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The Biggest Surprise Ever!

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

You guys seriously have to check this out! The joy this woman must have felt!

How were YOU proposed to?

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SHARON10002 9/28/2012 6:18PM

    This was awesome! Thanks for sharing.

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    i proposed to him and then we had lawyers draw up prenuptials and then we went to sturgis and got married at the 103 harley davidson rally. we had an indian cheif as a witness. the cermony was incredible as rays of sunshine were in the video on down to us.

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JADOMB 9/27/2012 9:13PM

    I've seen this one before too. Pretty awesome. Mine was much more low keyed. On Valentine's day I gave my wife a teddybear and it had the ring tied around it's neck.

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L1ZB3TH354 9/27/2012 9:49AM

    I was proposed to in a traffic jam on the freeway. We just celebrated 35 years together! emoticon

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BRADMILL2922 9/26/2012 11:32PM

    I saw this earlier on Yahoo! Really cool. She must have just been over the moon at that point! Thanks for sharing because anyone with a romantic bone in them should check it out!

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The High Of Hiking

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Hiking has become my meditation, my peaceful sliver of life, my inner sanctum of calm. It is my zazen, my time to be in the present and breathing in the moment. Meditation is very crucial to me for two reasons. It gives me time to reflect on my life, my goals and about what is important for me. As my feet strike the ground I am able to concentrate on my breathing, how my body feels, the smell of nature around me. I am centered. I am in the presence of the here and now, stumbling into spirituality.

At the beginning of my weight loss journey, I asked myself some difficult questions. What opportunities am I going to lose out on if I don't get healthy? How will my health deteriorate? How will the hospital look when I'll have to go for heart surgery or dialysis treatments? Will my lupus progress and become a LIFE-THREATENING disease? Then I developed another picture of myself, a healthier, slimmer, stronger self. What will I do with a leaner body and who will I be doing it with? Where will I be and how will I feel when I am there? How will my life be better if I lose the weight??

So my thoughts shifted to wellness and not "diet." I had been on them all. Atkins, South Beach, Weight Watchers. The Cabbage Soup Diet (not a pretty sight in any way, shape or form). With each one I lost quickly, but gained back quickly as well. I had to find my OWN way, armed with the knowledge that I learned about my OWN body's needs, how it ticked, how it responded. (A crucial part to wellness is to know yourself. Understanding who you are as an individual helps you to work with your natural tendencies.) I tried running, I tried bonking, I tried cycling. But I was forcing myself into something that I did not enjoy. I am NOT a marathon runner. I am NOT the woman-version of Lance Armstrong.

But I AM a hiker.

I bliss out when I am focusing on the dirt beneath me. It's almost as if I am becoming one with something greater than myself and the energy of the earth itself seems to fill my every sweat-soaked pore. I ooze out of my own self-consciousness. My breaths are exhilaratingly-labored, my heart is beating in unison with each deep gasp. Any negative self-talk at the time wisps away like a puff of swirling smoke when I realize that I am in control of my destiny. I am in control of my body. I am in control of my life.

I've dropped the "perfect" mentality. I've dropped the illusion that I am not strong enough. I've gained self-respect, stamina and have seen the physical, mental and emotional changes that have occurred as a result of finding what is right for me. Now when I fall down, I get back up again, dusting off the doubts and self-delusions of failure. When I stumble it DOES NOT mean I have erased everything I have accomplished to this point. It means that I just pick up where I've left off.

With that I've gained a natural high. On life. My senses are heightened, my endorphins are rushing and I am more alert. My legs are toned, my heart and lungs move more freely. It's almost like I was in bondage before, wrapped in a stifling illusion of limitations...

And I have finally, FINALLY, burst free.

With a vengeance I proceed forward, looking forward to the next degree, the next level, of intensity. With each rock climbed, each hill conquered, I am liberated...

And I am finally being me.

I love you. God bless.

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JUNEPA 11/1/2012 6:27PM

    Hear hear !!

How often do you hike?
Do you hike by yourself?

