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<description>As it is common in New Mexico, it is a beautiful morning. It feels neither hot nor cold; there is a wonderful warmness all around. The sun is shining with all its radiance, and the breeze is calmly letting its presence be felt. It is a morning where a person?s soul can be replenished, and where the mind can fill itself with hopes and dreams. A morning where it seems next to nothing could go wrong. On a day like this it is hard to be upset or gloomy, yet Lizette has managed it. 
	Lizette is a beautiful young woman that usually is very happy and content with life. She is a divorced mother of three, a full time social work major, a loving daughter and is always willing to help a friend in need. Lizette not only possesses the gift of being beautiful on the outside, but she has the general warmness of a greater inner beauty. Lizette always has a smile ready for any situation, but today that famous smile is nowhere to be seen.
	Today Lizette is reminiscing in the past. Today Lizette finds herself thinking about her ex-husband. She thinks of how easy it was to confuse feelings of fondness with true love. She also thinks of how easily this feeling of fondness ceased to exist. Lizette understands that this is why she is divorced. Her feelings of fondness were lost in the monotony of thirteen long years. 
	She has come away from the man that was her husband, the man that was supposed to be there thru thick and thin, with a hurt heart. Even though she carries this pain, she still has her mind full of dreams and hopes of prospering in other aspects of her life. She believes that she was not made to fall in love, and she doubts that a true love will ever find its way into her heart. Lizette is comfortable with this idea and most of the time it doesn?t bother her. She just lives her life on a day-to-day basis and thanks God for the blessings she has.
	Lizette is aware of the wonderful gift that she has obtained from the farce of her marriage. She has received the joy of be...</description>
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<title>HI EVERYONE :)</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=65521</link>
<pubDate>16-DEC-08</pubDate>
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Hello everyone,

A quick blog entry to tell everyone hello, I hope everyone has a great holiday season and if I don't get on before then I hope everyone has a Merry Christmas in company of everyone they love!!

Big Hug for all

Rosy
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<title>Herbalife</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=59321</link>
<pubDate>29-AUG-08</pubDate>
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HI there,

I don't want to generalize but I believe all BBW although confident and happy sometimes feel the need to do something about their weight and health.

Well I am one of these BBW and I was thinking of starting a Herbalife regimen. 
I have heard wonders about the weight loss program and was wondering if anyone has used these products and what effects they have had with them.
Please all the info I can get will help. 
Thanks a bunch :)
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<title>A Woman's week at the Gym</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=59222</link>
<pubDate>29-AUG-08</pubDate>
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Dear  Diary,
For my birthday this year, my daughter (the dear) purchased a  week of personal training at the local health club for  me.

Although I am still in great shape since being a high school  football cheerleader 43 years ago, I decided it would be a good idea to  go ahead and give it a try. 

I called the club and made my  reservations with a personal trainer named Belinda, who identified  herself as a 26-year-old aerobics instructor and model for athletic  clothing and swim wear.

My daughter seemed pleased with my  enthusiasm to get started! The club encouraged me to keep a diary to  chart my progress.  

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MONDAY:
Started my  day at 6:00 a.m.  Tough to get out of bed, but found it was well  worth it when I arrived at the health club to find Belinda waiting for  me. She is something of a Greek goddess - with blond hair, dancing eyes  and a dazzling white smile. Woo Hoo!! 

Belinda gave me a tour and  showed me the machines. I enjoyed watching the skillful way in which she  conducted her aerobics class after my workout today. Very  inspiring!

Belinda was encouraging as I did my sit-ups, although  my gut was already aching from holding it in the whole time she was  around. This is going to be a FANTASTIC week-!!  

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TUESDAY:
I drank a  whole pot of coffee, but I finally made it out the door. Belinda made me  lie on my back and push a heavy iron bar into the air then she put  weights on it! My legs were a little wobbly on the treadmill, but I made  the full mile. Belinda's rewarding smile made it all worthwhile. I feel  GREAT-!! It's a whole new life for me.  

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WEDNESDAY:
The only  way I can brush my teeth is by laying the toothbrush on the counter and  moving my mouth back and forth over it. I believe I have a hernia in  both pectorals. Driving was OK as long as I didn't try to steer or stop.  I parked on top of a GEO in the club parking lot. 

Belinda was  impatient with me, insisting that my screams bothered other club  members. Her voice is a little too perky for that early in the morning  and when she scolds, she gets this nasally whine that is VERY annoying.  

My chest hurt when I got on the treadmill, so Belinda put me on  the stair monster. Why the hell would anyone invent a machine to  simulate an activity rendered obsolete by elevators? Belinda told me it  would help me get in shape and enjoy life. She said some other sh*t too.  

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THURSDAY:
Belinda  was waiting for me with her vampire-like teeth exposed as her thin,  cruel lips were pulled back in a full snarl. I couldn't help being a  half an hour late - it took me that long to tie my shoes.  

Belinda took me to work out with dumbbells. When she was not  looking, I ran and hid in the restroom. She sent another skinny b*tch to  find me.

Then, as punishment, she put me on the rowing machine --  which I sank. 
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FRIDAY:
I hate  that b*tch Belinda more than any human being has ever hated any other  human being in the history of the world. Stupid, skinny, anemic,  anorexic little cheerleader. If there was a part of my body I could move  without unbearable pain, I would beat her with it. 

Belinda  wanted me to work on my triceps. I don't have any triceps! And if you  don't want dents in the floor, don't hand me the damn barbells or  anything that weighs more than a sandwich.

The treadmill flung me  off and I landed on a health and nutrition teacher. Why couldn't it have  been someone softer, like the drama coach or the choir director?  

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SATURDAY:
Belinda  left a message on my answering machine in her grating, shrilly voice  wondering why I did not show up today. Just hearing her voice made me  want to smash the machine with my planner; however, I lacked the  strength to even use the TV remote and ended up catching eleven straight  hours of the Weather Channel.  

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SUNDAY: 

