Took a visit to Cleburne State Park (in Cleburne, Texas) on Sunday (fantastic weather for a December day!).
This park visit was special - it concludes my goal to visit one new park every month of 2017. SO EXCITED! What a cool goal I made - might be my fave :)
Here is the traditional collage. BTW, loved this park - and there are so many MORE trails I can venture! Excited to come back.
Monday, December 11, 2017
Friday, December 8, 2017
Feel the Whisper
Ran across these words today from my real Dad who sent me this in an email:
Look not so far away, Listen intently, Feel the whisper. Those who love you the most are with you in everything you do and wish for.
Love
Dad
Timing is perfect. Last thing I see during tough times is feeling like others care.
I sure do miss my Dad. ;(
Timing is perfect. Last thing I see during tough times is feeling like others care.
I sure do miss my Dad. ;(
Thursday, November 30, 2017
Powerful Video Clip About Diversity
I'm in awe how important and powerful this 5 minute vide clip is about how to treat others:
It's an inspirational video about belonging and inclusion from the United States Air Force Academy.
It speaks to what it looks like to champion Diversity under difficult circumstances.
It's an inspirational video about belonging and inclusion from the United States Air Force Academy.
It speaks to what it looks like to champion Diversity under difficult circumstances.
Lt Gen Jay Silveria, Superintendent of the US Air Force Academy, addresses students on the use of racial slurs within dorms for the Prepartory School. He urges anyone who cannot treat others with dignity and respect to "get out." Story:http://bit.ly/2ftp3cV
Wednesday, November 29, 2017
Recovery Process
Loved this quote I read yesterday, so wanted to share. It's spot on:
"And what's perhaps the most vital fact about alcoholism: understanding that recovery is an ongoing process. "There are many different statistics, but the bottom line is it's extremely common to need multiple quit attempts in order to quit, and also different modalities," De Filippo says. "Some people do well with meetings, some people do well with individual therapy, others do well with rehab, but it's normal for it to take more than one try. It's like anything else — you can't become good at something by just doing it once. It's something you have to keep working on."
Tuesday, November 28, 2017
Feelings 100%
I was talking to a therapist-type person today and something hit me like a bolt of lightning.
While I comprehend that drinking masks our problems or issues temporarily, it is still a go-to reason to drink and helps with not thinking about our issues, even for a little bit.
It just not dawned on me, though, that this past year sober I have dealt with all my issues myself. Ie, without alcohol. And quite honestly, that's tough.
While I have had a really good year, there has been a few REALLY bad times and I am experiencing all of those feelings 100%.... without blurring the feelings (even temporarily) with alcohol.
Not drinking is an exceptional thing for me, but it also means these rough patches are actually hitting me harder than usual because I'm not replacing/masking/hiding them with drinking. Instead, I'm feeling every emotion and thought and heartache very true and raw, without any disturbance (drinking).
I need to stop being so rough on myself when I get depressed. I'm dealing with it without any mind altering effects. And, quite honestly that's tough. And new for me.
But, I'm up for the task!
I'm just glad I had this enlightening moment today about this. I think it will help me during the holidays - a really rough part of every year for me.
While I comprehend that drinking masks our problems or issues temporarily, it is still a go-to reason to drink and helps with not thinking about our issues, even for a little bit.
It just not dawned on me, though, that this past year sober I have dealt with all my issues myself. Ie, without alcohol. And quite honestly, that's tough.
While I have had a really good year, there has been a few REALLY bad times and I am experiencing all of those feelings 100%.... without blurring the feelings (even temporarily) with alcohol.
Not drinking is an exceptional thing for me, but it also means these rough patches are actually hitting me harder than usual because I'm not replacing/masking/hiding them with drinking. Instead, I'm feeling every emotion and thought and heartache very true and raw, without any disturbance (drinking).
I need to stop being so rough on myself when I get depressed. I'm dealing with it without any mind altering effects. And, quite honestly that's tough. And new for me.
But, I'm up for the task!
I'm just glad I had this enlightening moment today about this. I think it will help me during the holidays - a really rough part of every year for me.
Tuesday, November 21, 2017
365 Days Ago
Today is a pretty badass day.
When woke up this morning, it's been exactly one year since I had alcohol.
I can't even express all the benefits that this choice has garnered me!
