Monthly Archives: November 2015

Thrifty Thursday: Saving of Keurig K-Cups

No matter what brand nor type of pod you use for your Keurig coffeemaker, the costs can really add up! I received this money-saving tip from my father-in-law; it’s how he and my mother-in-law make their coffee at home and now, so do we.

We use each K-cup twice! The hubs likes a bold roast and I prefer a weaker blend. Instead of buying two different kinds of pods, we just buy the bold roast he likes. He makes his coffee with a new K-cup and then I’ll reuse it for a weaker brew that suits my palate.

I don’t drink as much coffee as the hubs. However, if I drank a cup per day like he does, we’d save 50% on the cost of K-cups!

The Truth About Telling One’s Truth

There seems to be a little confusion about what it means to “Stand in My Truth”, “Tell My Truth” or “Share My Truth”. This confusion regards the smallest, yet most important, word in these phrases: MY.

That little word refers to the writer/speaker/stander alone. That little word means that the truth I’m telling, sharing or standing in must be mine and mine alone. It’s all about me, my experiences, my beliefs.

My truth cannot be about anything/anyone else, any group or organization with which I am not a part of nor in which I am not personally involved.

Let me give you some examples of what can and cannot be My Truth:

I am a woman. ✔️

Men are pigs. ❌

Pizza is my favorite food. ✔️

I’m allergic to olive oil, therefore olive oil is a bad food, in my opinion.❌

I am not a fan of professional football.✔️

I believe that the Dallas Cowboys are wimps. ❌

I picked Papa Johns over Dominos in the taste test because Papa Johns’ pizza tasted better to me. ✔️

Dominos pizza taste better than Papa Johns and if you don’t agree, you’re a moron. ❌

The statements followed by a ✔️ can be considered my truths. The statements followed by an ❌ can not. Even if I believed the statements marked with the ❌, they still could not be my truths because they are not about me. I am not a man, a pig, olive oil, a Dallas Cowboy player nor Dominos Pizza. Even though I used the words, “in my opinion,” and, “I believe,” I am not referring to myself. I am referring to things and people of which I am not.

“My Truth” has nothing to do with, and cannot have anything to do with, my opinion of others’ actions, beliefs nor (pizza) preferences.

The Truth

Our bowels have GPS, and they’re off by at least a mile. 

Don’t believe me? Think back to the last time you were on your way home and the need to poop hit you. It wasn’t bad, just your body saying, “Hey – nothing urgent but, FYI, we’re ready to move when you find the appropriate place and time.” 

Then you got about a mile away from home and your body said, “Phew! We made it. High fives all around, everyone. Now…release the hounds!” 

And you freaked out! “Wait, WHAT?! We’re NOT home yet! We’re not in a bathroom! STOP!”

“Whadaya tawkin’ about,” your bowels replied. “We’re home. It says so right here on my GPS: ‘You have arrived at your destination.’ And not a moment too soon, I might add,” they chuckled.

And you squeezed your butt cheeks so tight, trying to prevent an accident in the car. Then the relief of making it home without making a mess was swiftly replaced with fear at having to get out of your seat and walk into the house. As much as your bowels believed you were already in your bathroom, you are equally convinced that the pressure of you sitting in your car is the only thing holding your poop in. 

You’re not alone; it happens to all of us! Our bowels make a conscious dcision to prematurely engage their release button when we get within a mile of our homes. They don’t mean to cause us such distress. They just have defective GPSes. 

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