I love it that hiking is a workout, uphill is cardio, downhill is joints strengthening, especially the knees. I used to have knee problems and I always had tender knees after a hike. Then I only hiked once in a while. In the last 2 years, I have a small hike (can be done in a morning), close to home and go with some friends every week. At first my knees were sore but after about 3 months, I suddenly noticed my knees weren't sore after the hike any more. Wow, I thought knees only got worse with age. This was a huge surprise for me and an inspiratition to try more things slowly and steadily. So much improvement in my fitness since that epiphany. Plus the outdoors are so beautiful. Win-win-win....

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SHARON10002 9/28/2012 6:11PM

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BEAR8MM 9/26/2012 11:21PM

    You're making me miss the woods again! ( and what is bonking?)

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JERMADSON7 9/26/2012 11:05PM

    Nice Michelle.
But what the heck is bonking?

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FLEMIDG 9/26/2012 12:49AM

    I am so glad you found something that you love doing that gives you such peace. Keep up the great work. I love walking too, and I often do a prayer walk. Keep up the great work. Take care of yourself. You are so worth it.
I love you too. God bless you.


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BRADMILL2922 9/25/2012 11:35PM

    It is so great that you were really able to find what worked for you. Sometimes, finding that one thing can be the hardest part. It also really great what you said about wellness, and not "diet". This thing is so much more important than just losing weight. It is a total lifestyle and way of thinking transformation. We try to be who we are not and that can be a mistake. You know what works for you! You have found you and know who that is! That is beautiful!

Great blog Michelle! Makes me feel like hiking somewhere right now!

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SASIKHASI1 9/25/2012 10:15PM

    I love to hike or just walk the beach, lost in thought with no one bugging me. I know how you feel. It is so peaceful.

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Just Take The Time To Listen To Your OWN Heart...

Monday, September 24, 2012

First, there was the initial misunderstanding. Brian looked me square in the eyes and opened his mouth.

"Better not buy meat in New England."
"What??! Why? What happened??"
"I don't know. I didn't watch it."
"You didn't watch what? The news??"
"The game."
"Wait...what did you say??"
"I SAID Baltimore beat New England!"
"Oh. I thought you said...never mind."
"Are you hearing things again?"

These things seem to be happening alot lately. It's either that he is not speaking clearly or my mind has been elsewhere. It's probably been a combination of both if I am to be completely honest.

I have worked hard to get where I am today. Mentally, physically, spiritually, I have been delving deep into the heart of me and finding out all kinds of things. Like, what makes me tick, what tickles my funny bone, what God has given and taken away in my life. I've been restless. In all areas. Some days have been wonderful, some filled with uncertainty. But each day I've been looking closer and picking at the things that seem to unsettle me. I've asked myself why they do, what nerve do they hit and why do they hit it a certain way...

I've also torn the soil out from under my feet on my hikes. I've begun each adventure with tender steps only to find myself tearing it up within minutes. The more I think, the harder I trod, the faster I go, as if to keep up with my racing thoughts. Afterwards I am spent, out of breath, only to fall to the earth heavily and suddenly begin speaking to God...

I've realized that I am only one person. I realize that I am beautiful in my own way and I just wish that I had realized it sooner. I realize now that I have tried so hard to be someone else's definition of a good person when all I had to do was be ME. For I AM a good person, made just the way I was supposed to be in the very beginning. I've wasted so much time...when all I had to do was just be silent, listen to my heart and go with God's quiet whispers.

"Well? What's going on with you, Michelle?"
Turning to look at my husband, eyes wide, I put my arms around him and spoke my heart.
"Am I doing okay? Am I somebody that, if you just met, would want to get to know better? Am I interesting? Good? Weird? What am I?"
I could feel his arms pull me tighter and I heard him take a deep breath as he rested his head on top of my own.
"You are doing okay. You are good, a little weird, somewhat hard-of-hearing, and definitely someone I would want to get to know better. In fact, I DO want to get to know you better. Today. So why don't you try talking to ME a little more instead of just yourself? I'm here, ya know."

Yes. I know. For 20+ years he has been. Through the good AND the bad. He's been there, allowing me to "find" myself. Allowing me to blunder, fail, succeed. There are times I do not agree with his point of view (and vice versa) AND we've had disagreements that would burn the hair off of a monkey's back, but we've still managed to find our way through. I try, also, for the most part, to take his advice as well.