But let me state some ofof t most impactful benefits:
My memory has improved significantly, my productivity at work has soared, I'm sleeping better, I'm saving money like crazy, I have more meaningful, memorable and ever-present conversations with my dear friends, I have more energy (that's why I've been walking in so many parks this past year) and I'm overall so much happier.
People have told me often this past year I look very happy (happier than they've seen me in a long time), and now you know the reason why - because I made this important decision 365 days ago.
Pretty freaking proud of myself!!
When woke up this morning, it's been exactly one year since I had alcohol.
I can't even express all the benefits that this choice has garnered me!
But let me state some ofof t most impactful benefits:
My memory has improved significantly, my productivity at work has soared, I'm sleeping better, I'm saving money like crazy, I have more meaningful, memorable and ever-present conversations with my dear friends, I have more energy (that's why I've been walking in so many parks this past year) and I'm overall so much happier.
People have told me often this past year I look very happy (happier than they've seen me in a long time), and now you know the reason why - because I made this important decision 365 days ago.
Pretty freaking proud of myself!!
Monday, November 20, 2017
Grief Affected My Job
I don't have any regrets in life. But I do have some learning experiences that I wish I knew sooner.
I grieved for my Mom for about 5 years. In the middle of that, I had two bad relationships. What that caused me was depression on-going that I could not get out of, for all those years.
And while I *thought* I was okay at home (because I was always going out all the time), at work I was not. In other words, I became a hermit at work. Grieving in my office, depressed from the loss of my Mom, being hungover from going out, or trying to handle these broken relationships.
At work, I kept to myself. I stopped smiling at coworkers, wouldn't attend meetings, wouldn't even lift my head to make eye contact if I passed someone in the hallway. I kept to myself in my own little shell in my office. I was depressed, unengaging, not happy at all. It showed in meetings that I barely attended and as I walked past people - it was like I became the ghost.
I became the person no one wanted to be around. Heck, I don't blame them! I was such a tough person to be around. I was just so dang sad and unhappy.
Although away from work I felt happy around my friends and going out a lot, let's face it, I wasn't happy there either. Alcohol made me think I was having fun and being happy, but I still woke up depressed.
However, the damage has been done at work. I have been told people are afraid to be on teams with me (but then after they are, they see I'm actually really cool), people don't say hi to me (but I now say hi first and make eye contact), I am not approachable like I used to be (but I'm a ton better), and I am not thought of for leadership opportunities because of how distant and distracted I was for those 5 years (they are seeing me different now that the "old" Melinda is back).
I truly believe my Mom would have wanted me to grieve for so long. That's the woman she was. However, she would be so very upset with me to let it affect my job. She hated anytime I had to even leave work early for an appointment (she never wanted me to "get in trouble") so I know to hear all this would break her heart thinking she was somehow to blame.
The good news is I am not grieving nor distant like I was for those 5 "missing" years. I have been doing SO much better these last two years. I still have some anxiety about group functions, but I am trying to take baby steps. I actually need to go to those functions here in the office so people can see I'm the "old" Melinda or that I'm not as reclusive as I used to me, and I'm more approachable.
I wish I knew then what I know now - I should have gone to grief counseling and got some help about the first year. Although I still went through two bad relationships I tried to handle on my own in those 5 years, too, the counseling could have helped me along the way.
I grieved for my Mom for about 5 years. In the middle of that, I had two bad relationships. What that caused me was depression on-going that I could not get out of, for all those years.
And while I *thought* I was okay at home (because I was always going out all the time), at work I was not. In other words, I became a hermit at work. Grieving in my office, depressed from the loss of my Mom, being hungover from going out, or trying to handle these broken relationships.
At work, I kept to myself. I stopped smiling at coworkers, wouldn't attend meetings, wouldn't even lift my head to make eye contact if I passed someone in the hallway. I kept to myself in my own little shell in my office. I was depressed, unengaging, not happy at all. It showed in meetings that I barely attended and as I walked past people - it was like I became the ghost.
I became the person no one wanted to be around. Heck, I don't blame them! I was such a tough person to be around. I was just so dang sad and unhappy.
Although away from work I felt happy around my friends and going out a lot, let's face it, I wasn't happy there either. Alcohol made me think I was having fun and being happy, but I still woke up depressed.
