tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90007750618050638202024-03-13T12:35:46.646-07:00sarah skeenAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592913300616176140noreply@blogger.comBlogger674125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9000775061805063820.post-38540493815874889132014-08-22T18:50:00.000-07:002014-08-22T18:50:12.381-07:00My Business Venture: Embracelet<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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So, at night I sit and make bracelets. I enjoy doing it and it keeps me busy....I can't just sit still. Friends were always complimenting my bracelets and a little extra money never hurt anyone.....so......I decided to try to sell some. I was skeptical. I wasn't sure that I'd make any sale but to my surprise I started making quite a few sales! So I guess I'll keep at it! Feel free to check out my Facebook page <a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Embracelet/1456447277956702" target="_blank">Embracelet</a> and give it a like! I don't have a store. I just do business through Facebook and PayPal. If you see something that you would like to purchase just message me on my fan page with your choices along with your email address and I will send you an invoice via PayPal. It's that easy!<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592913300616176140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9000775061805063820.post-26023428662401267332014-04-10T07:06:00.000-07:002014-04-10T07:06:01.104-07:00My Breast Cancer ScareI finally got to get my biopsy done on the lump in my breast that has been worrying me for months. The procedure itself was really easy and pain free. It was the 2 days of waiting for the results that was the worst. 2 days of fear and worry. 2 days later I had an appointment at 12:30 to get my bandage removed and hear the results. At 10:30 the phone rings and the doctor tells me that there is no need for me to come in because the biopsy showed NO CANCER! I can breathe again. A huge weight has been lifted.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592913300616176140noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9000775061805063820.post-35088622698485111992014-03-20T07:25:00.000-07:002014-03-20T07:25:27.151-07:00North Carolina Coverage GapAt the time of my interview with WRAL about my health and waiting for my Medicaid application to get approved I was unaware of the larger problem, the coverage gap. I thought that 1700 people waiting for their applications to get approved was bad but what's even worse is the fact that over 300,000 people aren't able to get any coverage at all. They make too much to be eligible for Medicaid and not enough for coverage from the market place. This is the case for all of the states, with the exception of Wisconsin, that refused the Medicaid expansion, states with a Republican governor, a GOP controlled chamber in the legislature, or both. <br />
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I make too much to be eligible for Medicaid here in the state of NC but I got "lucky" because I have unpaid medical bills and need a biopsy so they add up my medical bills and add the cost of the upcoming biopsy and I meet the Medicaid deductible/spend down by the skin of my teeth. So, for me, that means I will get Medicaid coverage for 6 months. After that 6 months I will have to meet that deductible again (which would involve me wracking up another near $5000 of medical bills that I can't pay) or I will not be eligible for Medicaid. And this is when I fall in to the coverage gap along with the over 300,000 other people in my state.</div>
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Clicke <a href="http://www.wral.com/backlog-begets-backlog-nc-food-stamp-woes-create-queue-for-medicaid/13477509/" target="_blank">HERE</a> to see the interview and read the story</h3>
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Earlier this week on Monday I reached my frustration limit. Again, I called the Department of Health and Human Services and again I was transferred to a voicemail box that was full. I've been doing this since I applied for Medicaid in November of 2013. The only answer I have been able to get out of them is that they are 3-4 months backed up. Here is was 5 months later and still nothing. Meanwhile I have a lump growing in my breast that needs a biopsy. When you're low income there is so much red tape to go through to get any kind of free or reduced cost care. <br />
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So, on Monday I reached my limit and wrote an email to WRAL, Raleigh's news channel, and told them my story and let them know that I would like to see a story done on this situation. I did not expect to get an email back and I definitely did not expect them to request an on camera interview.<br />
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I've never been comfortable in front of a camera and I get very nervous and anxious. I hesitated in replying because I wasn't sure of myself. But, it's an important issue and I knew I had to speak out, so I accepted the offer.<br />
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Laura Leslie interviewed me yesterday and I was amazed at how easy it was. She made me so comfortable that I forgot the camera was there. I can't even tell you how proud I am of myself for having stepped way out of my comfort zone and in doing so did something good, something important. I can only hope that this will open people's eyes and help to change perceptions of who people requesting government assistance are, who people living in poverty are.<br />
