one of life's little pleasures

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When does it get easier?

As I get older I have noticed two things. One, life is just as complicated as when I was 17. Two, time goes by so quickly that I don't have time to catch my breath. Am I the only one that feels this way? Ever feel in a crowded public venue that people are just noise, colors and movement? I am trapped in a maelstrom going 5 miles an hour, with my head racing at 100 miles an hour.

You say triscuit - a biscuit?

No my friends, this is a biscuit. Apparently some rocket scientist decided to combine CHICKEN WITH A BISCUIT.

Honey lambs, does no one remember the cracker sensation that came into being in 1968? The Chicken in a Biskit? What? You do not? OH LORDY. Next you will tell me that you don't even know of Kraft Foods Chicken Noodle Dinner.

I did not pack on 80 extra pounds as a child by will alone, it was the carbfest-o-rama brought to me by the fine folks at Nabisco, Kraft /General Foods!

The happy times of my childhood, whereby food made me happy, were replaced by the sad times of my adolesence due to the weight caused by the food I ate to make me happy. But pish-posh. I digress. The thing that counts is that the food was oh so yummy, stick to my hips and tummy.

Ah my little passion flowers...

well Plumeria really. But I do miss you all, so very, very much.

Suburban am I