However, the damage has been done at work. I have been told people are afraid to be on teams with me (but then after they are, they see I'm actually really cool), people don't say hi to me (but I now say hi first and make eye contact), I am not approachable like I used to be (but I'm a ton better), and I am not thought of for leadership opportunities because of how distant and distracted I was for those 5 years (they are seeing me different now that the "old" Melinda is back).
I truly believe my Mom would have wanted me to grieve for so long. That's the woman she was. However, she would be so very upset with me to let it affect my job. She hated anytime I had to even leave work early for an appointment (she never wanted me to "get in trouble") so I know to hear all this would break her heart thinking she was somehow to blame.
The good news is I am not grieving nor distant like I was for those 5 "missing" years. I have been doing SO much better these last two years. I still have some anxiety about group functions, but I am trying to take baby steps. I actually need to go to those functions here in the office so people can see I'm the "old" Melinda or that I'm not as reclusive as I used to me, and I'm more approachable.
I wish I knew then what I know now - I should have gone to grief counseling and got some help about the first year. Although I still went through two bad relationships I tried to handle on my own in those 5 years, too, the counseling could have helped me along the way.
Thursday, November 16, 2017
Gratitude - an Antidepressant
I heard the other day from a doctor that gratitude is more effective than antidepressants.
And obviously, no side effects from gratitude, lol.
But seriously, gratitude is a great thing and if we can incorporate it every single day, it can even help our depression. Sure, if may not bring us out of the throws of a deep depression, but it's still extremely beneficial. And not harmful, right? So why not try it?

I also heard on Super Soul Sunday that we should not just see a flower and think, "oh, how pretty" and then continue walking past it.
But really look at the flower and it's beauty. Immerse yourself in the feelings of gratitude of how pretty the flower is and all it's intricacies. Feeling and appreciating the gratitude of why it looks so beautiful and be thankful you even came across it.
And obviously, no side effects from gratitude, lol.
But seriously, gratitude is a great thing and if we can incorporate it every single day, it can even help our depression. Sure, if may not bring us out of the throws of a deep depression, but it's still extremely beneficial. And not harmful, right? So why not try it?

I also heard on Super Soul Sunday that we should not just see a flower and think, "oh, how pretty" and then continue walking past it.
But really look at the flower and it's beauty. Immerse yourself in the feelings of gratitude of how pretty the flower is and all it's intricacies. Feeling and appreciating the gratitude of why it looks so beautiful and be thankful you even came across it.
For instance, nice yellow flower in the pic, right? But look how pretty it REALLY is. How the middle part (called a "pistil") is larger than most and notice how so many layers of petals it has. What a beauty, right? Otherwise, we might walk by and just think, "oh, hey, a yellow flower."
Gratitude.
Gratitude.
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Wednesday, November 15, 2017
Retiring Helps With Purpose
Again with this "purpose" talk.
Tough to comprehend in my heart that something I loved and felt like "purpose," I will no longer be doing after next month. However, we know when we know it's time to move on.
Plus, I heard the other day about someone retiring. And sure enough, I related it to ending my volunteer job, running the Omega Billiards Tour.
The person happened to be an entertainer (the famous Tina Turner!), and she retired from Tours and singing. She was fine with her decision and it was time to not do that any more, even though she was famous for it and VERY good at it. At some point in our lives, we do need to retire. It makes the most sense to retire from work, but it can also be from something we are good at and used to enjoy doing. "Retiring" doesn't have to be only at the end of our career. It can also be for something like this - something in the middle of our lives.
Time to move on. No longer happy doing it.
I bet Tina Turner isn't sitting in her large house in Australia wondering about her purpose in life anymore. Her purpose was amazing and impactful! And just because she no longer sings or tours doesn't mean she didn't have purpose. She just retired from it.
Retiring. That's what I'm doing. How can one be upset or disturbed by that decision?
Not me anymore! Yep, I no longer am with this great realization!
Tough to comprehend in my heart that something I loved and felt like "purpose," I will no longer be doing after next month. However, we know when we know it's time to move on.
Plus, I heard the other day about someone retiring. And sure enough, I related it to ending my volunteer job, running the Omega Billiards Tour.
The person happened to be an entertainer (the famous Tina Turner!), and she retired from Tours and singing. She was fine with her decision and it was time to not do that any more, even though she was famous for it and VERY good at it. At some point in our lives, we do need to retire. It makes the most sense to retire from work, but it can also be from something we are good at and used to enjoy doing. "Retiring" doesn't have to be only at the end of our career. It can also be for something like this - something in the middle of our lives.
