom is up-lifting.

For bloggers who blog a blog a day, they have the freedom to choose to keep the chores at bay. Posting a picture or telling a poem, writing a life story or in a fit of “blogging-morphine.” We all can choose when to blog our blog a day, keeping the chores at bay.

But what freedom.