I'm having  the Church van pick me up for services today so I can go and thank GOD  that this week is over. I will also pray that next year my daughter (the  little sh*t) will choose a gift for me that is fun -- like a root canal  or a hysterectomy. I still say if God had wanted me to bend over, he  would have sprinkled the floor with diamonds!!!
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<title>Genie</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=59221</link>
<pubDate>29-AUG-08</pubDate>
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A man walks into a restaurant with a full-grown ostrich behind him.  The waitress asks them for their orders.
The man  says, "A hamburger, fries and a coke," and turns to the ostrich,  "What ' s yours?"
"I ' ll have  the same," says the ostrich.
A short time  later the waitress returns with the order "That will be $9.40  please," and the man reaches into his pocket and pulls out the  exact change for payment.
The next  day, the man and the ostrich come again and the man says, "A  hamburger, fries and a coke."
The ostrich  says, "I ' ll have the same."
Again the  man reaches into his pocket and pays with exact  change.
This becomes  routine until the two enter again. "The usual?" asks the  w aitress.
"No, this is Friday night, so I will have a steak, baked potato and a salad,"  says the man.
"Same," says  the ostrich.
Shortly the  waitress brings the order and says, "That will be  $32.62."
Once again  the man pulls the exact change out of his pocket and places it  on the table.
The waitress  cannot hold back her curiosity any longer. "Excuse me,  sir. How  do you manage to always come up with the exact change in your  pocket every time?"
"Well," says  the man, "several years ago I was cleaning the attic and found  an old lamp. When I rubbed it, a Genie appeared and offered me two  wishes.  My  first wish was that if I ever had to pay for anything, I would  just put my hand in my pocket and the right amount of money would always be there."
"That ' s  brilliant!" says the waitress. "Most  people would ask for a million dollars or something, but you ' ll  always be as rich as you want for as long as you live!"
"That ' s  right. Whether  it ' s a gallon of milk or a Rolls Royce, the exact money is  always there," says the man..
The waitress  asks, "What ' s with the ostrich?"
The man  sighs, pauses and answers, "My second wish was for a tall chick with a big butt and long legs who agrees with everything I  say."
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<title>Long time no see (READ???)</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=59161</link>
<pubDate>28-AUG-08</pubDate>
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Hello everyone,
Like I said it's been a long time since I've been here. I miss reading everything my friends from LF have posted and meeting new friends to share experiences with.
Let me start by sharing a little myself.
I'm still in school, graduating in May and going on for my Masters. I have been working all summer providing services for teen mothers and now that school has started again, well trying to prevent teen pregnancies.
I have been having issues of my own with my teen daughter and trying to give her space to be an individual without losing her to everything that is out there.
My other kids are doing good, sports and school keep them and me going.
I am still with my "Bull". We're going on 5 years and yes, we did meet on LF!!!!! :)
Although I am sad because he started trucking and it's hard to be without him!! It's hard to have him home and have to see him go!!
But how the economy is doing he really couldn't find anything that would pay the bills while I'm in school, so he decided to become a truck driver.
Well this is sort of what has been going on with me, how about everyone else?
Amuseme if you read this holler back I've missed reading you!! You could always make me smile!!
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<title>Hello everyone :)</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=53180</link>
<pubDate>13-MAY-08</pubDate>
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Hi everyone, 
I've been out for a long time, but now I'm back :)
I hope everyone has been doing great in this time that I've been away.
Rosy
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<title>Just to say Hello :)</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=41440</link>
<pubDate>17-SEP-07</pubDate>
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Hi everyone, 
I've been out for a while, going crazy with this Social Work program, they have me stuydying like crazy, so I haven't been able to get on and comment on anyone's posting or post anything myself :(
I miss reading everyone and I just wanted to pop in and tell everyone HI!!
I hope everone of my old LF buddies are doing great and I'd like to give a warm welcome to all the new members
Take care and remember ALWAYS smile!!
Rosy
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<title>I can read it, can you?</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=36260</link>
<pubDate>03-JUL-07</pubDate>
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I CAN READ IT! CAN YOU? 

Fi yuo cna raed tihs, yuo hvae a sgtrane mnid too. 
Cna yuo raed tihs? Olny 55 plepoe can. 

i cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt!
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<title>Which one is the dummy?</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=36242</link>
<pubDate>03-JUL-07</pubDate>
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A young ventriloquist is touring the clubs and one night he's doing a
show in a small town in Arkansas.

With his dummy on his knee, he starts going through his usual dumb
blonde jokes when a blonde in the 4th row stands on her chair and starts
shouting: "I've heard enough of your stupid blonde jokes. What makes you
think you can stereotype women that way? What does the color of a
person's hair have to do with her worth as a human being? It's guys like
you who keep women like me from being respected at work and in the
community and from reaching our full potential as a person. Because you
and your kind continue to perpetuate discrimination against not only
blondes, but women in general, and all in the name of humor!"

The embarrassed ventriloquist begins to apologize, and the blonde yells,
"You stay out of this, mister!"
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<title>5 minute management course</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=36241</link>
<pubDate>03-JUL-07</pubDate>
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The Five Minute Management Course
   
Lesson 1:
 
A man is getting into the shower just as his wife is finishing up her shower, when the doorbell rings. The wife quickly wraps herself in a towel and runs downstairs. When she opens the door, there stands Bob, the next-door neighbor.
 
Before she says a word, Bob says, "I'll give you $800 to drop that towel. "
 
After thinking for a moment, the woman drops her towel and stands naked in front of Bob After a few seconds, Bob hands her $800 and leaves.
 
The woman wraps back up in the towel and goes back upstairs. When she gets to the bathroom, her husband asks, "Who was that?"
 
"It was Bob the next door neighbor," she replies.
 
 "Great!" the husband says, "did he say anything about the $800 he owes me?"
 
Moral of the story:
If you share critical information pertaining to credit and risk with your shareholders in time, you may be in a position to prevent avoidable exposure
 
 
Lesson 2:
 
A priest offered a Nun a lift. She got in and crossed her legs, forcing her gown to reveal a leg. The priest nearly had an accident. After controlling the car, he stealthily slid his hand up her leg.
 
The nun said, "Father, remember Psalm 129?" The priest removed his hand. But, changing gears, he let his hand slide up her leg again.
 
The nun once again said, "Father, remember Psalm 129?"
 
The priest apologized "Sorry sister but the flesh is weak."
 
Arriving at the convent, the nun sighed heavily and went on her way.
 
On his arrival at the church, the priest rushed to look up Psalm 129
 
It said, "Go forth and seek, further up, you will find glory."
 
Moral of the story:
If you are not well informed in your job, you might miss a great opportunity.
 
Lesson 3:
 A sales rep, an administration clerk, and the manager are walking to lunch when they find an antique oil lamp. They rub it and a Genie comes ...
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<title>Pirate in a bar</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=36240</link>
<pubDate>03-JUL-07</pubDate>
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Pirate in a Bar
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A man was sitting at a bar when he noticed a pirate walk in the front door. The pirate had a peg leg,
a hook for one hand, and a patch over one eye. Feeling sorry for the pirate, the man said,
"Come over here friend. You look like you've had a hard life and I'd like
to buy you a drink." The pirate came over and ordered rum.

"Just out of curiosity," the man said, "how did you lose your leg?" 

"Arrrgh!" said the pirate, "I lost that timber to a tiger shark in the Caribbean when I was thrown overboard
for stealing a man's rum."

"That's just terrible. How did you lose your hand?" the man said.

"Arrrgh!" said the pirate, "I lost that fighting cannibals off
Madagascar under Admiral Hawk." 

"Oh my!" the man said, "I can't even imagine!
How did you lose your eye?" 

"Arrrgh! A seagull pooped in it!" said the pirate.

"A seagull!" the man exclaimed. "Is seagull poop dangerous?!"

he asked. "Nay, matey, it was me first day with the hook..."
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<title>Parrot without legs</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=35660</link>
<pubDate>22-JUN-07</pubDate>
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A guy is browsing in a pet shop and sees a parrot sitting on a little perch. It doesn't have any feet or legs. The guy says aloud, "Jeesh, I wonder what happened to this parrot?" 
The parrot says, "I was born this way. I'm a defective parrot." 

"Holy crap," the guy replies. "You actually understood and answered me!" 

"I got every word," says the parrot. "I happen to be a highly intelligent thoroughly educated bird." 