Time to move on. No longer happy doing it.
I bet Tina Turner isn't sitting in her large house in Australia wondering about her purpose in life anymore. Her purpose was amazing and impactful! And just because she no longer sings or tours doesn't mean she didn't have purpose. She just retired from it.
Retiring. That's what I'm doing. How can one be upset or disturbed by that decision?
Not me anymore! Yep, I no longer am with this great realization!
Monday, November 6, 2017
Spring Mountain Ranch State Park
Another beautiful day in Nevada! There are such beautiful State Parks all around, every state. Love getting out and hiking and venturing in the outdoors! Enjoyed the trip with my great friend, Robin! Spring Mountain Ranch State Park, Nevada. Oct 19, 2017
Friday, November 3, 2017
What Was My Mom Thinking (photo)
It's my Mom sitting on the gravel along the Frio River about 10-12 years ago. This was last trip we would take together to the Frio River in Concan, Texas. One of my Mom's favorite places in the world (besides wrapped in my arms in a hug, right?)
As I look at this photo I took of her, I wonder, what is she thinking about?
My guesses are:
- I sure do miss the River. Wish I could come here more often.
- Why do my arms juggle so much now? I wish they were firmer.
- The sun feels fantastic on my skin - I need a darker tan. Sure do miss sitting out in the sun.
- Can't wait to go tubing like those people down there.
- Sure wish the river was higher - I just love when it flows easily through the crevices and curves.
- I just love being here.
Thursday, November 2, 2017
Frio River Trip May 2015!
OMG, I went to my childhood weekend home in May 2015 and had SUCH a beautiful, amazing time by myself enjoying the scenrey, checking out all the places my Mom and I used to go.
I:
I:
- fished
- saw SO many beautiful deer!
- cooked on the grill
- slept in a cabin
- went tubing!
- checked out all the places my Mom and I used to go
- took a ton of photos!
- walked along the land she used to own and reminisced
- drove down so many roads her and I used to travel on to check out the wildlife
- went swimming
- sat in the Frio River :)
One of the reasons why the trip to the Hill Country was so special to me that weekend was because it was FOR me. I went by myself and although I wasn't sure how that would go, I had my thoughts and memories and was able to visit every single nook and special place my Mom and I had been to for all those years growing up with her in Concan, Texas.
It was so peaceful, quite, very therapeutic, cathartic, and an amazing trip for me in such a beautiful, memorable place! I saw A LOT of deer (which my Mom LOVED), went tubing like her and I used to, fished, had a camp fire, got a lot of sun, visited awesome places that were very memorable for her and I, walked a lot; it was all GREAT. And every moment and second was filled with the love I have for her in the place she loved BEST in this world.
And here is a pic of her and I about 10 years ago. The girl who dropped me off for the floating trip on the Sunday afternoon took this pic for me, and I wanted it to be close to the original, and it was a mere few feet from where I stood with my Mom 10 years ago!
It was so peaceful, quite, very therapeutic, cathartic, and an amazing trip for me in such a beautiful, memorable place! I saw A LOT of deer (which my Mom LOVED), went tubing like her and I used to, fished, had a camp fire, got a lot of sun, visited awesome places that were very memorable for her and I, walked a lot; it was all GREAT. And every moment and second was filled with the love I have for her in the place she loved BEST in this world.
And here is a pic of her and I about 10 years ago. The girl who dropped me off for the floating trip on the Sunday afternoon took this pic for me, and I wanted it to be close to the original, and it was a mere few feet from where I stood with my Mom 10 years ago!
Monday, October 30, 2017
Trust Your Life
I heard over the weekend another helpful bit of advice for this "purpose" we all seek. I wrote back in the Spring that my bucket runneth over enlightenment had been extremely helpful!
Well, doesn't mean I still don't struggle with purpose at times. It doesn't help I'm ending a dream I have worked on for the last 6 years (I run a billiards tour that will end at the end of the year).
A month or so ago a coworker and I were talking about purpose, as he and his wife discuss that very feeling a lot as well. He told me that in a Ted Talk, he heard someone say once that people who are poor and/or living in tough conditions never think about their purpose in life. They are trying to find food and survive that day, so they don't have these life purpose worries and concerns that we struggle with.
I thought that was very interesting.
