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Take interest in more than your woman's big breast-ta-siss, slender waistline and bodacious behind. Listen to what she likes and try encouraging her when she reveals where her passion lies. Supporting her endeavors through subtle but probing conversation can be all it takes for her to share with you instead of that other dude willing to lend a listening ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hey Good Lookin':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Keep up your appearances or reconsider the standard you may have placed on your woman to meet. We like a tight body too, so make sure your physique is at least comparable to ours. No eight-pound babies have stretched out your tummy and been expelled from your precious treasure box, so what's your excuse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yummy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cook for your lady, occasionally will do. Simple meals that you put an effort into will be truly appreciated and not taken for granted. Even Hamburger Helper with a ready-made salad and brown -n- serve rolls, presented nicely with her favorite beverage (alcoholic or non), will leave her thrilled. Just don't burn it. Be attentive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Know Her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;On date night, arrange to get together at a place she can enjoy. Whether it's Red Lobster or the Chart House, if she's allergic to shellfish, the date is doomed to end the same way-- with a trip to the emergency room and a shot of Epinephrine. Know your lady, gentleman. Pay attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Not Yet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't climax before your lady does and then soup her head up by telling her it's how she's built, her walls are too tight or it's just so good. While all that may be true (Kegels), if it happens often, you need to use other methods to bring her to where she's already taken you. If your inability to pace yourself becomes enough of a problem, seek a medical professional. 'Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Oral Pleasures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You want some sensational oral pleasures, well so do we. Some women love ample clitoral manipulation while others appreciate indirect stimulation. Lips as well as tongue should be incorporated into your oral performance skill set. Lift up her nightgown and approach it from behind. Try yanking your woman by the thighs, sliding her to the corner of the bed and go at it. Listen, you like enthusiastic head, so do some of us. Sop it up, make it sound like you love it and we'll return the favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Final Note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The moral of this response article is: If you do all you can to keep her into you, she won't cheat. If she still needs something from someone elsewhere, it's not you. 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Please check out the informative articles on various topics as well as my creative works at the links to the right of the page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today you listened in on my first blog radio talk show interview on the serious topic of Baby Mama and Baby Daddy drama and its social acceptability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can access the &lt;a href="http://www.ehow.com/how_4469206_avoid-baby-daddy-drama-ex.html"&gt;original published article on eHow: How to Avoid Baby Mama or Baby Daddy Drama with your Ex&lt;/A&gt; or view the expanded version below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Breaking up with someone and staying civil is hard enough when it's just between the two of you, but when a child is involved, it can be a bit dicey. Having spent the last 14 years as a parent working with an ex to raise a child, these steps have made it easier to focus on what matters most-- our child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things You'll Need:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * An ex&lt;br /&gt;    * A child&lt;br /&gt;    * Patience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Get rid of that label.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Stop referring to your child's parent as your "baby mama" or "baby daddy". View them as the other party involved in the creation of your little one. If the child is over the age of two, that term is definitely inappropriate.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Step 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Communicate with your ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Do not use your child as a walkie-talkie. Using your child as a go between can lead to disaster. Children often play sides when it comes to wanting things from their parents. Miscommunication can develop if a message is misconstrued whether intentionally or unintentionally. It's best if you two do the talking directly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I WOULD TAKE THIS A STEP FURTHER BY SAYING DON'T PRY INFORMATION OUT OF YOUR CHILD. IF YOUR EX INTENDED FOR YOU TO KNOW HIS OR HER BUSINESS, YOU WOULD HAVE HEARD IT FROM THE HORSE'S MOUTH. NO CHILD NEEDS THE THIRD DEGREE ABOUT WHAT MOMMY OR DADDY IS UP TO IN THEIR PRIVATE LIVES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Step 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Keep it simple and straight forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Express what your needs or concerns for your child are while being specific and concise. Over doing things and indulging in longer than necessary conversations leave you open to disagreements and ill-feelings. These are not beneficial to the child and hamper the possibility of an amicable relationship with your ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I OFTEN ALLOWED MYSELF TO BE REELED IN, FALLING PREY TO HIS POUNCH. HE’D JUMP AT THE CHANCE TO “GET MY GOAT” AS THE SAYING GOES. I FELT SET UP, SO I LEARNED TO ELIMINATE THOSE OPPORTUNITIES. IF I DIDN’T ALLOW HIM THE IN TO LOSE HIS TEMPER, I WOULDN’T LOSE MINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Step 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Don't lead your ex on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Speak only of the child. If your own personal matters must be discussed, it should be done solely due to scheduling concerns related to the child. As long as you are not doing anything that could cause harm to your child, your personal life is your own and your ex should no longer be a part of it. That is why he or she is called your ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;FOLKS GET JEALOUS AND WANT TOO MUCH INFORMATION THAT SHOULDN’T CONCERN THEM.