"Oh yeah?" the guy asks, "Then answer this -- how do you hang onto your perch without any feet?" 

"Well," the parrot says, "this is very embarrassing but since you asked, I wrap my weenie around this wooden bar like a little hook. You can't see it because of my feathers." 

"Wow," says the guy. "You really can understand and speak English can't you?" 

"Actually, I speak both Spanish and English, and I can converse with reasonable competence on almost any topic: politics, religion, sports, physics, philosophy. I'm especially good at ornithology. You really ought to buy me. I'd be a great companion." 

The guy looks at the $20000 price tag. "Sorry, but I just can't afford that." 

"Pssssssst," says the parrot, "I'm defective, so the truth is, nobody wants me cause I don't have any feet. You can probably get me for $20; just make the guy an offer!" 

The guy offers $20 and walks out with the parrot. 
Weeks go by. The parrot is sensational. He has a great sense of humour, he's interesting, he's a great pal, he understands everything, he sympathizes, and he's insightful. The guy is delighted. 

One day the guy comes home from work and the parrot goes, "Psssssssssssst," ! and motions him over with one wing. "I don't know if I should tell you this or not, but it's about your wife and the postman." 

"What are you talking about?" asks the guy. 

"When the postman delivered the mail today, your wife greeted him at the door in a sheer black nightie." 

"WHAT???" the guy asks incredulously. "THEN what happened?" 

"Well, then the postman came into the house and lifted up her nightie and began petting her all over," reported the parrot. 


! "NO!" he exclaims. "And she let him?" 
"Yes. Then he continued taking off the nightie! , got down on his knees and began to kiss her all over...." 

Then the frantic guy demands, "THEN WHAT HAPPENED?" 



"Damned if I know. I got a hard-on and fell off my perch!" 



If this doesn't make you laugh, you're having a really bad day
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<title>Kids are quick</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=35641</link>
<pubDate>22-JUN-07</pubDate>
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TEACHER: Maria, go to the map and find North America.

MARIA: Here it is.

TEACHER: Correct. Now class, who discovered America?

 CLASS:  Maria.
 

TEACHER:  John, why are you doing your math multiplication on the floor?

JOHN: You told me to do it without using tables.


TEACHER: Glenn, how do you spell "crocodile?"

GLENN:  K-R-O-K-O-D-I-A-L"

TEACHER:  No, that's wrong

GLENN:  Maybe it is wrong, but you asked me how I spell it.


TEACHER: Donald, what is the chemical formula for water?

DONALD:  H I J K L M N O.

TEACHER: What are you talking about?

DONALD:  Yesterday you said it's H to O.


TEACHER: Winnie, name one important thing we have today that we didn't have ten years ago.

WINNIE: Me!
 

TEACHER: Glen, why do you always get so dirty?

GLEN: Well, I'm a lot closer to the ground than you are.


TEACHER: Millie, give me a sentence starting with "I."

MILLIE:  I is...

TEACHER: No, Millie..... Always say, "I  am."

MILLIE:  All right...  "I am the ninth letter of the alphabet."


TEACHER: George Washington not only  chopped down his father's  cherry tree,  but also admitted it. Now, Louie, do you know why his father didn't punish him?

LOUIS:  Because George still had the ax in his hand.  


TEACHER: Now, Simon, tell me frankly, do  you say prayers before eating?

SIMON: No sir, I don't have to, my Mom is a good cook.
  

TEACHER:  Clyde! , your composition on "My Dog" is exactly the same as your brother?s.  Did you copy his?

CLYDE:  No, teacher, it's the same dog.


TEACHER:  Harold, what do you call a person who keeps  on talking when people are no longer interested?

HAROLD: A teacher.
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<title>A Blonde Joke</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=35640</link>
<pubDate>22-JUN-07</pubDate>
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Hi there everyone, before reading this I just want to state that I do not mean to offend anyone, it's all in good fun! So smile :)

A blonde's car gets a flat tire on the Interstate one day So she eases it over onto the shoulder of the road. She carefully steps out of the car and opens the trunk, takes out two cardboard men, unfolds them and stands them at the rear of the vehicle facing oncoming traffic. The lifelike cardboard men are in trench coats exposing their nude bodies to approaching drivers. 
 

Not surprisingly, the traffic became snarled and backed up. It wasn't very long before a police car arrives. The Officer, clearly enraged, approaches the blonde of the disabled vehicle yelling, "What is going on here?" 

"My car broke down, Officer", says the woman, calmly.

"Well, what the hell are these obscene cardboard pictures doing here by the road?" asks the Officer

"Helllllooooo, those are my emergency flashers!" she replied.
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<title>The Husband Store HMMMM........ :)</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=35600</link>
<pubDate>21-JUN-07</pubDate>
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THE HUSBAND STORE.


A store that sells husbands has just opened up in New
York City, where a woman may go to choose a husband.
Among the instructions at the entrance is a
description of how the store operates. You may visit
the store ONLY ONCE!

There are six floors and the attributes of the men
increase as the shopper ascends the flights. There is,
however, a catch: you may choose any man from a
particular floor, or you may choose to go up a floor,
but you cannot go back down except to exit the
building!

So a woman goes to the Husband Store to find a
husband. On the first floor the sign on the door
reads:
Floor 1 - These men have jobs and are religious.

The second floor sign reads:
Floor 2 - These men have jobs, are religious and love
kids.

The third floor sign reads:
Floor 3 - These men have jobs, are religious, love
kids and are extremely good looking.

"Wow", she thinks, but feel compelled to keep going.

She goes to the fourth floor and the sign reads:
Floor 4 - These men have jobs, are religious, love
kids, are drop-dead good looking and help with the
housework.

"Oh, mercy me!" she exclaims, "I can hardly stand it!"

Still she goes to the fifth floor and the sign reads:
Floor 5 - These men have jobs, are reigious, love
kids, are drop-dead gorgeous, help with the housework
and have a strong romantic streak.

She is tempted to stay, but she goes to the sixth
floor and the sign reads:
Floor 6 - You are visitor 4,363,012 to this floor.
There are no men on this floor. This floor exists
solely as proof that women are impossible to please.
Thank you for shopping at the Husband Store. Watch
your step as you exit the building, and have a nice
day!
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<title>Where is my friend?</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=35360</link>
<pubDate>09-JUN-07</pubDate>
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Hello everyone,
During the time that I have been visiting our LargeFriends page, I have made many "online friends" and at the moment I miss reading anything from SeekingFriends. Does anyone know anything about her? I hope she is ok.
Take care all
Rosy
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<title>ESPERANZA</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=19301</link>
<pubDate>04-NOV-06</pubDate>
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ESPERANZA 
Yesterday.. Full of light, "El amanecer de un nuevo dia" 
Yesterday.. Hope for the unknown 
Yesterday.. My mother's arms around me 
Yesterday.. A nina so happy to be home 
Yesterday.. My father's consejos lingering in my head 
Yesterday.. Wanting to stop time , not able to comprehend 
Today.. Plunged in darkness 
Today.. Despair in my heart, evil to no end 
Today.. Crying " Ay Mamita" 
Today.. Stripped of my ninez 
Today.. Gaining my father's knowledge 
Today.. Happy it has come to an end 
Siempre.. Cry for JUSTICIA 
Siempre.. Facts left untold 
Siempre.. Love in their hearts, memories grown old 
Siempre.. Knowing the truth yet not wanting to be told 
Siempre.. Pray for me and never forget 
Siempre... ESPERANZA is all we have left
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<title>Gemini</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=34561</link>
<pubDate>25-MAY-07</pubDate>
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Interesting!
 