And over the weekend, Oprah was talking to Brother David Steindl-Rast, Benedictine monk, on her show, Super Soul Sunday, and among the many great things he shared was to trust your life. Think about that. If you sincerely trust your life, then you should have no worries about your purpose. I trust God and his plans for me and my life, and therefore, I trust my life. And should stop struggling and trying to figure out this purpose thing and realize it's all going to be okay.
Well, doesn't mean I still don't struggle with purpose at times. It doesn't help I'm ending a dream I have worked on for the last 6 years (I run a billiards tour that will end at the end of the year).
A month or so ago a coworker and I were talking about purpose, as he and his wife discuss that very feeling a lot as well. He told me that in a Ted Talk, he heard someone say once that people who are poor and/or living in tough conditions never think about their purpose in life. They are trying to find food and survive that day, so they don't have these life purpose worries and concerns that we struggle with.
I thought that was very interesting.
And over the weekend, Oprah was talking to Brother David Steindl-Rast, Benedictine monk, on her show, Super Soul Sunday, and among the many great things he shared was to trust your life. Think about that. If you sincerely trust your life, then you should have no worries about your purpose. I trust God and his plans for me and my life, and therefore, I trust my life. And should stop struggling and trying to figure out this purpose thing and realize it's all going to be okay.
Friday, October 13, 2017
Owl Creek Flood
This is a great tribute to the fallen soldiers in 2016 during a swollen creek. I love this memorial, even though it's sad.
Here is the story about that unfortunate day.
Here is the story about that unfortunate day.
Wednesday, October 4, 2017
History Discovery in my Closet
Normally clothes hangers are being used or in a spot where we don't observe their shape or style all that much. And their main function in life is to hold up our clothes, which takes care of us, right? While this is a daily activity for the hanger, I don't think we truly appreciate or understand how helpful a hanger is in our lives.
So, it was really cool to notice this historic discovery in my closet the other day.
It was finally not covered by a shirt or sweater, and then I noticed, almost hardly noticed, this wooden hanger had words on it.
My clever investigation skills (you know, Google) shows this is from a hotel (Nikkatsu Hotel) in Japan in the 1960s! My parents were in Japan around then. I know because I was born in Okinawa, Japan in 1970. So, it's literally been around as long as I have.
Guess my klepto tendencies were established WAY early in my life, lol.
So, it was really cool to notice this historic discovery in my closet the other day.
It was finally not covered by a shirt or sweater, and then I noticed, almost hardly noticed, this wooden hanger had words on it.
My clever investigation skills (you know, Google) shows this is from a hotel (Nikkatsu Hotel) in Japan in the 1960s! My parents were in Japan around then. I know because I was born in Okinawa, Japan in 1970. So, it's literally been around as long as I have.
Guess my klepto tendencies were established WAY early in my life, lol.
Sunday, September 17, 2017
Look Like My Mom - Thoughts
I posted this photo on Facebook back in March:
One of my friends commented, "you look so much like your mom in this picture - so sweet."
Uh, What??
Instead of responding with WTF, I sat back and thought about things.
You see, the last time my friend saw my Mom in person was almost 20 years ago.
And as what happens with time, we age. And the last five years I saw my Mom she looked "elderly" and fragile and frail. Add her illness into the mix, and that made her age even more. (gosh she'd kill me for even typing these words out)
So, my last visions of what she looked like is not how I would picture myself today. i.e, the "you look so much like your mom." I look elderly and fragile?
No....
Right?
lol
I stepped back, though, and of course take it as a huge compliment of course. And I wouldn't mind at all looking like my Mom. Just, uh, not the elderly, rail version already lol - give me 20-25 more years first!
Still, super sweet sentiment. *smile*
Thursday, September 7, 2017
Before, Now This
Before:
Now This:
Before, the late nights were fun
Little did we know what could become.
The money we thought well spent
Now there is definitely less than a dent.
Mornings waking up, “what did I say?”
Productive and vibrant now every single day.
Laying in bed most of the morning
Getting up early, knowing a great day coming.
Hated not to remember convos
Now no conversations I forgo.
Hangovers became worse as years go on
Now starting every beautiful day at dawn.
No energy to pick up mess from night before
Now keep home and space clean and cared for.
No waking up in middle of night
Finally getting rest and now sleeping tight.
Spending money like it grows on trees
Now finances more at ease.
No more driving, risking lives
Always knowing your destination arrives.