So, I'm going to trust him AND MYSELF that I am doing okay. The rest of the day before he had to leave for work was, well, WONDERFUL. We laughed. We even playfully chased each other around the house before we collapsed on the back deck in breathless chaos. Then I realized something...even though I've known all along that I love my husband, I LOVE my husband....

And I love you. God bless each and every one of you. YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL. Through and through.

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SHARON10002 9/28/2012 6:07PM

    You've got a keeper there (and visa versa)! I am loving getting to know you through your blogs, and your notes. Maybe I should go back and read your blogs from the very beginning. . . I have to say, I'm glad I found you!

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LOLAINSC 9/25/2012 9:36PM

    Brian has a way with words...and honesty. You are most blessed.

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JADOMB 9/25/2012 12:45PM

    You have a great thing, don't ever lose it.

I think we have so many things in common and I think we are actually going through many of the same things at the same time. Even though I am older, our children seem to leave the roost at the same time and I think that is what is ailing us. The empty nest has it's way of putting us in a fog and making us reevaluate our lives that have been turned upside down for so many years.

As far as the hearing thing, I have a theory on that. First, it seems that my wife's hearing was just fine until she put that wedding ring on. From that point on it has gotten worse and worse. So I've thought of hiding the ring from my wife for awhile to see if her hearing gets better. ;-)

So you are just fine and yes, beautiful. You husband knows it and loves you for more than just the outward beauty. So build on that and regain the SPARK that you guys once had before children. Now is a great time to truly enjoy what you had and what you have. May God bless you and your family.

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STAYCXL-NOMORE 9/25/2012 12:28PM

    Great Blog , enjoy that love my friend :) its rare !!!

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WOLFKITTY 9/25/2012 1:48AM

    How utterly, and heartbreakingly sweet. Thank you for sharing.
Take care,

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FLEMIDG 9/25/2012 12:42AM

    You are a beautiful person, inside and out, Michelle. I am glad you are finally realizing that. I am so glad you and your dh are so good together. I can hear your love for him in your words. You are two lucky people. God bless you.
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BRADMILL2922 9/25/2012 12:11AM

    It is so great that you have come to realize about yourself what all your Spark friends already know! You have worked really hard to get where you have gotten today. It is beautiful that you know how far you have come and can appreciate it. It is beautiful that you have really gotten to know who you are!

You are such a great story teller and this is no exception! Thanks for sharing it and inspiring us all! Sounds like you have a great guy and sounds like you have a lucky guy for having you!

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JERMADSON7 9/24/2012 11:07PM

    That's great. He is lucky to have a gal like you, you know. He's not stupid.

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BEAR8MM 9/24/2012 10:50PM

    You rock!

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SCOTMAMA 9/24/2012 10:39PM

    I love your blogs! I find myself visualizing you and Brian, and I'll admit that most of the time I side with you -- except the other day when he was telling to to just be your age, and stop trying to look younger. lol

I become so involved in your stories, and I smile and relate them to things that have happened to me. You are such a good story-teller!

Have a great day/evening, and remember: YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL!

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Tragic? Or Magic?

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

I didn't want to do it.

I didn't want to get dressed, stretch and go walking. I didn't want to fool with it at all. I decided in my heart-of-hearts that I could "get by" without one day of hiking. Plain and simple. Whatever. Yada, yada and yada. Then I saw the box of donuts that Brian had bought for his lunchbox. Hmmm. Looking around, not seeing anyone, I took a step closer. Pinching my bottom lip between my thumb and index finger, I toyed heavily with the one would know. No one.

Then my brain started blaring.

"What's this?! You get on Spark and tell everyone to do their best, to BE their best and you're gonna SNEAK a DONUT?!"
"Shush, annoying little one. What do YOU know? I've worked hard. I deserve it."
"You are a hypocrite."
"WHO'S a hypocrite?!"
"YOU. Wahhh, you don't "feel" like walking today. Whatever! How many times have you told someone to put one foot in front of the other and the rest will take care of itself?"