Once you have opened this e-mail, there's no turning back. Below are
true descriptions of zodiac signs, with traits from a book written 35
years ago by an astrologist predictions. Read your sign, then forward
it on, with your zodiac sign and label on the subject line, This is
real deal, try ignoring it, and the first thing you'll notice is
having a horrible day starting tomorrow morning - and it only gets
worse from there.

VIRGO - The One that Waits
Dominant in relationships. Someone loves them right now. Always wants
the last word. Caring. Smart. Loud. Loyal. Easy to talk to. Everything
you ever wanted. Easy to please. The one and only. 7 years of bad luck
if you do not forward.

SCORPIO - The Addict
EXTREMELY adorable. Intelligent. Loves to joke. Very Good sense of
humor. Energetic. Predict future. GREAT kisser. Always get what they
want. Attractive. Easy going. Loves being in long relationships.
Talkative. Romantic. Caring. 4 years of bad luck if you do not
forward.
LIBRA - The Lame One
Nice to everyone they meet. Their Love is one of a kind. Silly, fun
and sweet. Have own unique appeal. Most caring person you will ever
meet! however not the kind of person you wanna mess with .. u might
end up crying... 9 years of bad luck if you do not forward.

ARIES - The Liar
Outgoing. Lovable. Spontaneous. Not one to mess with. Funny. Excellent
kisser EXTREMELY adorable. Loves relationships, Addictive. Loud. 16
years of bad luck if you do not forward.

 
AQUARIUS - Does It In The Water
Trustworthy. Attractive. Great kisser. One of a kind. Loves being in
long-term relationships. Extremely energetic. Unpredictable. Will
exceed your expectations. Not a Fighter, But will Knock your lights
out. 2 years of bad luck if you do not forward

GEMINI - Irresistible
Nice. Love is one of a kind. Great listeners Very Good in the you know
where... Lover not a fighter, but will still knock you out.
Trustworthy. Always happy. Loud. Talkative. Outgoing VERY FORGIVING.
Loves to make out. Has a beautiful smile. Generous. Strong. THE MOST
IRRESISTIBLE. 9 years of bad luck if you do not forward

LEO - The Lion
Great talker. Attractive and passionate. Laid back. Knows how to have
fun. Is really good at almost anything. Great kisser. Unpredictable.
Outgoing. Down to earth. Addictive. Attractive. Loud. Loves being in
long relationships. Talkative. Not one to mess with. Rare to find.
Good when found. 7 years of bad luck if you do not forward.

CANCER - The Cutie
MOST AMAZING KISSER. Very high appeal. Love is one of a kind. Very
romantic. Most caring person you will ever meet! Entirely creative.
Extremely random and proud of it. Freak. Spontaneous. Great telling
stories. Not a Fighter, But will Knock your lights out if it comes
down to it. Someone you should hold on to. 12 years of bad luck if you
do not forward.
 
PISCES - The Partner for Life
Caring and kind. Smart. Center of attention. High appeal. Has the last
word. Good to find, hard to keep. Fun to be around.Extremely weird but
in a good way. Good Sense of Humor!!! Thoughtful. Always gets what he
or she wants. Loves to joke. Very popular. Silly, fun and sweet. 5
years of bad luck if you do not forward.

CAPRICORN - The Passionate Lover
Love to bust. Nice. Sassy. Intelligent. Sexy. Predict future.
Irresistible. Loves being in long relationships. Great talker. Always
gets what he or she wants. Cool. Loves to own Gemini's in sports.
Extremely fun. Loves to joke. Smart. 24 years of bad luck if you do
not forward.

TAURUS - The Tramp
Aggressive. Loves being in long relationships. Likes to give a good
fight for what they want. Extremely outgoing. Loves to help people in
times of need. Good kisser. Good personality. Stubborn. A caring
person. One of a kind. Not one to mess with. Are the most attractive
people on earth! 15 years of bad luck if you do not forward.

 
SAGITTARIUS - The Promiscuous One
Spontaneous. High appeal. Rare to find. Great when found. Loves being
in long relationships. So much love to give. Not one to mess with.
Very pretty. Very romantic. Nice to everyone They meet. Their Love is
one of a kind. Silly, fun and sweet. Have own unique appeal. Most
caring person you will ever meet! Amazing in the you know where..!!!
Not the kind of person you wanna mess with- you might end up crying. 4
years of bad luck if you do not forward.

Live simply, love generously, care deeply and speak kindly.
Leave the rest to God.
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<title>Great Truths!</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=34420</link>
<pubDate>22-MAY-07</pubDate>
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GREAT TRUTHS THAT LITTLE CHILDREN HAVE LEARNED: 

1) No matter how hard you try, you can't baptize cats. 
 2) When your Mom is mad at your Dad, don't let her brush your hair. 
3) If your sister hits you, don't hit her back. They always catch the second person. 
4) Never ask your 3-year old brother to hold a tomato. 
5) You can't trust dogs to watch your food. 
6) Don't sneeze when someone is cutting your hair. 
7) Never hold a Dust-Buster and a cat at the same time. 
8) You can't hide a piece of broccoli in a glass of milk. 
9) Don't wear polka-dot underwear under white shorts. 
10) The best place to be when you're sad is Grandpa's lap. 
 
GREAT TRUTHS THAT ADULTS HAVE LEARNED: 

1) Raising teenagers is like nailing Jell-O to a tree. 
2) Wrinkles don't hurt. 
3) Families are like fudge...mostly sweet , with a few nuts. 
4) Today's mighty oak is just yesterday's nut that held its ground. 
5) Laughing is good exercise. It's like jogging on the inside. 
6) Middle age is when you choose your cereal for the fiber, not the toy. 

GREAT TRUTHS ABOUT GROWING OLD
 
1) Growing old is mandatory; Growing up is optional. 
2) Forget the health food. I need all the preservatives I can get. 
3) When you fall down, you wonder what else you can do while you're down there. 
4) You're getting old when you get the same sensation from a rocking chair that you once got from a roller coaster. 
5) It's frustrating when you know all the answers but nobody bothers to ask you the questions. 
6) Time may be a great healer, but it's a lousy beautician. 
7) Wisdom comes with age, but sometimes age comes alone. 

THE FOUR STAGES OF LIFE: 

 1) You believe in Santa Claus. 
2) You don't believe in Santa Claus. 
3) You are Santa Claus.
4) You look like Santa Claus. 
 
SUCCESS: 
 
At age 4 success is . . not peeing in your pants. 
At age 12 success is having friends. 
At age 16 success is . . . having a drivers license. 
At age 35 success is . having money. 
At age 50 success is . . . having money. 
At age 70 success is . . . having a drivers license. 
At age 75 success is . having friends. 
At age 80 success is . not peeing in your pants. 
 
