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28 June 2016
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Based on a work at daij62.blogspot.com.
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- Daij
- Somewhere in , Wisconsin, United States
- First of all, I love GOD. Proud Christian here! I love the smell of baked goods, seeing dads with their sons at the barbershop, couples walking down the street holding hands, I love my friends and their kids and their dogs and cats and my cats. I love poetry, jazz, old school R&B, Hip hop, Gospel, House, architecture, writing, and baking. I love compliments about my baking, I love Paris, Scarborough Ontario, Latino culture, nappy hair, and the sound of kids laughing. The first thing I do every morning after I crawl out of bed is get on my knees to thank God for letting me see another day. I invite you to join me on this journey on this thing called Life, where you might laugh, cry, and perhaps be enlightened along the way! I might be enlightened as well, based on your responses to my posts. For collaborations: daij62@gmail.com
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12 comments:
Sounds like most married couples.
That's so true, sad sometimes
I'm proud to say that I let go of smoking this weekend, cold turkey.
(crickets chirping)
*Waiting for the happiness to begin*
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Happiness will begin soon! Congrats. I have never felt the connection to smoking (cigarettes) but I underdstand addiction. I'm addicted to cake and donuts and scones. What made me seriously rid it from my diet was when i was trying to buy some nice jeans 3 weeks ago, and not finding one store in Portland that had jeans in a size 40. 38 was the max. And I was hurt , and pissed, and decided that I will not only get smaller, but I will eventually be able to wear a size 36 or even smaller. I really have no excuse- my Gym is right next door to my job. Now I go twice a day, the afternoon and after work, and I'm already a size 38!
I love your main blog photo, and this post is absolutely on point!
@Lin: Soon!
@ Felicia Monique, thank you!
Congrats on the weight loss!!! It's good you recognized what you needed to let go and did it!
Wow! Mad Congrats on the successful exile away from sweets, man! Cool that you're already SEEING results! It definitely takes WILLPOWER... & in the end, having a goal to achieve really does feed into the main incentive.
With each need day w/out cigs, I become just a lil mo prouder of myself.
@ Felicia: HOPEFULLY!
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@ gorgeous puddin & moanerplicity, baby steps. I'm making it a habit. It's hard, considering I'm a baker in my spare time, and this is the season where I'm busy baking in the evenings after work and all day saturdays, but yes, I have a goal, and I'm not straying away from it. Congrats on giving up the cigs. It took my mom years to give it up, but she did. It's been about 20 yrs for her.
Wow! Freud would have a field day w/ me. Just noticed that instead of typing "w/ each NEW day," I wrote 'with each "NEED" day!' LOL. I think that just about says it all!
Mad props to your mom! People like her inspire me by proving it's POSSIBLE!
Temptation is ALWAYS there, lurking in our path, making us weaker or forcing us to be STRONGER! Hope you can remain strong, especially in this season of plentiful temptation (s), & I will TRY do the same!
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@ Moanerplicity... I think I'm serious now. I've been consistent for 3 weeks now. I have tons of clothes in my closet that I have not been able to fit in, and today I am comfortably wearing clothes I could bearly squeeze in a month ago, and that's motivation enough to keep on going.
The turning point for my mom was when my then 4yr old son came to her with one of her cigarettes (unlit) in his mouth and said " I wanna be like Grandma Casey (casey being my last name)" and my mom was horrified. She had tried a million times before then , to stop, but that was the moment she stopped for real.
Yup. Visible evidence of a decreasing waistline should definitely give you incentive, man! Keep it up!
Getting tired/winded doing normal chores finally made me say ENOUGH w/ the cigs! So, this is now week two, & tho it's ruff, I'm still giving it my all. Maybe it takes something beyond our grasp to inspire us & that becomes our catalyst.
Re your mom: Wow! Out of the mouths of babes, for real. Something your son prolly doesn't remember saying left a lasting impression on your mom, so big, it changed her lifestyle for the better!
Bless them both!
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