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Inspirational Thought and a Monthly Giveaway!

Good evening!

I am so excited to let you know that tonight I am doing my very first monthly giveaway! However, before I get to that I wanted to share tonight’s inspiration thought! ๐Ÿ™‚

“Why should we all use our creative power…? Because there is nothing that makes people so generous, joyful, lively, bold and compassionate, so indifferent to fighting and the accumulation of objects and money.”

~Brenda Ueland

Now for my first monthly giveaway! YEAH!!

I am happy to announce that I will be gifting the book “Inner Excavation: Explore Your Self Through Photography, Poetry and Mixed Media” written by Liz Lamoreux to one lucky winner.

Inner Excavations

The way to get your chance to win this lovely book, all you need to do is to answer this question in the comment section of this post:

If you knew that you could not possibly fail to make your dream life come true, what would you do starting tomorrow to make that happen?

That is it. Sounds easy enough right? I will post the winner in tomorrow night’s post, which will come out at 6 PM Pacific Time.

Good luck to all of you, and I can not WAIT to read your answers! ๐Ÿ˜‰

Here is to a FABULOUSLY ARSTY evening! ๐Ÿ˜‰

If you want to have a different life, you have to live differently!!

Warning!

Good morning!

and Happy FRIDAY!!!

I thought I would share a poem from a book that belonged to a dear friend of mine. The book is called, When I am An Old Woman I Shall Wear Purple.

Warning
by Jenny Joseph

When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we’ve no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I’m tired
And gobble up samples in sho9ps and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick the flowers in other people’s gardens
And learn to spit.

You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go
Or only bread and pickle for a week
And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.

But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
And pay our rent and not swear in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.

But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surpised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.

Isn’t this the BEST poem!?!?? I just think it is sooooo much fun!!! I can’t wait until I am old and have an excuse to do all the crazy-zany things that older people get the chance to do, especially when they just no longer give a damn about what other people think – wait, I might be getting closer to that mentality now!!! ๐Ÿ˜‰

Have a FABULOUS day!

Note to Chunky Dunkers: Keep up the momentum! If you didn’t accomplish what you were hoping to accomplish yesterday, do not fret! Today is a new day and you have another opportunity to do whatever it is today! YOU CAN DO IT!!! ๐Ÿ˜‰