Always remember to forget the troubles that pass your way; BUT NEVER  forget the blessings that come each day. Have a wonderful day with many *smiles*

Rosy
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<title>Dont get smart with me!!!</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=34380</link>
<pubDate>22-MAY-07</pubDate>
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Three guys are having a relaxing day of fishing. Out of the blue, they catch a mermaid -- who begs to be set free, in return for granting each of them a wish.

One of the guys just doesn't believe it, and says, "Okay, if you can really grant wishes, then double my I.Q."

The mermaid says, "Done."

Suddenly, the guy starts reciting Shakespeare flawlessly, and analyzing what he's recited with great insight.

The second guy is so amazed he says to the mermaid, "Triple my I.Q."

The mermaid says, "Done."

The guy starts to spout solutions to problems that have been stumping all the great scientists of the world: the mathematicians, physicists, chemists, and so on.

The last guy is so enthralled with the changes in his friends that he says to the mermaid, "Quintuple my I.Q."

The mermaid looks at him and says, "You know, I normally don't try to change people's minds when they make a wish, but I really think you should reconsider."

The guy says, "Nope, I want you to multiply my I.Q. times five, and if you don't do it, I won't set you free."

"Please," the mermaid says, "you don't know what you're asking! It'll change your entire view on the universe. Won't you ask for something else, a million dollars, anything?" But no matter what the mermaid says, the guy insists on having
his I.Q. increased to five times its usual power. Finally, the mermaid sighs and says, "Done." And he turns into a woman.
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<title>Words women use :)</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=34360</link>
<pubDate>22-MAY-07</pubDate>
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Words Women Use:

1.) Fine:

This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and
you need to shut up.

2.) Five Minutes:

If she is getting dressed, this means half an hour. Five Minutes is only
five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the
game before helping around the house.

3.) Nothing:

This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should
be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in fine.

4.) Go Ahead:

This is a dare, not permission. Don't Do It!

5.) Loud Sigh:

This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often
misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and
wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you
about nothing (refer back to #3 for the meaning of nothing).

6.) That's Okay:

This is one of the most dangerous statements a woman can make to a man.
That's okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how
and when you will pay for your mistake.

7.) Thanks:

A woman is thanking you - do not question or faint. Just say you're
welcome.

8.) Whatever:

Is a woman's way of saying   _ _ _ _ YOU!

9.) Don't worry about it, I got it:

Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has
told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will
later result in a man asking, "what's wrong." For the woman's response,
refer to # 3.





Life may not be the party we hoped for, but
  while we're here we should dance....
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<title>Silly things to think about :)</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=34240</link>
<pubDate>19-MAY-07</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[
Here are a few things to think about while you are relaxing...   You will just LOVE the last one!

Can you cry under water?  

How important does a person have to be before they are considered assassinated instead of just murdered?

Why do you have to "put your two cents in"..  .   but it's only a "penny for your thoughts"?  Where's that extra penny going to? 
   

Once you're in heaven, do you get stuck wearing the clothes you were buried in for eternity? 
   

Why does a round pizza come in a square box? 
   

What disease did cured ham actually have? 
   

How is it that we put man on the moon before we figured out it would be a good idea to put wheels on luggage? 
   

Why is it that people say they "slept like a baby" when babies wake up like every two hours? 
   

If a deaf person has to go to court, is it still called a hearing? 
   

Why are you IN a movie, but you're ON TV? 
   

Why do people pay to go up tall buildings and then put money in binoculars to look at things on the ground?
   

Why do doctors leave the room while you change?  They're going to see you naked anyway. 
   

Why is "bra" singular and "panties" plural 
   

Why do toasters always have a setting that burns the toast to a horrible crisp, which no decent human being would eat? 
   

If Jimmy cracks corn and no one cares, why is there a stupid song about him? 
   

Can a hearse carrying a corpse drive in the carpool lane? 
   

If the professor on Gilligan's Island can make a radio out of a coconut, why can't he fix a hole in a boat? 
   
 

Why does Goofy stand erect while Pluto remains on all fours?  They're both dogs! 
   

If Wiley E. Coyote had enough money to buy all that ACME junk, why didn't he just buy dinner? 
   

If electricity comes from electrons, does morality come from morons? 
   

Do the Alphabet song and Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star have the same tune? 
   

Why did you just try singing the two songs above? 
   

Did you ever notice that when you blow in a dog's face, he gets mad at you, but when you take him for a car ride; he sticks his head out the window?
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<title>Scary if true!!</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=33840</link>
<pubDate>11-MAY-07</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[
Hello everyone, I received this email from a friend of mine. It sort of scared me. My boyfriend told me that it was probablly a hoax but still I would rather be safe than sorry!!
I'm posting it just in case if it is true, maybe in reading it we can avoid tragedies!
I'm not to up to date in gang related issues, so maybe I might be mistaken and I don't want to scare anyone, just want everyone to keep safe!!

Take care
Rosy







?IN THE HEADLIGHTS?



Monday, May 07, 2007

Inform all of your employees !!!!


DON'T FLASH HEADLIGHTS AT ANY CAR WITH NO LIGHTS ON!!

Police officers working with the DARE program have issued this
Warning: If you are driving after dark and see and on-coming car with
no headlights on, DO NOT FLASH YOUR LIGHTS AT THEM! This is a common
Bloods member "initiation game" that goes like this: The new gang
member under initiation drives along with no headlights, and  the
first car to flash their headlights at him is now his "target.".
He is now required to turn around and chase that car, then shoot and
kill every individual in the e vehicle in order to complete his
initiation requirements. Police Depts. across the nation are being warned.
Their intent is to have all the new bloods nationwide drive around on
Friday and Saturday nights with their headlights off. In order to be
accepted into the gang, they have to shoot and kill all individuals in
the first auto that does a courtesy flash to warn them that their lights are off.

Make sure you share this information with all the drivers in your family!
Please forward this message to all your friends and family members to
inform them about this initiation ritual.
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<title>Love Poem</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=31220</link>
<pubDate>14-MAR-07</pubDate>
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Hi everyone, 
I'm back again, I missed reading everything that everyone writes but I was just saturated with school and everything else!
Hope everyone is as great as before and if not well just hang in there!!!

Here's the poem that I wrote to my Bull on his Valentine's Card (Which I made/nothing of store bought lol) He loved it and I felt like sharing it!
Take care all


   Our life together

I know this day is meant to be special
And yet with you I?ve understood
That everyday is a special day
To do the things I should

So I sit here thinking of you 
And the times we?ve spent together
All that we have been through
And how it just gets better

I love the good days
Lived through the bad
But yet I understand
That even in the hard times
You?re the best I?ve ever had

You and I were always meant to be 
I?m sure it?s happened times before
I have you in my life again
I?m with the one I adore

You and I were one before
As strange as this may seem
If not in prior lives
Than maybe in our dreams

My dream is a reality 
I have you here today
You fill my every want and need
Don?t ever go away
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<title>My Best Christmas Gift Ever</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=24240</link>
<pubDate>20-DEC-06</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[
Hi everyone!!!
Well on a prior blog I asked what would be the gift you wanted the most, here goes another question:

What has been the best Christmas gift you've received?