Then it seemed, as if on cue, the old man came around the corner. His face lit up then suddenly frowned when he saw me hovering near his goodies. Tsk-tsk-tsking me, he scowled and removed them from my presence.

"Have you hiked today?"
" Not yet..."
"You're usually out the door."
"Yeah, well."
"Yeah well what?"
"I was getting ready to go."
"Really? In your house slippers?"

Fifteen minutes later, I was "appropriately" dressed and mumbling to myself. It's chilly outside. It's too "breezy." I'm "not feeling it" today. Grabbing my iPod, I crammed the ear pieces into my ears and took off out the door. Just one trip through. That's all I was willing to put into it.

"Shut up, brain."

I put on Alter Bridge, my favorite band, and the song "One Day Remains" came screaming through. Atop the hill, ready to begin my ascent into my woods, the phrase "And I ask you, why do you question the strength inside?" enveloped my ears. Hmmm. Then another, "When the distance to your dreams starts being reached, don't lay down and die."

What? Oh no, I'm not going to lay down and give up, not when I'm THIS close...

Then Myles, in his beautiful voice, bellowed out, "You need to know how it feels to be alive!"

Then, suddenly, as if something kicked me in the rear, I took off. My heart raced, my legs burned and something sat my heart on fire. With each drop of sweat that I felt running down my back, I pushed harder, climbed harder, breathed harder. I could feel the muscles pulling in the back of my legs, growing stronger with each forceful step. Then I realized something...

I wanted more.

I climbed, descended, climbed some more, almost at a running pace, until I could breath no more. Laughing, I plopped to the ground and massaged my legs, breathing in deep breathes and exhaling with jubilation. Checking my watch my eyes grew big. One hour and fifteen minutes?! No kidding, I just started a few minutes ago...

Then Myles said to me, "I see in you more than you will EVER know..."

Closing my eyes, I removed my ear pieces and listened to the air around me as my heart rate and lungs returned to normal. My stress was spent. My irritation, gone. My slothful temptation definitely silenced. I was left with calmness and a peace that can be described with no words.

I returned to the house where there was a lone donut laying on the table and a note from Brian which said, "Did you get lost? Leaving for work. Here's your donut. If you still feel like eating it."

Throwing it in the trash, I surmised that it would be one less donut for him to eat when he got home. He didn't need it either.

"Well, now, looks like you proved yourself wrong."
"Thanks, brain, I did it!"
"And you did two and half more miles than your norm! High five!"
"How do I high-five my brain?"
"It's time to stop talking to yourself now..."

There's going to be days when you don't feel doing jack-squat. Perhaps those are the days when you can break through your own barriers. When you can prove yourself wrong? Your thinking CAN be tragic to your state of mind... or it can be magic, surprising you with your true potential.

Which is it? Only you can decide. But let me tell you something...I don't want to be a hypocrite and tell you to do something that I am not willing to do myself. I proved a major point to myself today. Unless I am physically ill or have a handicap or broken bone that prevents me from doing something good for my body, then there are NO excuses. NO EXCUSES.

Don't question your strength.

Your dreams are within your reach. They are.

God bless. You are loved...more than you'll ever know.

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FUNSIZE0789 1/29/2014 8:36AM

    I dream of the day I can run 2.5 miles, let alone as many as you did. Great job, I'm going to subscribe to your blog I found it funny and refreshing lol Check out mine!!

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GREGGWEISBROD 1/29/2014 12:38AM

    Technically, wouldn't smacking your head be kind of like high-giving your brain? One would look awfully funny smacking themselves in the head every time they accomplished something. :-D

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SHARON10002 9/28/2012 6:00PM

    emoticon Proud of you!

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KAILYNSTAR 9/22/2012 4:00PM

    What's that? Oh, sorry, that was my brain laughing at your brain. It sure got to you didn't it?! emoticon

Loved the blog and the past four others. You are so precious!!!!

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IRP1114 9/21/2012 9:26AM

    Awesome blog. Glad you got out there! emoticon

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JADOMB 9/20/2012 5:56PM

    You got it sweetie. Proud of ya.

