tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24151335.post1696867737698862577..comments2010-07-29T10:52:22.622-05:00Alejandra Ramoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01188236667131395996noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24151335.post-77752309685734545072006-12-02T11:54:00.000-05:002006-12-02T11:54:00.000-05:00Fantastic post! now I can only think of the next time we'll order a decadent dessert, yum!Pink Ladyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00382786797857503808noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24151335.post-10722945039612302452006-12-01T15:52:00.000-05:002006-12-01T15:52:00.000-05:00I love you.dadzzangel22http://www.blogger.com/profile/14037070838077216771noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24151335.post-25965054133654627892006-12-01T14:31:00.000-05:002006-12-01T14:31:00.000-05:00LOL I remember that! We were like "Ok we'll start right after we finish this Waldorf Chicken Salad on a croissant with a side of french fries dipped in peppercorn parmesan dressing." Then we went to Tunni's for dinner and ordered the brie and fruit platter but they were out of it. So we took it as a sign that God wanted us to eat carbs and went with the spinach dip/crusty bread combo. Oh man I miss those days...(and you).Alejandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01188236667131395996noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24151335.post-56862096530819644552006-12-01T14:14:00.000-05:002006-12-01T14:14:00.000-05:00Remember when we fell into a short-lived bout of insecurity and decided to do the atkins diet? I think it lasted approximately 5 hours: the amount of time lapsed between lunch and when the waitress at Tunni's brought us our artichoke spinach dip.<br /><br />Otherwise: Brava! In my opinion, some of your finest writing. :)<br /><br />Love you.Monicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02623507532622038722noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24151335.post-75810545706629773812006-12-01T11:26:00.000-05:002006-12-01T11:26:00.000-05:00Wow...those are pretty powerful words from Shane. And I completely agree... I think it comes down to how one carries oneself. For the most part, people will generally accept and believe the image you present of yourself. Whether it be confident and sexy or doubting and insecure... So even on the unpretty days, fake it 'til ya make it--none will be the wiser... ;)Alejandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01188236667131395996noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24151335.post-30075947608122692132006-12-01T11:05:00.000-05:002006-12-01T11:05:00.000-05:00Thanks for that, A. Just a few days ago, Shane and I were arguing about a comment I made about my body. It was said, semi-in jest, but he flew off the handle. "As your husband, I'm called to be attracted to you...and only you. Don't make me start doubting your Beauty, just because you do!" Truer words?Amywww.myspace.com/amysue0214noreply@blogger.com