I used to have an opinion on everything, now I’m just lippy.
It all started with a little dog who thought he was a wolf… but it’s a sad story so it won’t be told yet. I write what comes to mind, I’m lippy which means I speak up and don’t hide. Healthy and respectful conversations are good for a good life.
Comments can be made on the Facebook page or on the blog posts. Any comments that lower the tone, vibration, frequency and loving kindness WILL BE DELETED AND BLOCKED.
Thanks for sticking to the rules and let me know what you think. You can email me if you don’t like to be too lippy. lippywomandialogues@gmail.com
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Eating
Pandemic pounds. There’s the people who got so fit during lockdown due to not much sitting and much more outside activities. New Zealand had magic weather, a perfect and wonderful autumn! Then there’s the people who discovered cooking and baking and general eating as a wonderful activity – like me. I still moved but much… Read more
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Injuries, my normal and purpose
After just getting into the swing of running consistently, I injured my calf. Long story short, I thought I had my style sorted but didn’t. Isn’t the body a marvellous instrument, with its own alarm system when things aren’t right, in my case: PAIN. So I stopped for a month or so and took things… Read more
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