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OLDERDANDRT 9/20/2012 2:55PM

    emoticon and well said!! Love you, girl! You are setting great example!!
Thank you, my friend, for throwing away the donut and taking that hike to new heights!!! High five, my sweet friend! emoticon emoticon

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BKNOCK 9/20/2012 10:06AM

    and how do you feel today? I like Barb's comment too!

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JUNIAATROME 9/20/2012 1:58AM

    Tend to agree with Barb on everything. Isn't that spooky?

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FLEMIDG 9/20/2012 1:13AM

    Awesome blog. Good for you for not giving into the temptation of that donut and for getting out there and DOING IT. You are an inspiration. Keep up the great work. You're worth it. emoticon emoticon emoticon emoticon emoticon emoticon

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BRADMILL2922 9/19/2012 11:14PM

    Really cool and motivational story! Makes me want to get out and do something right now! Glad you got in your hike and got in a brain high-five. I think that should be on a t-shirt!


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NOCALORIES 9/19/2012 10:17PM

    Thank you for your blog. A real motivation to get up and push to really burn some calories. You are appreciated.

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BEAR8MM 9/19/2012 9:45PM

    WOOT! Good for you! I was going to slack today, but the brain whispered, surgery tomorrow, flat on your back all day tomorrow, and the fat cells screamed YESSS! I told them all to shut up, and did my 6 miler, 938 calories in 94 minutes. It IS worth it!

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CARTOONB 9/19/2012 9:32PM

    A slap on your forehead is the same as a high five to your brain, right?

Great job!

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A Little Dab'll Do Ya

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

I was trying to clean my bathroom last night when I realized I didn't have enough space for "my stuff." When I say "my stuff," that means lotions, creams, serums, oils, shampoos, conditioners, the usual things that women accumulate here and there for a "youthful glow," "younger-looking skin" and "bouncy, youthful hair." (I'm a junkie. I should have bought stock in Avon years ago.) I've got banishing creams, dramatic firming creams, tonics, spritzes and sprays. Got crow's feet?? Heck, I got a cream for that! Discoloration under the eyes?? Well, I got something for that, too.

One evening a few weeks ago, as I was getting ready for bed, I slathered on my concoctions and the Old Man walked by. He has this somewhat-annoying habit of crowding into the bathroom with me, pretending to look for something, when he turns, with hands on hips, looking at me.

"What's that one for?"
"What? This?? Firming lotion."
"What's it firming?"
"My th...can't you tell???"
"Ya know, one of these nights you're gonna slip outta bed like a fish." Picking up the small vial of eye serum he squints to read the fine print. "Hydra...hyda...dicapryl...pfff. CARROT SEED OIL??"
"Don't squint. It's bad for the eyes."
"That's okay. I'll just eat some of this because carrots are good for your vision. Right??"

I didn't mind his quips. He has given me a "hard time" for this since we got together over 20 years ago.

We went out to dinner Saturday evening. He was sitting across from me and we began reviewing the menus. I was trying to decide what I wanted to order and happened to glance up at him. He had laid his menu down and was staring at me. I apologized for taking so long and he shook his head slowly, reaching across the table to take my hand.

"You need to stop."
"I am 52 years old. Do you realize how many of the guys at work think you are my daughter???"
"Your picture. I have it on my locker door. I think that you need to cool it now and just age gracefully WITH me. Do you realize how pretty you would be with gray hair? Why do you try so hard? You don't have to. I was smitten with a twenty-year-old beautiful girl. I'm in LOVE with a 43-year-old mother, grandmother, wife, woman. There's nothing you can do with the crow's feet, honey. Between you and me, they are, well, just sexy."

And there I sat, in the middle of Olive Garden, amidst the all-you-can-eat-breadsticks, with alligator tears in my eyes. He looked at me and winked.

"Do you know when I think you're most beautiful?"
I strangled out a, "When?" through my touched heart.
"When you first wake up in the mornings, hair all over the place, free of make-up with those great big gorgeous brown eyes, then you smile. It makes me a giant jittery mess." And then he feigned shaking...

The dinner was wonderful. Amazing.

I went home and washed my face. I dabbed a little cream on the corners of my eyes. I wanted to do more but...

