"My lips are zipped," I said just before pulling my fingers across my pursed lips.

"I know what you are up to!" He said.

I eyed him curiously wondering what he knew. My mind raced as I delved deeper into my memory bank. Could he really know?

He reached over and gently traced the line of my mouth with his strong, tanned fingers.

"They are unzipped now. Now talk! I want to know everything!"He said as his eyes gazed into mine.

"I can't. It's confidential," I whispered. My heart felt as though it could leap out from my my silk blouse.

"Confidential? I can appreciate confidential, except when it has to do with me and my future. You know things, don't you?"

Biting my lip, I considered my options. I could spill everything to him or perhaps I could divert his attention. But even I knew that he was far too shrewd to let this conversation be diverted. He wanted to know and he wanted to know now. Did I not owe him at least that? And if I did tell him, what would be the consequences or even worse if I didn't tell him, how much greater would be the consequences.

Oh how I wished I could just fly away at that very moment.

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When I first heard that some single people choose a spouse based on an insurance criteria, I was a bit disturbed and considered this to be a rather quirky and isolated incidence.

But in the years since, I've discovered that this business of insurance is not the least bit isolated.

There are scores of both men or women, who judge and marry on the basis of insurance!

What ever happened with romance and true love? I suppose many are willing to let certain objectives reign supreme in their hearts... money or power or sheesh, even insurance, as a good enough reason to tie the knot.

But will these motives be able to tie a strong enough knot- will the marriage of convenience endure over time or in the end will there just be another divorce?

What happens to the inner sanctuary, when one chooses world convenience over God's best?

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Nothing against Sebo vacuums but the number one MOST unromantic gift to give someone is a vacuum!

If your boyfriend, lover, fiancee or husband gives you a vacuum for a birthday, valentines, anniversary or Christmas gift... run for the hills!

Of course, if you are already married, you probably should not take this advice! After all marriage is a sacred thing that should be for life, for eternity.

And guys if your girlfriend, lover, fiancee or wife gives you a tie... I offer the same advice! Ties are great gifts for dads and brothers, uncles and cousins. But on the scale of romantic they score a big ZERO!

The last gift I gave a beau, was last Christmas. I still smile whenever I think about the joy I felt in shopping for it and the delicious joy I felt when he opened my gift to him ... the set of flannel sheets and a wonderfully luxurious down comforter. Two days later I couldn't resist the urge to splurge and by a matching set with comforter for my own bed!

The insurance issue continues to frighten me in my more honest moments. There is a fear to being 51, uninsured and barely keeping my head above water.

When the thought that something could happen to me that could require medical care, pops into my mind I CERTAINLY FEEL the pinch of stress. I wonder how it is that I could have allowed myself to make the stupid choices in my life that have delivered me to this position that I am in today.

All we can do with our past is to let it become one of our best and most relevant resources and teaching tools. We can't change the mistakes of yesterday, but we certainly don't have to perpetuate the mistakes. We can take charge. We can live a life of empowerment if and when we make the decision to do so.

So even though, insurance is not a possibility today, I can choose to eat a healthy and balanced daily diet today , and I can choose to exercise today. I can choose to build my business in a smart way that will enable me to save my money and invest in a little insurance coverage for tomorrow.

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Something has changed.

After months of deep hunger, I am once again satisfied with petite portions. I don't know what came over me during late spring and summer. I don't know why I poured sugary substances into my body, knowing that every bite would unravel the hard-won efforts of a successful weight loss program. I suppose I just didn't care. Thank God that has passed and I am rededicated to breaking through the bondage of carbohydrate and sugar addictions.

This afternoon I was at my friend David's house, where chocolate chip cookies baked in the oven.
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"Do you eat under stress?" The headline of First, the supermarket magazine read.

"You'll drop 7 - 9 lbs every week," the tagline promised.

I snatched it up and added it to my groceries on the black conveyor belt.

"Good News: These genius snacks calm nerves, end hunger and quell cravings..."

Now that sounds like a magic bullet for me! I thought as I pictured a more svelt version of moi in sexy swimsuits sailing the Florida waters with a dream boat of a partner.