Mine have been two, 
1. a stuffed monkey when I was 10(which I still conserve)

2. a rock with a special message written on it

I have received other presents but these to me have been the best because they have been attatched to very beautiful memories.

hope to hear from everyone

Take Care
Rosy
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<title>What you most want for Christmas?</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=23720</link>
<pubDate>15-DEC-06</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[
Hi everyone :)

Well it's the giving and getting time of the year again.
I have children and I love this season because of them. 
I am by no means rich,but I do like making their christmas special. I love seeing their faces glow when they open the presents that we provide for them!

I was just wondering what it is that people would like to receive this Christmas season?
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<title>LOOKING FOR FRIENDS IN MY AREA</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=23080</link>
<pubDate>08-DEC-06</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[
HI EVERYONE, 
I was just wondering if there is anybody on this sight that would like to be friends from my area? Maybe we could hang out?
take care
Rosy
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<title>Waste of time?</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=21160</link>
<pubDate>22-NOV-06</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[
Hi there everyone!!

Big question,
Today I entered the chat session. I am a free member and cannot initiate a chat, but I enjoy if someone chooses to chat with me.
I always start by saying that I look for friends, and that I am in a relationship.
There has been one member that has insisted in chatting with me, I told him the same thing and in being married himself he said that it was fine. That we could be friends.  
Well today he seemed offended because again I told him that I did not want to lead anyone on, that I had a bf.
He asked me than what was I doing on the chat, and that I was waisting his time because he was looking for relations!!
This sort of irked me because he's the one that is married and yet he scorned me, because I was waisting HIS time!!
I believe that even thought you are in a loving relationship, you can still make and have friends.

What do you think,

 Am I waisting people's time because I chose to chat with them as friends?
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<title>Turkey strike or not?</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=20700</link>
<pubDate>18-NOV-06</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[
Hello everyone, 
I need help on making my final decision.

For the past 5 years I have been cooking the turkey and making all the preparations for Thanksgiving dinner at my mother's home.
I love to cook and I definitely   have no problem with cooking for her, she cooked enough for all of us!! 
Have in mind though that I have three single sisters that never lift a finger.
I end up buying, preparing and washing up for our Thanksgiving dinner.

This year I have told them that I am on strike and that if they want to have a Thanksgiving dinner they will have to prepare it themselves.
It's fair to say that they didn't like the idea!!

Golden Corral is looking more and more like a great option for my family and I!!!

Am I mean or self-centered in doing this? 

Would love to hear your opinion?
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<title>A MOJADO'S VOYAGE (story)</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=20260</link>
<pubDate>14-NOV-06</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[
A  MOJADO?S VOYAGE
By
Rosa Palma



	Tears fill my eyes, not because of the dust in the abandoned warehouse or the aches of my tired body after walking three days with their nights, but because of the memories that invade my mind. Memories of so long ago, yet at this moment so clear that I can hardly distinguish which is my reality, the pain of my body or the pain of my thoughts.
	Just as every night, I walked into the kitchen and took my place at the table. I had barely come in from finishing my labors, labors that are expected of a man my age in the rancho where I was raised. Walking into the warm kitchen after being out in the cold wind was wonderful. I rubbed my coarse hands together in an effort to get a little bit of warmth into them, and then I saw my mother standing in front of the stove. She turned and smiled and asked me ?Ya termino todo su trabajo? ?, I nodded yes, and heard her whisper ?Ya era tiempo?.  I laughed, and then told her I had heard her. I was tired but in a good mood as I savored the warmth and the aromas coming from my mothers stove. There were many aromas that I could recognize, the smell of my mothers? meal mixed with the tangy smell of mesquite wood that burned in her stove, that stove that daily warmed our meals and our home. There was also a smell that I distinguished but hoped that I was mistaken in suspecting what that certain aroma was.
	 My mother set a plate in front of me and a container of warm tortillas de maiz, and my cafesito con leche next to it. I viewed my plate with suspicion and dipped a tortilla into it. As I raised the food to my mouth, I realized that my earlier notion was correct. My mothers? meal contained onion. I was starved yet could not eat any more and pushed the plate away. In doing this, I realized that my mother was watching, and I saw the hurt look on her face and just shrugged, ?You know I don?t like onion?.  I then stood and left the room without looking back. My attitude at the time was accepted because I was the consentido. I was the favored due to the fact that I was the only male in the family at the time. My father had almost always been away, working as a ranch hand in Deming, N.M. in the United States. I was the one that had taken on his role; I took care of everything and everyone.  I was the one that ruled at the time; I was my household?s jefe, and in my immature ways I had let this go to my head.
	My memories seem so real, yet the irony of my present situation hits me full force. I, who never tolerated meals with a hint of onion, I that before would push away any meal because of it containing this ingredient. I, that was so arrogant, now find myself in this abandoned warehouse with nothing but four forgotten onions to satisfy my hunger and thirst. I know that to survive I must eat what God has placed before me, but I wonder why has God placed me into this situation. 
	I raise the biggest of the four bulbs to my mouth and take my first bite. I am surprised at how fresh and sweet the onion feels in my mouth. Memories come again as I remember my mother saying ?Todo con hambre es bueno?, I now realize how true this is, everything is good with hunger. I feel my eyes mist over; I don?t know if it is because of the strong pungent odor that is rising from the onion or because of the realization of my prior arrogance and how I hurt my Madrecita with my attitudes. I wipe my eyes and finish the onions that remain, I soon feel as if I would burst. After days of going without anything to eat, my stomach had gotten used to being empty and is feeling the effect of having something in it at last. 