We went to bed and I felt his hand caress my hair. Then it wandered to my face. He must have caressed my cheek forever...and I heard a sleepy voice say, "Ah, so soft..."

I'm probably not going to give up my hair dye anytime soon but today I bagged up alot of the potions in my cabinet. I have kept a few essentials, just regular lotion and face cream (sorry, Brian, but me and Oil of Olay cannot part at this time). But perhaps I need to just "cool it," like he said. There is nothing wrong with trying to look your best, I believe, but there IS such a thing as over-kill, too.

I believe, as well, that beauty is more than skin-deep. Some of the most beautiful faces I have ever seen are the ones that are just simply smiling. From the child that has gotten all dirty and sweaty from a day's worth of play outside. From the face of the elderly woman across the street who's face has a hundred wrinkles...but each one has a story to tell. From the face of the one who has seen adversity and blazed through it with grit and hard-core determination.

That is TRUE beauty through and through...

I want THAT.

Hey, do me a favor and look in the mirror today. Don't fret over the pimple on your forehead, the crooked nose, the little lines forming around your eyes or mouth. Look at the beautiful, unique, one-of-a-kind individual that you really are and OWN it. You are wonderfully made. From the top of your head to the bottom of your feet, you are just the way you were meant to be. Don't you realize that when you smile, it is a gift? To yourself? AND ESPECIALLY others?

Do your best to be healthy and happy. Exercise. Eat right. But most importantly, be confident that your true beauty comes from WITHIN. That's what people will remember the most.

Not if you used Miss Clairol No. 20, Deepest-Darkest-Brown.

God bless you today. You are loved. And most importantly, you are gorgeous. Just the way you are.

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ADARKARA 1/29/2014 10:11AM

    You have a wonderful husband! Mine is very similar, he could care less if I wear makeup. emoticon

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TIGER_LILY_613 1/29/2014 6:47AM

    Wow. Got emotional reading this post. Your hubby's a gem emoticon Thank you for writing this.

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GREGGWEISBROD 1/29/2014 12:28AM

    Goodness... you probably already know this... but you've got a wonderful man right there. A wonderful man. Wow.

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SHARON10002 9/28/2012 5:55PM

    Oh my gosh! What a wonderful man! He could make a mint teaching that kind of stuff! emoticon I could feel myself sliding out of my chair as I read his words, and I don't use body cream! You are one lucky lady. . .
I totally agree with your comments about faces. I don't understand women and men who have to have plastic surgery so they do not age. I mean look at Joan Rivers . . . the woman had a perpetual fake smile! I love the picture you've included at the end. Now that woman has lived a rich, full, life. Would love to hear some of her stories.
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BRADMILL2922 9/19/2012 11:10PM


Such a great blog as usual. Hey, guys can be right! (sometimes emoticon)

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AJDOVER1 9/19/2012 7:49PM

    you are truly beautiful.

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SWEETZMIX 9/19/2012 4:33PM

    I loved this blog and I think I love your hubby!! He is awesome. Why do we do it to ourselves sometimes lol As much as they can and will annoy us, they are usually right!

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OLDERDANDRT 9/19/2012 2:25PM

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JADOMB 9/19/2012 12:21PM

    Great blog. And so true on many levels. BUT, I got two points to make.

First, as a husband that is also 8 years older than my wife, I didn't want her to catch up to me at 58 and failing fast. I went back to her age so that then we could age gracefully together. I think it is our duty to make these old bones age as gracefully and respectfully as possible. So a little dye, Oil of Olay, etc. for external use and good foods and exercise for BOTH external and internal use, is just fine.

Second, on the excessive amounts of bottles of "goodies" in the bathroom. LOL That bothered me too since I was forever fighting bits of mold and such that would form under some of the less used bottles that would still gather moisture. I have my ONE bottle of head and shoulders that I even use for my soap. I'm a simple man. My wife had a line of 10 bottles of who knows what for each and every section of her body. No wonder it takes her so long to take a shower or bath. But I won't take them away from her since her beauty benefits both of us. What I did though was found this nice 2 level wooden stand that now sits outside the tub and against the wall. She can put around 8 bottles of STUFF in it and reach it whenever she wants, but keeping only 2 bottle of heavily used shampoo and conditioner in the enclosure. FIXED IT.

