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Recreating Yourself – Encore!
We recreate ourselves constantly whether we realize it or not. It happens naturally as we live our lives. Outwardly we go from daughter, to wife, to mother. We graduate, we work, we earn money, we raise a family and, in the process of living, we raise ourselves. These are the facets of our life that…
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Regrets, I’ve had a few…
Many years ago, I stumbled headlong into an intense affair with a handsome but unavailable Swede. I clearly recall walking down Michigan Avenue arguing both sides of the debate with myself, the yes / no of it all. I still hadn’t made up my mind when later that day I bumped into a male friend,…
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The Wings of Desire
Little did I know when I wrote my previous post, Bird in the Hand that my week in Johannesburg would be a real life variation on the same theme: birds. How strange is that? What was Mother Nature trying to tell me? First there was my early morning wake-up call at 6:00 a.m. Somewhere in my…
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Dating – Is it Better to have a Bird in the Hand?
I’ve been thinking a lot about old sayings –you know – the ones we use to help us make decisions. For example, “A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.” I used to think that made sense until experience proved me wrong. It’s always better to keep both hands open. Not too…
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The Best Night of my Life – Prove It!
When I mention to people that my book launch was the best night of my life, reactions vary from agreement to doubt. It’s interestingto note that only the men appear to doubt my claim. I find this puzzling because, given the differences between the sexes; I would have thought men would just get it. So…
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The Best Night of my Life
Everything was ready, and well in advance. I had booked the caterer, selected the menu, purchased an assortment of wines (sparkling, red, white) picked the mood music, Pink Martini, and organized a surprise salsa lesson for my 45 guests. I had found the perfect dress – red of course. And the shoes? We’ll they’re the same…
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Lucky At Cards
There’s an old proverb that says, “Lucky at cards, unlucky at love.” The Italians turn it around and say, “Sfortuna al gioco, fortuna in amore”. Translation: Unlucky at cards, lucky at love. And they would know. And then there’s me unlucky at cards and unlucky in love. So what’s a Café Girl to do when…
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The UnValentine’s Day
February 13th, 2009 I packed my bag, purchased an airplane ticket and walked out on my Italian lover. In spite of the temptation to do so, I never looked back. I arrived in Montreal on Valentine’s Day. How appropriate I thought, to come home to a city that I love, and on Valentine’s Day. It…
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Are You a Cafe Girl…
Choose as many as you like… Original Illustration Helen Samson Design. Copyright 2010 cafegirlchronicles
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Are You A Cafe Girl?
Mel, my editor, confessor, and chief blog advisor, emailed me the other day from Vancouver telling me that she was expecting a visit from her sister. She said that they had plans to spend a few days cafégirling. That newly minted gerund got me wondering … just who is a Café Girl and how does…
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