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After the interview aired yesterday at 6pm the station got calls in from people offering to help. People offering to pay for my biopsy out of their own pockets! I also got a message from Duke Hospital to call them and that they would get me in for my biopsy asap. I can't tell you how powerful that was to me. My faith in humanity has been restored.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592913300616176140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9000775061805063820.post-6700525213815510122013-12-19T17:12:00.000-08:002013-12-19T17:12:09.250-08:00My Compassionate DaughterFor the time that Lily and I lived in Fuquay Varina and my daughter Lily was being bullied at school and at home by the girl who lived next door I felt so defeated. No matter what I did, including talking to the school and talking to the bully's mother, nothing helped. But now that we have moved away and Lily is thriving in her new school I can see how that experience has helped mold my daughter in to a compassionate little human being. <br />
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There is a boy in her class this year (3rd grade) who is being picked on and bullied. For the past month or so Lily has been expressing some really deep concern for him. I believe her concern is so deep because she know what he is going through having experienced it herself. I talk with her about it and remind her of her time in Fuquay Varina. I ask her what she would have liked someone to do for her. I let her know that she knew deep inside what the right thing was to do.<br />
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One night after having gone to her room for a while she comes out and shows me a card that she had made for the boy in her class. I could not have been more proud of her. Here is the card:<br />
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She explained to me that the reason she asked him not to show anyone the card was because she was afraid that the other kids would pick on her for being nice to him....a fear that she was right to feel. Kids can be cruel. The following morning she left it on his desk before he got to school. At lunch he approached her and asked if she was the one who made the card for him. She told him that she was and he smiled and thanked her for being so nice to him.</div>
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I had written the teacher and explained the situation. She wrote back a few days later and told me that Lily had talked with her about it and that she was going to keep a closer eye on things. She also told me that she watched the boy find the card and read it. She told me about the smile that spread across his face and stayed there all day and how he keeps the card in his desk so he can see it every day.</div>
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My daughter stepped up when nobody else would. She did the right thing and she showed me that while I may doubt myself from time to time, I am raising her up right. I love my daughter more than I could possibly put in to words.</div>
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592913300616176140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9000775061805063820.post-64275910506308387072013-12-19T17:00:00.003-08:002013-12-19T17:00:44.214-08:00Judgment<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"><b>People WILL and DO judge you. Every single day. They judge you because of how you look or what you eat. They judge you for what "god" you do or do not pray to. They judge you for speaking out too loudly or not speaking out at all. They judge you for being too thin or too fat. They judge you if you have too much money or not enough. They judge you for your sexuality or for supporting anothers sexuality. This world is so full of judgement and you will be judged no matter what you do so why not just be? Tune out all of the judgment and just live your life the best way you know how. And if you are one of those people who judges, whether it be out loud or silent judging, stop for a moment and ask yourself why you do that to people.</b></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592913300616176140noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9000775061805063820.post-59498886174631345212013-11-05T06:54:00.000-08:002013-11-05T06:54:02.670-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Keshia Thomas was 18 when the Ku Klux Klan, the white supremacist organisation, held a rally in her home town in Michigan.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Liberal, progressive and multicultural, Ann Arbor was an unusual place for the KKK to choose, and hundreds of people gathered to show them they were not welcome.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">The atmosphere was tense, but controlled. Police dressed in riot gear and armed with tear gas protected a small g</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">roup of Klansmen in white robes and conical hoods. Thomas was with a group of anti-KKK demonstrators on the other side of a specially-erected fence.<br /><br />Then a woman with a megaphone shouted, "There's a Klansman in the crowd."<br /><br />They turned around to see a white, middle-aged man wearing a Confederate flag T-shirt. He tried to walk away from them, but the protesters, including Thomas, followed, "just to chase him out".<br /><br />It was unclear whether the man was a Ku Klux Klan supporter, but to the anti-KKK protesters, his clothes and tattoos represented exactly what they had come to resist. The Confederate flag he wore was for them a symbol of hatred and racism, while the SS tattoo on his arm pointed to a belief in white supremacy, or worse.