Anyway, you just keep on keeping on, you are doing great. Just get that old man of yours to join in and become a 43 year old again. He'll enjoy it just as much as you do. ;-)

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BEESPARKLE 9/19/2012 10:00AM

    Great blog.
I was 17 when I fell in love with my guy. Married at 19.
For 51 years Sept 16th the other day. He is still telling me I am pretty. I mean at 70 . What a compliment.

I used to pack on the make up at 21. After my first big son weighing in at 10 pounds. I felt old. How silly was that.

Then my hubby like your man. Said same thing. I used to have when any body knocked on my door. They would say to me Is your Mother in. Back then I hated it. Yet everyone told me that I looked so young as a first time Mom. Two more bbes after that. Now they are inprime of hitting 50 and then my youngest is 40. Married with two children.

I do wear make up on special occasions but other then that like you see in my exercise outfit. Hair all out. I got the nerve to put it up as my background page. Tell all and see all.

So I do wear night cream but rub it in well. That is all i wear. All the other is pass in the garbage and gone.. I do have the smooth skin people tell me when they meet me in person even men and they cannot believe I am 70 . I do have weight to lose for sure . If you see my other pictures on my page. You will see so far I am starting to say thank you everyone for your compliments.
So that is one big compliment from your man. He is a Keeper for sure.

My daughter also has stuff that you say. She could own a section in the Elizabeth Arden Section also. She also has gone to natural. I have her up in my photos.

She is a beauty .my only girl she is 47.

So now you are finding the person you really are.

Wake up call from your love of your life but isn't it wonderful! He told you the truth. Your his pin up girl and he is proud of you so much. Even his friends think. emoticon

Amen sister in the Lord!

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LIZZYP609 9/19/2012 9:34AM

    Yea, as 40 is getting closer and closer I have found myself using more of my creams on a regular basis. I know it is just a number and NO I don't feel like I am 5 months from 40 but I am having a hard time with it. I don't want to look like a 20 year old...but if I look like I am mid 30s forever, I won't complain! Yea, I am not giving up my hair dyes either! ;-) good blog Michelle, as always emoticon

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LMB-ESQ 9/19/2012 5:10AM

    Your hubby is one smart dude! I'm still hanging on to my Miss Clairol though :-) emoticon

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JUNIAATROME 9/19/2012 1:43AM

    what on earth are crow's feet?! May be I don't want to know?! emoticon
Must get myself some Oil of Olay - my mother swore by it, I have not tried that yet and I am 52! shame on me.

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SCOTMAMA 9/19/2012 12:44AM

    Not only do YOU have a way with words, my dear, but your hubby's not too shabby either! What a wonderful story, and I could just picture the whole evening in my mind. You do look young -- not knowing what your DH looks like I can't say if I'd figure you were his daughter or not -- but it surely was a sweet compliment! God Love Him!

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GEEMAWEST 9/18/2012 10:39PM

    Ahhhhh! So sweet. You have a very smart man there and you are very wise to listen to him. Good for you! Good for you both!!

P.S. I won't part with my Oil of Olay either. emoticon

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USFBULL 9/18/2012 10:10PM

    Nice job only one photo, LOL emoticon emoticon

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CARTOONB 9/18/2012 9:48PM

    You have a good man. And a good mind to listen to him. Love it!

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NEEKEPOO 9/18/2012 8:51PM

    That was truly a wonderful blog. You have such a fun way with words but it was the sincerity in the blog that hit me hardest. Thank you so much for sharing!

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SEXBOBOMB 9/18/2012 7:39PM

    Well done, Brian! emoticon
(Any chance he send that script to my husband?)

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BKNOCK 9/18/2012 7:14PM

    Great blog! Glad Brian can still blow you out of the water!

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CHEETARA79 9/18/2012 5:54PM

    Your husband is so sweet!

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SANDYCRANE 9/18/2012 5:53PM

    Great blog and all of it so true. A smile transforms ones face, more than dyes and cremes. But I am with you, I will not give up my Oil of Olay. emoticon

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