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Don't be the meanie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Do not bash the other parent in the presence of your child. You don't have to be the best of buds, but you should at least be civil. A child can pick up on any animosity you hold for their mommy or daddy and will likely resent you for being the meanie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;IF YOUR EX IS A SCHMUCK, YOUR CHILD WILL LEARN THAT ON HIS OR HER OWN. YOU DON’T HAVE TO RUB IN THE FACT THAT YOU MAY NOT HAVE PICKED THE BEST MATE TO CO-PARENT WITH.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Make it work for both parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Establish a schedule for visitations, attending sporting events, other extra curricular activities, doctor and dental visits. Whether it is court appointed or set by the two of you, it can be made flexible to suit all involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;TRY NOT TO OVER REACT IF SCHEDULES NEED TWEAKING. IF SOMEONE IS ABUSING YOUR FLEXIBILITY, THAT’S A WHOLE OTHER ISSUE. YOU’LL HAVE TO ADDRESS THAT MATTER. NIP IT IN THE BUD.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Keep them out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Avoid getting your new partner involved in matters between you and your ex. If you are strictly about business with your ex, your new mate should feel no insecurity and therefore no need to interfere with the parental system you've set up with your ex.&lt;br /&gt;The catch with this step is that your ex has to be respectful and do the same with his or her new partner.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Step 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Everyone has their place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If you are taking the next step in the relationship with your new partner, assure your ex that no one will be taking his or her place. Make it certain that you have chosen someone who understands the importance of your child's relationship with the other parent, and make it known you're not looking for a replacement. If this seems tough, just remember that you wouldn't want to be replaced by a new mommy or daddy yourself.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Step 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stick to your guns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Being too lax can lead to your ex taking advantage of you. Don't be bullied, you're an adult, you're a parent and what you say matters too.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Step 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Be cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;People are unpredictable. They might not want to be reasonable; they might not have a desire to get along. Just keep your composure and retrace your steps because your child is worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;JUST RETRACE THE AFOREMENTIONED STEPS…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657352357484591635-2001015748149827046?l=moremamaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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CENSORSHIP&lt;br /&gt;UNFORTUNATELY, THE QUOTES USED ARE FROM MY OWN DAUGHTERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little black girls want “good hair”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I want to be a white woman when I grow up ‘cause they’ve got long straight hair…,” from the lips of a 5-year-old African American female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It begins early, young black girls and boys learn the societal images of beauty. The looser your curl, the more attractive you are. Girls want long, straight flowing hair. If not naturally, then manufactured. Boys wear “do rags” to get those waves coming in nicely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get the desired look of the western standards of beauty, black hair is trained by repeated pressing with a hot comb, by use of relaxers, texturizers or some other altering device or chemical. And so the internal battle ensues. Children are struggling with accepting themselves as they are and conforming to what someone else led them to believe is “good”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As children grow they are still striving for what they have been taught is beautiful and acceptable by other’s standards. “I don’t know what to do with it,” a frustrated 14-year-old girl expresses concerning her defeatist attitude towards her natural. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn’t like double-strand twists, she doesn’t like cornrows, she doesn’t like braided extensions, she doesn’t want locs, she doesn’t like ‘fros, or knots or anything close to those styles. What she wants is long, straight hair flowing down her back. What would make her happiest and more confident is a relaxer and a hair weave combination. Then she will be beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not true girls and boys. You were beautiful from the moment you were born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Rock’s documentary “Good Hair” opened in select theaters on October 9, 2009. &lt;br /&gt;Releasing in theaters nationwide next weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently playing in the following theaters near Philadelphia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regal Cinemas Commerce Center 18 (40.9 mi from Philly)&lt;br /&gt;2399 Us Highway 1&lt;br /&gt;North Brunswick, NJ 08902  &lt;br /&gt;800.326.3264&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMC Loews New Brunswick Theatre (46.7 mi from Philly)&lt;br /&gt;17 US Highway #1&lt;br /&gt;New Brunswick, NJ 08902  &lt;br /&gt;888.262.4386&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regal Cinemas Hadley Center 11 (48.8 mi from Philly)&lt;br /&gt;1000 Corporate Ct&lt;br /&gt;South Plainfield, NJ 07080  &lt;br /&gt;908.668.4449&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://go.philly.com/goodhair.html"&gt;Read more information on this topic by Daily News Columnist Jenice M. Armstrong and Inquirer Fashion Writer Elizabeth Wellington.&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657352357484591635-474922918064243031?l=moremamaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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He says he knew when we were ten that I was the girl for him. I didn’t know it then, and I sometimes struggle with it now. But something keeps us bound. Something beyond the marriage license and the kids because “we” were before “they” grew in number. I believe that “something” is fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most difficult part about marrying your highschool sweetheart is that you grow up together and in growing up together, you sometimes grow apart. The desire for life outside of your long time buddy starts to inundate your world. Wanting to break free may be brushed off as a fleeting thought if fear is what holds you back from moving forward in a different direction.