<br /><br />There were shouts of "Kill the Nazi" and the man began to run - but he was knocked to the ground. A group surrounded him, kicking him and hitting him with the wooden sticks of their placards.<br /><br />Mob mentality had taken over. "It became barbaric," says Thomas.<br /><br />"When people are in a crowd they are more likely to do things they would never do as an individual. Someone had to step out of the pack and say, 'This isn't right.'"<br /><br />So the teenager, then still at high school, threw herself on top of a man she did not know and shielded him from the blows.<br /><br />"When they dropped him to the ground, it felt like two angels had lifted my body up and laid me down."<br /><br />For Mark Brunner, a student photographer who witnessed the episode, it was who she saved that made Thomas' actions so remarkable.<br /><br />"She put herself at physical risk to protect someone who, in my opinion, would not have done the same for her," he says. "Who does that in this world?"<br /><br />So what gave Thomas the impetus to help a man whose views it appeared were so different from her own? Her religious beliefs played a part. But her own experience of violence was a factor, too.<br /><br />"I knew what it was like to be hurt," she says. "The many times that that happened, I wish someone would have stood up for me."<br /><br />The circumstances - which she does not want to describe - were different. "But violence is violence - nobody deserves to be hurt, especially not for an idea."<br /><br />Thomas has never heard from the man she saved, but she did once meet a member of his family. Months later, someone came up to her in a coffee shop and said thanks. "What for?" she asked. "That was my dad," the young man replied.<br /><br />For Thomas, the fact that the man had a son gave her actions even greater significance - she had potentially prevented further violence.<br /><br />"For the most part, people who hurt... they come from hurt. It is a cycle. Let's say they had killed him or hurt him really bad. How does the son feel? Does he carry on the violence?"<br /><br />Teri Gunderson, who now lives in Oaxaca, Mexico, emailed BBC News Magazine about her respect for Keshia Thomas when we published a series about kindness earlier this month:<br /><br />"Her courage so touched me that I keep a copy of the picture and often think of her in situations.<br /><br />"The voice in my head says something like this, 'If she could protect a man [like that], I can show kindness to this person.' And with that encouragement, I do act with more kindness. I don't know her, but since then I am more kind."<br /><br />Brunner and Gunderson both often think of the teenager's actions.<br /><br />But Thomas, now in her 30s and living in Houston, Texas, does not. She prefers to concentrate on what more she can do in future, rather than what she has achieved in the past.<br /><br />"I don't want to think that this is the best I could ever be. In life you are always striving to do better."<br /><br />Thomas says she tries to do something to break down racial stereotypes every day. No grand gestures - she thinks that small, regular acts of kindness are more important.<br /><br />"The biggest thing you can do is just be kind to another human being. It can come down to eye contact, or a smile. It doesn't have to be a huge monumental act."<br /><br />Looking back at his photos of Thomas pushing back the mob that day in June 1996, Brunner says: "We would all like to be a bit like Keshia, wouldn't we? She didn't think about herself. She just did the right thing."<br /><br />Original Article: <a href="http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fbbc.in%2F17J2bwZ&h=eAQFmD6yz&enc=AZMTseb8feTnnAgLVxVfOPlrMLZ0AHpVNgtTzcFJKbCwm7XE9AQH0HQ5Gltj52ypyRA6TfSc0l2aGBXFjtKuvi9PqGnAzp9jlzS5_4G16oX0tJnjq77DZXT12MRVzgKayJzZyeZHfLh-pVhhDoF5mYqm&s=1" rel="nofollow nofollow" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">http://bbc.in/17J2bwZ</a></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592913300616176140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9000775061805063820.post-13289173001844909122013-08-26T06:54:00.000-07:002013-08-26T06:54:02.774-07:00Me and My Girl<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592913300616176140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9000775061805063820.post-12455277807429774102013-08-15T09:53:00.001-07:002013-08-15T09:53:51.644-07:00Elizabeth Olsen<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">"Women’s sexuality is something that I’m obsessed with. I think it’s weird that teenage girls know more about giving blow jobs than they do about masturbation. It makes me sick to my stomach that so many young girls think sex is just about a guy finishing."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">~ Elizabeth Olsen, for Dazed & Confused</span><br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592913300616176140noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9000775061805063820.post-45170921233222138452013-07-13T16:05:00.001-07:002013-07-13T16:05:46.270-07:00Where Are Our Rights Going?The attack on women's rights in this country has gotten beyond bad. This recent news out of Texas makes me so angry. We need to stand up and do something....help these women so that they can access the abortion clinics that may be out of their reach. Form a transportation network. Have a base point where women can call. A call then goes out to a volunteer in her area to drive her from point one to point two where another volunteer picks her up and takes her to point 3 and so on until she reaches the clinic and gets the care she needs. There can be volunteers for places to sleep as well. Don't let them win. Let's help these women!