	 With my feeling of fulfillment also came a feeling of weariness. I can hardly keep my eyes from shutting. I feel my body shaking with exhaustion. I try to stand but my legs have finally given out and my blister covered feet cannot hold my weight any longer, so I remain sitting just as I had been while I devoured the onions. In my inability to stand, I let my eyes wander instead. I see every corner of the abandoned warehouse. The warehouse seems so big, so empty, so cold and lonely. I wondered what purpose it had served. Was it a place to store onions, just as the ones I had eaten, would it be filled with some other product or would it be empty until the next onion season?  Who had been there before, were they Mexicans such as myself, would they be back soon? So many questions filled my mind. I did not know the answer to any of my questions, yet images rambled on in my brain. I could almost hear the banter of the people I envisioned; I could hear the murmur of their voices. ?Andele mis amigos, apurense, no se hagan, a darle duro al jale!? I could hear the impatience of these voices, sharing among them the urge to continue working. I could clearly see what they looked like. Men of dark skin and darker eyes, slim yet strong body frames with weathered hands and faces. They were dressed in a similar fashion, working clothes, worn out jeans; rugged mud encased working boots, long sleeve shirts and some maybe a t-shirt, light jackets or sweaters to cover from the early morning chill and also cachuchas or sombreros to protect their head later from the intense afternoon sun. It is strange but I feel as if their eyes turn to look at me, I see compassion in their look. They understand what I am going thru, yet cannot help me. With their look, they tell me everything will be all right but I will have to help myself.
	 It surprises me with what clarity I can envision these people that I never knew and will probably never know even if they exist. Yet they are real to me. I can almost reach out and touch them, maybe lend a helping hand to their work. I sadly realize that what I am seeing is impossible and it scares me to realize in what state my mind is. I guess I am close to being delusional; maybe it is just the need to end my solitude and be around civilization that makes me see these visions. Whatever it is I just pray that it is just a sign from God to show me that everything will be all right. 
It is now late in the afternoon, and I recall that it was mid morning when in my flee from the Migra, I had arrived at this warehouse.  I wondered where my time has gone. I choose to believe that in my wariness I had fallen asleep and now I am awake. In choosing to believe this, a distressing sensation enters my mind. Bits and pieces of recent memories arise. I start to wonder had my visions been dreams? Had my body and brain been so weak that I invented these visions? I will never know, but for now in order to maintain my sanity I must enclose these visions in a far away place inside myself, where only when in need I may retrieve the looks of compassion given to me by people unknown to me. 
	I walk outside of the warehouse and feel a little shaky, but know that nighttime is soon to come and that this is the best time to continue my voyage. This voyage that has been forced on me. Enforced by people to whom I have done no harm, yet they treat me as an intruder. They make me run from them enforcing their power. I ask them for nothing but they take all I have. They take my dignity, they also take my respect. They leave me as a homeless vagabond, with nothing more than what I have on my tired body. My callused hands are proof that I dedicate myself only to work hard so that I may take my turn in providing for my family, but they don?t see that. They turn me into a hungered outlaw, on the run from the Migra. 
	In my voyage, I have been walking for three days and three nights. In these three days, my first meal has been the one of onion bulbs because there was nowhere else to go to receive a meal. The towns that I have come across have been full of dark shadows, as I have been forced to cross them at night so I may avoid being turned in and sent back to Mexico. I have learned that few are willing to give a meal and fewer offer help to one that is running.  My onion meal was my first and will be my last until God knows when.
	With the little nourishment that I have gained from my meal, I continue on my way. I look back at the abandoned warehouse that looks as if it were a shining temple, as it glows with the last golden rays of the sunset. I thank God for putting it in my path, for without it who is to know where I would be now. At this warehouse, I received strength, not only for my body, but also for my spirit. Because of this warehouse, I am able to continue my voyage with a gained knowledge. A knowledge that has come to me in my visions and memories.
	The last rays of sun have entered the horizon and now it is rapidly growing darker. A cold breeze starts up. I try to walk faster so that I can keep warm and feel its chill a little less. I miss the jacket that I had lost a couple days prior, but my pace keeps me warm. Even with the rest I had taken my feet are tired and hurting already, but still I continue. Memories start again as I try to keep my mind occupied and not think of my pain. 
	 I remember the farm where I was working, and the confusion I felt when my compa?eros and I were told that the Migra was on its way. We were in the fields picking cotton when the rumor started that someone had seen the Migra?s vans at our Patron?s home. When we learned that this was true everyone became frightened and tried to escape.  Everyone ran everywhere but escape was far from most of us. I ran but had one of the Migra?s men behind me, I thanked God for all the hard work that I had grown up doing, it had made my step fast and my lungs strong. The man that was following me was fast but I was faster. He chased me and was able to grab a hold of my jean jacket, but I pulled my arms free and he stayed with it. I heard him yelling at me, but I would not stop. I did not know if he still followed me, but I could not stop to look back all I could do was continue running.  I ran, and ran until I collapsed. I could not breathe and I was weak. I lay there until I was able to sit again. I think the Migra was too busy with everyone at the farm because they did not come in search for me. With time, I stood and started my voyage. A voyage that has lead me so far and that will always continue. A voyage that has given me knowledge. A voyage that now has me walking in the dark but will end with the golden rays of a new day.
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<title>What is it that you like about a Big Man?</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=19720</link>
<pubDate>09-NOV-06</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[
Well I was wondering what everyone thought about these wonderfully big men out there,And what is it that attracts us to them.
 You see up until last year I had never dated someone bigger than myself. I was convinced that the one to be pleasantly plump (plus a little more :)!!!) in the relationship should be me. Boy was I missing out!!!
I love the feel of a big man next to me, I love when he hugs me,I feel totally secure and protected.Just wondering what does everyone else think about these adorable big boys? What do you like most?
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<title>Where you always belonged</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=19382</link>
<pubDate>06-NOV-06</pubDate>
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Where you always belonged 