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband has a dream, and he wants to follow it. For as far back as I can remember, my spouse has been fascinated with history. Thrilled with all that came before us, he spends hours reading historical novels and viewing special documentaries on the History Channel. At his insistence, we’ve taken family trips to museums. His second passion, very closely matched to the first, is the military.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the ripe young age of thirty-one, my man wants to become a soldier. Technically, he wants to utilize his expertise as a professional truck driver for military detail; nonetheless, he wants to fulfill his dream. In serving his country, he will serve his life’s purpose. Ultimately, he wants to study constitutional law and feels the government can help him accomplish this goal.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I was lucky enough to realize early on what my purpose is. I am a writer and I share my mind with the masses. He has recently been encouraging me to complete my first novel and to continue to hone my craft through writing informative articles and publishing creative pieces online. Pushing my fear to the side is the only way I can achieve my vision. My fear shouldn’t comprise him from achieving his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not agree with his dream, but it is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; dream. I know enough to know I cannot stand in the way of something so important to him. Fear is not a good enough excuse for my opposition, so I'm doing my best to understand and be supportive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like I said before, my husband isn’t leaving me, I’m pushing him out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Articles I've written related to this post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ehow.com/how_4476949_someone-dont-share-their-vision.html"&gt;How to support someone when you don't share their vision&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ehow.com/how_4491414_prepare-asvab.html"&gt;How to prepare for the ASVAB (military exam)&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657352357484591635-8427571333885152348?l=moremamaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Interacting with adults in the outside world has become a far off memory but one I want to revisit.  Being able to stay at home and actively participate in raising our wild little weeds has its perks, but a lady wants a bit more than to be the leading role in the 1950s imaginary show of which I've become a character.  I'm not so great at homemaking and housekeeping.  I'm probably better at paper writing and turning stories into poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I am a mommy and proud of it.  Choosing to stay home instead of "cashing in" on my degrees doesn't make me less of a woman, perhaps more so.  I have chosen to forgo some of the complexities of balancing work and family life effectively.  I've always thought it necessary to build the realities of outside life around my children, and although others think that's corny or unnatural, I couldn't disagree more.  They didn't ask to be here, but now that they are they want to be recognized, loved and appreciated.  Just as with adults, children want you to pay attention.  Acknowledging their presence and letting them know it's okay to be who they are is all anyone really wants. Well, at least in our household of seven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often am amazed at how strong I've become.  I mean I must be if I was able to suppress the non mommy parts of me for so long.  I wouldn't recommend it for any woman out there! Or any man, for that matter.  Find what's true and find a balance within so you won't lose sight of yourself.  You can't be the best anything for anyone else if you're not being the best you for yourself.  Yes, I am a mother. Yes, I am a wife.  But back in the day there was an "y mami´" (pronounced I mom-mee) in place of "my mommy." (How do you think I became a mother of five? Mama can put it down.) I am a woman before all else, and being a woman is the first ingredient in my recipe of amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/1202248/im_going_to_do_things_to_your_mind.html?cat=42-.html"&gt;I'm Going to Do Things to Your Mind&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these days, I am trying to incorporate more freelance writing into my routine-- and I use that term loosely.  No two days are exactly the same for me.  After getting the oldest two off to school safely, who knows where it'll go from there with the other three who stay home with me during the day. Mama's got to be a little more structured to reemerge in the "real world," as if I've be secluded in some type of blissful mommy wonderland all these years.  Some folks perceive it that way.  They have obviously not read my factually based stories on Xomba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xomba.com/poop_filled_ride.html"&gt;A Poop-filled Ride&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xomba.com/what_goes_must_come_out.html"&gt;What Goes in Must Come Out&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if I could only get past my fears, I could be some much more for me.  For my family.  After nearly eight years of being a stay at home mom--granted I did complete both my undergrad and graduate education during this lengthy period-- your confidence does tend to dissipate the longer you're out of the game.  The best I can think of is taking baby steps.  And you know I know all about baby steps.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my children mature and grow so too does their mommy.  I'm still a work in progress and am already living up to my potential. The thing with me is that I know it's limitless I just have to own it.  That statement is not germane to me people.  We all were blessed with a purpose and talent.  You think there are limits placed on those talents? "God wants us to have not only life, but to experience it abundantly" (3 John 2; Dr. Arnold Harold, Jr.). So don't be hating on how I profit from my blessing. I'm sharing it with you right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hey, embrace me workforce! Because here I come… eventually… slowly… steadily… certainly… don't rush me! I'll be there. In time. And when I do arrive, you better be ready because mama is getting it together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657352357484591635-5254912040812346178?l=moremamaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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In fact, someone has probably already addressed this exact question elsewhere!  With so many like-minded people in the world, how is it possible to possess an original thought or create a unique piece?  