Saying stupid shit, acting crazy
No more bad memory, instead happy.
Going to sleep already still drunk and dressed
Amazing feeling to wake up daily refreshed.
Depression and unhappiness is what we fear
But not drinking gives us much less tears.
Embarrassment and shamefulness is high
Laughter and happiness are no longer a lie.
Inner torture is so strong and tough to bear
We are so grateful we are no longer there.
Being scared and alone comes and goes
Now calm being with God out of the shadows.
Used to think that shots were our friend
What a joy to find out we no longer depend.
Every tough, dreadful morning would sting,
Now each day what a joy and our hearts sing.
Now This:
Before, the late nights were fun
Little did we know what could become.
The money we thought well spent
Now there is definitely less than a dent.
Mornings waking up, “what did I say?”
Productive and vibrant now every single day.
Laying in bed most of the morning
Getting up early, knowing a great day coming.
Hated not to remember convos
Now no conversations I forgo.
Hangovers became worse as years go on
Now starting every beautiful day at dawn.
No energy to pick up mess from night before
Now keep home and space clean and cared for.
No waking up in middle of night
Finally getting rest and now sleeping tight.
Spending money like it grows on trees
Now finances more at ease.
No more driving, risking lives
Always knowing your destination arrives.
Saying stupid shit, acting crazy
No more bad memory, instead happy.
Going to sleep already still drunk and dressed
Amazing feeling to wake up daily refreshed.
Depression and unhappiness is what we fear
But not drinking gives us much less tears.
Embarrassment and shamefulness is high
Laughter and happiness are no longer a lie.
Inner torture is so strong and tough to bear
We are so grateful we are no longer there.
Being scared and alone comes and goes
Now calm being with God out of the shadows.
Used to think that shots were our friend
What a joy to find out we no longer depend.
Every tough, dreadful morning would sting,
Now each day what a joy and our hearts sing.
Wednesday, September 6, 2017
The Dogears Have It
Now that my bowel movements have been regulated after my colonoscopy, the only time I get to dip into reading my hoard of stacked magazines is when I'm sitting in the sun or in the bathtub. Both dependent on the season.
When I read something that intrigues me or aligns with my thoughts/ emotions/ feelings of that day, I will mark the page by folding down the top corner. Usually it's only a singular (but in-depth) sentence out of a several-pages-long-article that can capture my feeling for that day.
Sometimes I will go back to that marked page a month or so later. What touched my heart and mind is no longer there. The person who I wanted to share that with is also gone, so I sadly unflip the corner and smooth out the crease.
If it's a sports related quote that I saved, I will always keep it so I can refer to it in my sports blog. If it's something for me, to help me, or I learn from it, I mark it to hopefully blog about it later in this exact blog.
I can write a whole blog and reflect on one single sentence of an entire article. I just love how that is even possible - to expand and want to talk more about just a few words.
Sometimes I stumble upon pages already dogearred. These are folded by my Mom's very own fingers! For when she read through the magazine over 6 years ago. Almost 99% of the pages she marked are anti-wrinkle cream ads lol. I sure do miss her.
When I read something that intrigues me or aligns with my thoughts/ emotions/ feelings of that day, I will mark the page by folding down the top corner. Usually it's only a singular (but in-depth) sentence out of a several-pages-long-article that can capture my feeling for that day.
Sometimes I will go back to that marked page a month or so later. What touched my heart and mind is no longer there. The person who I wanted to share that with is also gone, so I sadly unflip the corner and smooth out the crease.
If it's a sports related quote that I saved, I will always keep it so I can refer to it in my sports blog. If it's something for me, to help me, or I learn from it, I mark it to hopefully blog about it later in this exact blog.
I can write a whole blog and reflect on one single sentence of an entire article. I just love how that is even possible - to expand and want to talk more about just a few words.
Sometimes I stumble upon pages already dogearred. These are folded by my Mom's very own fingers! For when she read through the magazine over 6 years ago. Almost 99% of the pages she marked are anti-wrinkle cream ads lol. I sure do miss her.
Friday, September 1, 2017
Rich Dad, Poor Dad in Real Life
Great article that explains well the book Rich Dad, Poor Dad, from an NFL player that follows the advice:
https://finance.yahoo.com/news/nfl-player-lives-60-000-140000843.html
https://finance.yahoo.com/news/nfl-player-lives-60-000-140000843.html
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