I wonder... 
Where were you? 
I wonder... 
What took you so long? 
I wonder... 
Did you feel that I needed you? 
I wonder... 
Was your abscense making everything wrong? 
I wonder... 
Who sent you? 
I wonder... 
Did he know of his mistake, was he just playing along? 

I know... 
Where you were is not where you were needed 
I know... 
You're here by me today 
I know... 
My need for you is gone, you're here and I am filled 
I know... 
You're here and I am strong 
I know... 
The need to thank God daily 
I know... 
He delivered you to where you always belonged
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<title>Who am I?</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=19381</link>
<pubDate>06-NOV-06</pubDate>
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WHO AM I?

Who am I?
Does any body know?
What's it like to be me?
From the top of my head 
To the tip of my toes

I am a mother
I've given life
I am a lover
A soon to be wife

I am a daughter
And viewed with love
I am a sister 
To more than one

I am an aunt
To quite a few
I love them all
From the oldest to the one that is new

I am Hispanic
My father's culture I take
So proud to bilingual
With respect in my heritage I partake 

I'm beautiful inside and out
My confidence shines thru
I am aware of my vanity
Yet know that I am humble too

This is I
Complex, yet  plain
So many things missing
Too many to explain

Mother, Lover, Daughter, Sister, Aunt, Hispanic, Bilingual, Proud, Beautiful, Confident, Vain, Humble, Complex and Plain.........WOMAN, and Rosa is my name
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<title>Lizette's story</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=19380</link>
<pubDate>06-NOV-06</pubDate>
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As it is common in New Mexico, it is a beautiful morning. It feels neither hot nor cold; there is a wonderful warmness all around. The sun is shining with all its radiance, and the breeze is calmly letting its presence be felt. It is a morning where a person?s soul can be replenished, and where the mind can fill itself with hopes and dreams. A morning where it seems next to nothing could go wrong. On a day like this it is hard to be upset or gloomy, yet Lizette has managed it. 
	Lizette is a beautiful young woman that usually is very happy and content with life. She is a divorced mother of three, a full time social work major, a loving daughter and is always willing to help a friend in need. Lizette not only possesses the gift of being beautiful on the outside, but she has the general warmness of a greater inner beauty. Lizette always has a smile ready for any situation, but today that famous smile is nowhere to be seen.
	Today Lizette is reminiscing in the past. Today Lizette finds herself thinking about her ex-husband. She thinks of how easy it was to confuse feelings of fondness with true love. She also thinks of how easily this feeling of fondness ceased to exist. Lizette understands that this is why she is divorced. Her feelings of fondness were lost in the monotony of thirteen long years. 
	She has come away from the man that was her husband, the man that was supposed to be there thru thick and thin, with a hurt heart. Even though she carries this pain, she still has her mind full of dreams and hopes of prospering in other aspects of her life. She believes that she was not made to fall in love, and she doubts that a true love will ever find its way into her heart. Lizette is comfortable with this idea and most of the time it doesn?t bother her. She just lives her life on a day-to-day basis and thanks God for the blessings she has.
	Lizette is aware of the wonderful gift that she has obtained from the farce of her marriage. She has received the joy of being the mother of three angels. Three children that seem to have inherited the best of each of their parents, or so it seems to Lizette. A mother that is not able to see any faults in her children. She loves her children tremendously, and knows that because of them she can get ahead in life. Lizette?s mind is set that they, and only they will be the love of her life.
	Although Lizette is gloomy she is able to smile at this idea. Her children will be the love of her life.
	?Mija, where are you?? Lizette is startled out of her pensive state with the greeting that she receives from her mother Maria. While feeling her heart as if it will break thru her ribs, Lizette gets up and once more wonders why she ever had the crazy thought of giving her mother a copy of the key to her home, especially knowing that her mother has the tendency of being as quiet, and as sneaky as a cat trying to catch a mouse. 
	Lizette smiles as she imagines her mother as a great big cat. Her mother is so warm and cuddly; she would just have to be a great white angora. Maria, the great white, warm, cuddly, quiet, and sneaky angora. Lizette can easily picture it. She continues to smile imagining this; it seems as if this image is her own way of getting back at her mother for always scaring her. 
	?I?m over her Ma, and just so you know I almost had a heart attack because of you?. Lizette hears her mother?s muffled laughter. Her mother knows that she can always frighten her, and she enjoys this fact tremendously.
	Lizette?s mother asks what she was doing that she was so scared. In having such an open relationship with her mother, Lizette feels comfortable in telling her what she was thinking about.
	 ?Ay mija, it saddens me to have you think that way. You are worth so much and you deserve to find the love of your life. Not because one man hurt you means that all men are alike. You should give yourself the chance to have a boyfriend, maybe this would help you to think differently?.
	 Lizette thought about her mothers comment. Did she want a man in her life? Who would love her as she wished and most importantly, who could love her children as if they were his own children? Lizette was sure that there was no one out there for the children and her.	
	?No Ma, I doubt that there is anyone for us, I am happy with the kiddos. I love them and they love me, it?s enough?. Maria sadly looks at her daughter. She reminds her that God works in mysterious ways, and that if she has faith, he will have someone ready for her sooner than what she thinks. Then to lighten the atmosphere before she leaves she tells Lizette ?That?s enough talking about your problems, I have an enormous problem, that?s why I came. I?m making flour tortillas for the love of my life, and I don?t have enough flour. If I don?t have the tortillas finished, your father will die of hunger or food poisoning when he buys them from Do?a Josepha, and I will be the one in need of a boyfriend?.
	Lizette smiles as she rises from the table where they sat drinking a hot cup of coffee. She prepares a packet of flour so that her mother can finish her task. ?Thanks Ma, be sure to save us a tortilla?. Maria rises and winks at Lizette as she reaches the door. ?I love you tremendously, but don?t be lazy and make your own?. Maria walks out the door as Lizette laughs out loud.
	Lizette clears the table and goes to her bedroom to do what she was aiming for earlier before her morning reminisces. She has a paper due on the weekend and was in the process of researching all the information on the Internet. She returns to her research but decides to check her email just incase there is a change of plans on her teacher?s syllabus. 
	In entering the page of her emails, she finds an announcement for an online dating service, and she remembers what her mother had recently told her. Lizette thinks that there can?t be any harm in reading what this site is about, how it works, and what it offers. She is pleased with what she reads. On this site there are spots where people can post stories or poems or even drawings or pictures of crafts that they have made. Lizette has always loved to write poems and she decides to add a couple of her own to this site. Since she has all of her poetry in files on the computer, it is very easy to just copy and paste. Lizette also decides to post a picture, and in a matter of minutes she has left a part of herself on this site. It seemed as if this were the norm on a site such as this one; there were many pictures of people all over the United States. With her picture and her poems all set up Lizette feels that she has wasted too much time on this Website.  Lizette?s children are at school and she knows that she must use her time wisely in order to finish her homework before they arrive. So she closes the Website and continues what she was doing.
	Lizette forgets about her recent online experience and continues to work on her paper. She is almost done when she hears her computer state the fact that she has received an email. She chooses to ignore it and finishes her paper. While proof reading, she hears her computer again and this time decides to see what email she has received. 
	Lizette goes to her mail and sees that she has received an email from the online dating site. She opens her email and reads that she has received a ?wink? from a man in El Paso. She views his profile and sees that he is also divorced, and that he works and studies. He is a couple of years older and works with children. Lizette likes the pictures he has posted and what she has read in his profile. She decides to give fate a chance and she ?winks? back at him. 
	This ongoing online situation continues for a while, almost a month of receiving emails and sending emails herself. Lizette feels a connection with this man, but trust, or the lack of it, is always present. She knows that this is an old villain from her past. She knows that all men are not alike, and that she must learn to trust again, but it is hard to set aside old pain and fears. 
	Her online friend has given her his telephone number, but she has not yet felt comfortable enough to call him. She wonders what his voice will sound like, she is nervous, just as if it were her first time dealing with someone of the opposite sex. Lizette feels ridiculous with this feeling, and she tells her mother about it. Maria tells her that it is normal to be nervous, but that she will have to have faith and place everything in God?s hand, and if it is meant to be, fate or destiny will work for it to happen. Lizette then decides to give fate another chance, and finally gives her online friend her own telephone number. 
	Not half a day passes when he calls her; they talk and laugh for hours. The connection is there. Fate has weaved its ways again. Knowing that they must meet in person someday, Lizette decides to meet him two days later. She chooses this date because she is a mother and this day will be May 10th. The Mexican Mother?s Day. Lizette feels this as a positive sign. Lizette was not wrong.
	Today, nine months later, Lizette and her love continue together. He has taken her children and loves them as he loves her. Distrust has been a factor that they have learned to overcome. He has proposed to her and they are planning their wedding.  Lizette is as happy as any wife to be would be. She has a whole lifetime in company of her love to cure the past pains of her heart. She continues with the hopes and dreams of prospering in other aspects of her life, now her husband to be will be there to give her his added strength.  Lizette continues to have the children?s love as something that will never change, and will always grow. But most importantly Lizette has learned to love by falling in love. She is in love now, and will have an eternity to reach and learn about the depths of this new feeling.
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<title>Eternity</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=19361</link>
<pubDate>06-NOV-06</pubDate>
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I waited
so long it seemed an eternity
I knew you were out there
I just didm't know where

I was willing
I wanted to find you
I kept searching
praying you searched too

So strong was my need
I missed you without even having you
I wanted you in my life
I wanted more than just my fantasy

I tired
I searched no more
I'd given up, I had no hope

You came...
Eternity once more
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<title>Writing for fun</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=19360</link>
<pubDate>06-NOV-06</pubDate>
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Well first of all hi to everyone and anyone that decides to share a little of what I write.
I love to write and will be posting a little of my poetry from time to time. I write a lot in spanish, so if anyone wants to read some of my spanish poems, just let me know.
take care and lots of hugs and kisses 
Rosy -aka_ Muaaas4u
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