Perhaps the wording is slightly different, paraphrased and tweaked just enough to appear distinct on the surface, but you will come across the same meaning time and time again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is written from my perspective, but I guarantee that if you research this argument, you will find someone else sharing a common view.  I am intentionally not going to search for a similar work because it will likely sway this post.  Instead, I will continue to state my theory and encourage you to find out for yourself just how alike our thought processes are.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides great advancements in technology and other scientific study, I would guess there is little originality.  And even in those areas, someone may have envisioned the same concept and had no means to execute it.  Missing the opportunity or failing to patent a discovery does not prove that an invention or method of doing something, protected by intellectual property rights, was the first of its kind in the creator's mind.  Credit may be given to the most active in exposing the technology to the masses, but the idea could have developed in a like-minded person years before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we simply a world of copycats?  Literally, a world full of carbon copies?  Does it even matter?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plagiarism is a literary crime in the land of literature.  Giving credit where credit is due is fundamental.  Writers want to insure that their voice is theirs alone, to be shared not stolen and passed along as another's.  Personally, I have skimmed a text or two during my undergrad and grad years to fulfill an assignment.  After creating what I thought to be an original paper, I've gone back to check a fact only to realize I had nearly copied content verbatim.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Content I hadn't read prior to writing the paper, thoughts I had developed in my mind I felt were suitable to put on paper, were almost identical to another's.  In order to fulfill the assignment requirements, I had to rephrase my own "original".  How can that be explained?  Now, I'm no literary savant.  I have a passion for writing and want to hone my craft, but how can I be capable of writing a textbook?!  Especially one from which I was learning and previously unfamiliar.  Like-minded people are the simplest explanation.  Thinking alike leads to decisions and actions that are very much alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still not convinced?  That's why you say or hear "&lt;em&gt;I was thinking the exact same thing&lt;/em&gt;" or "&lt;em&gt;I was just about to say that&lt;/em&gt;" or "&lt;em&gt;jinx, knock on wood&lt;/em&gt;" or "&lt;em&gt;I said the same thing!"  &lt;/em&gt;Why are you not surprised when you find out you share the same zodiac sign with a person of a like-mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why we use clichés and colloquialisms.  Someone has already thought and arranged the words "telling it like [we] see it".  For those who don't know, a colloquialism is "a word, phrase, or expression characteristic of ordinary or familiar conversation rather than formal speech or writing" (http://www.thefreedictionary.com/colloquialism).  For example: "He's out" instead of "He's not at home."--- Now pay attention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll find yourself starting a question with "&lt;em&gt;is it just me…&lt;/em&gt;" when you already know it's not.  That's why you're asking the question for some sort of validity or credibility from a like-mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We experience de ja vue.  We say, "&lt;em&gt;That brings back memories&lt;/em&gt;" when someone does or says something we've experienced previously.  I don't believe in coincidence.  Maybe we're linked telepathically, spirituality, mentally.  No matter how you say it--, we are connected.  So now, my epiphany is your epiphany.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite phrases is "the belly of the beast".  Don't worry about why? Half of you will think that's Satanic, and the other half will think of Jonah and the Whale.  Remember, I said "belly of the beast" &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; "mark of the beast".  Don't be freaked out-- haven't you been reading-- we are like-minded people.  I'm inside your head right?  Well you're all inside mine too.  Get used to it.  It's just how it is.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Make no mistake" (I love that phrase too); we all want the same things, people.  You want happiness.  You want to be loved.  You want to be debt-free.  You want a little mad money tucked away.  You want to be healthy.  You want to be attractive.  You want some good lovin'.  You want to be appreciated. If you have a family, you want to balance work and family life.  These desires are in no particular order, just commonly shared with so many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's test my theory with a little experiment.  Fill in the blanks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Good Company&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Robin Jessie-Green published on Associated Content&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Click the title above to be linked to the original posting.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The more I think I'm different&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The more similarities I _____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of like-minded people&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Who are just like _____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no secret that it's an act of fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Which drives us closer to those&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to which we can ______&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I don't mind not being unique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how it should be--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I actually find comfort in knowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in good _______!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, it's not about the differences but the similarities.  Simply finding that common tie and perceiving it as someone telling you they've been through it too, is what truly matters most.  Find comfort in knowing you're not alone; there are so many just like you, just like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE FOLKS: The author of the following article does NOT agree with me. Check out her point of view here at the link below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/1311828/in_good_company_another_view.html?cat=9.html"&gt;Not so much in Good Company&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6657352357484591635-5430127227901374160?l=moremamaplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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