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Wal-Mart

Monday, 25 September 2006 00:00 Felicia A. Williams My 2 Cents - 2006

I am the self-professed queen of bargain shopping. If I can save a dollar, I do. I'll admit that I do a lot of shopping at Wal Mart. You just can't beat their prices.

Imagine my shock when after watching the DVD Wal-Mart, the high cost of low prices, that I walked away from the TV vowing never to shop at Wal-Mart again.

Poops, He Did It Again!

Monday, 24 July 2006 00:00 Felicia A. Williams My 2 Cents - 2006

Okay, bad enough she wanted a dog and I wimped out and let her have one. You would think that after a year and a half Mutsky would figure out that the puppy poopie area is not inside the house? Poop

What gives, what am I doing wrong? The dog and I have a rather tenuous relationship. He sheds, I vacuum, he vomits, I clean, he eats human food, he gets diarrhea. Lovely relationship. I would say there's a love - hate relationship, but that wouldn't be accurate. There's the dog - slave relationship. The dog eats poops and sleeps, I clean, vacuum and clean up.

Let Girls Be Girls

Tuesday, 27 June 2006 00:00 Felicia A. Williams My 2 Cents - 2006

Last weekend my daughter was invited to a birthday party for one of her friends who was turning 10. All of the tiara girls attending the party were either 9 or 10. The party was planned so that the girls would have pizza at the birthday girl's house and then they would all go to the mall to complete the celebration. Parents were to pick up their daughters at Club Libby Lu in the mall.

I Love Computers...I Think

Tuesday, 13 June 2006 00:00 Felicia A. Williams My 2 Cents - 2006

Help

Very recently I was flooded with ideas and topics for Tidbits and Stuff. . At my age when my brain thinks of something, I had better get on it before I forget. Immediately I hopped onto the computer and started my research when SCREECH...my computer got sick.

Hot Flashes: Is it Hot in Here or Is It Just Me?

Friday, 26 May 2006 00:00 Felicia A. Williams My 2 Cents - 2006

Come along on this hot flash journey for a moment. Imagine this:

You're sitting in a business lunch meeting with a bunch of young chippies (definition of young chippie - anyone younger than you by more Business Woman than 10 years). You keep yourself in shape and no one really knows how old you are. You're feeling real good about yourself. Your weight is down, you workout, yeah...lookin' good. Things are going fine and then all of a sudden, you notice your forearm is sticking to the napkin. Whew, did someone turn up the heat?