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592913300616176140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9000775061805063820.post-74443214742909412552013-06-03T10:38:00.000-07:002013-06-03T10:38:26.464-07:00Las Vegas<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592913300616176140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9000775061805063820.post-45907890075982068512013-06-03T10:35:00.000-07:002013-06-03T10:35:31.086-07:00BrushesMy friend Sara and I just started doing Instagram photo challenges which I greatly enjoy. The past weeks challenge was groupings of things. This was my favorite shot for this particular challenge.... If you'd like to follow me on IG my username is SASKEEN77 :)<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592913300616176140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9000775061805063820.post-9037842570036100172013-05-05T13:18:00.000-07:002013-05-05T13:22:00.450-07:00Hair!As I've gotten older I have gotten braver with my hair. When I was younger I was always afraid of what other people would think if I did something crazy with my hair so I kept it long and straight. So many people say to me "I love your hair! I wish I could do that!" I always wonder "Why can't you?" I think women associate hair with beauty but one of the times I felt most beautiful was when I shaved my head and had no hair. I think that if you think about and wish you could do something different with your hair, you should do it. Why not? It's hair, it grows back. It's one of those things where rather than always wondering, you could actually do it and be able to say you tried something new. Who cares what everyone thinks?! Here are some photos of my hair over the year:<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592913300616176140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9000775061805063820.post-35611470176877855322013-03-24T20:40:00.001-07:002013-03-24T20:40:15.518-07:00At the DCAC StudioI had such a blast hanging out at the studio while I was in NY! It was so nice to meet everyone! I can't wait to go back! I love my DCAC peeps <3 <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-JxrOfyLBUlg/UU_G_dLQbMI/AAAAAAAAEMM/GQaoHwWhsz4/s640/blogger-image--2143738027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-JxrOfyLBUlg/UU_G_dLQbMI/AAAAAAAAEMM/GQaoHwWhsz4/s640/blogger-image--2143738027.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-tUtjoKQPkOk/UU_HCCAu8sI/AAAAAAAAEMU/897bOyosJUs/s640/blogger-image-450175650.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-tUtjoKQPkOk/UU_HCCAu8sI/AAAAAAAAEMU/897bOyosJUs/s640/blogger-image-450175650.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-SAqg6zYzAs4/UU_GyvSZGKI/AAAAAAAAELk/88r3NspxJuw/s640/blogger-image--526737048.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-SAqg6zYzAs4/UU_GyvSZGKI/AAAAAAAAELk/88r3NspxJuw/s640/blogger-image--526737048.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/--BSi5wWEerE/UU_HEzBaqGI/AAAAAAAAEMc/tFEHD2dmDng/s640/blogger-image-1501456887.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/--BSi5wWEerE/UU_HEzBaqGI/AAAAAAAAEMc/tFEHD2dmDng/s640/blogger-image-1501456887.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-bK1BKTBsOAM/UU_G6ZfhHZI/AAAAAAAAEL8/m_J9pBRr9S0/s640/blogger-image--1871838629.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-bK1BKTBsOAM/UU_G6ZfhHZI/AAAAAAAAEL8/m_J9pBRr9S0/s640/blogger-image--1871838629.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ylTAFpi0iRI/UU_G4JPTjWI/AAAAAAAAEL0/NkyC_RGnMu0/s640/blogger-image-89574593.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ylTAFpi0iRI/UU_G4JPTjWI/AAAAAAAAEL0/NkyC_RGnMu0/s640/blogger-image-89574593.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-vRQ1WsGLb3Q/UU_HHp0mw_I/AAAAAAAAEMk/DogK_SciuYg/s640/blogger-image-1718565289.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-vRQ1WsGLb3Q/UU_HHp0mw_I/AAAAAAAAEMk/DogK_SciuYg/s640/blogger-image-1718565289.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Y8R-OIeB0OQ/UU_G1h64q2I/AAAAAAAAELs/nC38mzX_OM8/s640/blogger-image-1923214173.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Y8R-OIeB0OQ/UU_G1h64q2I/AAAAAAAAELs/nC38mzX_OM8/s640/blogger-image-1923214173.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-fKihHW8vk-A/UU_G886dmxI/AAAAAAAAEME/uoZx17WaRnQ/s640/blogger-image-449177416.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-fKihHW8vk-A/UU_G886dmxI/AAAAAAAAEME/uoZx17WaRnQ/s640/blogger-image-449177416.jpg" /></a></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592913300616176140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9000775061805063820.post-79775397880920321532013-03-23T14:04:00.003-07:002013-03-23T14:49:47.658-07:00In NY With My Goddess SistersI can't even put in to words how wonderful it was to get to spend time with 2 of my most favorite people, Erica and Bully! They are 2 beautiful souls and the second I left NY I missed them! I can't wait to go up again! <br />
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They both picked me up and my grandparents and we headed straight to the tattoo shop, Planet New York, to get our anchor tattoos! I was both excited and nervous....it would be my first and I wouldn't want to get my first tattoo with anyone other than my girls from the SSG! We were going to get anchors....the symbol of our friendship. Unfortunately Erica's design was more intricate and there wasn't enough time but it will be worth the wait. It's a beautiful anchor design that incorporates the things she loves and is passionate about. Bully and I got matching anchors.<br />
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