I Can’t Believe The Holidays Are Just Around The Corner.

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This year has gone buy so fast, it’s difficult to fathom Christmas isn’t that far off. Not only do most stores have Halloween decorations littering the aisles, but I actually saw a few Christmas decorations adorning the shelves at Wal-Mart the other night. We all know what this means, don’t we? It’s the time of year to figure out what we’re going to buy the people in our lives who have everything.
I figured out a system last year. Buy everyone the same gift. No, no, this doesn’t mean Grandpa will end up with the sexy lingerie-I’m talking about practical gifts. For instance, digital frames. Laugh if you will and call me a geek, but some frames even come in Wi-Fi now, which means if you have photos on MySpace, Flickr, etc, you can show these without wires and cables.
You do have to remember, however, if you decide to buy digital picture frames as gifts, you’ll also need to purchase memory sticks, IF the person doesn’t have a compatible flash drive. Personally, I would spend the extra $10-$20, (depending on the amount of memory), just in case.
Has anyone else given thought to holiday gifts yet? If so, are you going high tech, or keeping it simple?

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A More Personal Blog

Yes, I am coming back. I’m sure everyone is thrilled to hear this-being away from blogging has been a much needed break. Although this blog will continue, I will be posting on items of a more personal nature. I have another blog in the works-it’s secret squirrel stuff so I can’t discuss it, but it will be my semi-money making blog, but advertisers and other bloggers will still be more than welcome to advertise here. Just a small update to let everyone know- I’ll be back, better than ever.

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One More Use For Panty-Liners.

Guys, meaning, those of the male persuasion, listen up-this post is for you too. Panty-liners aren’t just for those carefree days of feminine needs. No, you read that right-I have found another use for panty-liners.

Ever been in a situation where you need something and fast, but have no option but to use a substitute? This happened to me tonight. I decided to give myself a pedicure, a long overdue pedicure, so I get out the foot scraper, (you know- the contraption for dead skin re-death, sharp blade with a plastic handle that could peel carrots better than a peeler), the pumice stone, a towel and foot cream. Heaven if someone else is scraping your feet, doing it yourself forces you into contorted positions you weren’t aware you could get into to begin with. Soaked my footsies to prepare, laid a towel on the floor and commenced scraping. After a winter of no pedicures- the amount of dead skin I scraped off could have been used to create a new person. With that aside, as I was scraping, I sneezed. I sneezed hard holding a razor blade on a stick while scraping my left foot with my right hand. Bottom of heel sliced- worse than any cut I’ve had shaving my legs-and that’s saying a lot.

“Ok a band-aid is not going to work on the bottom of my foot-I have no bandages, or gauze and a wash cloth will only allow it to bleed through. Think Beth, think.”

Bingo. Panty-liner. I hobble to the bathroom trying not to get blood on the carpet or the tiled floor in the hall, grab a Carefree non-scented panty-liner and begin the bandaging process. Scotch tape-check. Foot on pad-check. Tape ready to attach and wrap-check. Haha! It works. Although I do recommend using duct, or electrical tape- I’ll have to change the tape before I go to bed. But the fact of the matter- I survived and as I type this I’m not the least bit embarrassed that I’m sitting here with a panty-liner taped to the bottom of my foot.

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Yes, Men and Women Can Be Friends Without Having Sex.

I experienced the age-old myth today, you know the one, that men and women cannot be friends without some sort of sexual attraction, or secret sexcapades at some point in the friendship. I am here to say- men and women can be friends without thinking of each other naked.

I stopped by the grocery store I worked at while in college earlier today and the person I consider my best friend, who happens to have a penis, is one of the managers. Every time I go in we talk- sometimes for 10 minutes, sometimes an hour. We laugh, we bitch about others and we can both tell each other things we wouldn’t normally tell someone else. No, he isn’t gay-he’s married to the woman, (whom I fixed him up with 10 years ago and she hates me because of our friendship), we’ve known each other since we were 5 years old. That’s right, 30 years of friendship. Sure, he was my “boyfriend” in Kindergarten, we were divorced in the 4th grade, but since that time, I haven’t thought of him as anything other than who he is-Adam. My best friend, my confidant and someone I will always stay in touch with no matter what life brings. He’s more of the brother I never had than anything, really, and it’s difficult to get people to understand this fact.

So, today while we were talking our usual-politics, stupid people and what we would do if we were in power, apparently one of the office workers asked a cashier and I am quoting, “Did Adam and Beth have something going on when she worked here?” Of course the cashier told me this and at first I was going to confront the witch, whom I dislike anyway, but decided to let Adam know instead. Why? Because questions, such as the one she asked, only cause trouble and have the potential to ruin a relationship someone has-whether it’s a girlfriend or a wife. I don’t understand why, if a man and a woman talk, it’s automatically assumed they’re having sex, or had sex in the past. My friendship with Adam couldn’t be more platonic. I love him yes- I love him like a family member and always will. I know the woman who asked the “question” has nothing better to do than start rumors, but I was so flabbergasted by her accusations-I started to think. Why is there an unwritten rule, that men and women cannot possibly be friends without, at some point in the friendship, jumping in the sack? I would rather have a friend for life that I could count on, than ruin it with complicated emotions and situations. What are your opinions? Can men and women, just be friends?

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