{"id":55,"date":"2005-08-30T23:50:01","date_gmt":"2005-08-31T07:50:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.yuriar.com\/wp\/?p=55"},"modified":"2005-08-30T23:50:01","modified_gmt":"2005-08-31T07:50:01","slug":"life-is-like-a-pie-what-flavor-are-you","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/yuriar.com\/katp\/2005\/08\/30\/life-is-like-a-pie-what-flavor-are-you\/","title":{"rendered":"Life is like a pie&#8230;  what flavor are you?"},"content":{"rendered":"<div><font face=\"Century Gothic\">Alrighty.   Once again that fountain of deep philosophical thought known as &#8220;the Mouth&#8221; has  spoken to my heart.  *S*  Seriously, the women in that group are so  supportive and wise.  As always, it is one of Bev&#8217;s emails that seems to  have sparked my desire to write tonight.  <\/font><\/div>\n<div><font face=\"Century Gothic\">Bev wrote about  a woman, who in her 80&#8217;s penned a book and went on a book tour.  This  elderly woman wanted other women to understand that our lives are like a pie &#8211;  pick your favorite flavor, but I prefer <em>apple<\/em>! &#8211; We start dishing out  little pieces of ourselves to everyone we know, spouse, kids, parents, siblings,  friends, co-workers, etc&#8230;  but if we aren&#8217;t careful to save a slice for  ourselves, soon we are left with an empty pie plate, or a life with no meaning  for us.  <\/font><\/div>\n<div><font face=\"Century Gothic\">So that got me  thinking.  Where is *my* slice of the pie?  Certainly I give to my  kids, and my husband.  My parents, my sisters, even my  sister-in-law&#8230;  They all get a part of me, of my attention and  love.  There is Angel Babies Forever Loved, but again, I am giving part of  me, a very vulnerable part of me, to help others.  There is my  scrapping&#8230;  but again, I&#8217;m working to put myself out there and try to  sell my product, so in a way I am giving yet another slice of *me* to my  customers.  So what&#8217;s left?  What do I do just for me?   <\/font><\/div>\n<div><font face=\"Century Gothic\">I blog.   *S*  I know I may not post here as often as I want to.  But I  post.  I have always loved writing.  Heck, during the first year of my  marriage I found it much easier for me to write my new husband a  letter.  Writing has always been a sort of catharsis, a way to get my  thoughts straight.  I love writing.  <\/font><\/div>\n<div><font face=\"Century Gothic\">That said, there  is a whole &#8216;nother God-Breeze, as FlyLady calls them, burning to be written  about yet another topic addressed recently on &#8220;the Mouth.&#8221;  All about how  sex starts in the kitchen. *S*  and with that teaser, I must leave you  wondering.  Wondering if I will ever get a chance to blog that thought!  *S*  Because it&#8217;s 1145pm, and my wonderful dh is cleaning the  kitchen.  *S* <\/font><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Alrighty. Once again that fountain of deep philosophical thought known as &#8220;the Mouth&#8221; has spoken to my heart. *S* Seriously, the women in that group are so supportive and wise. &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-55","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-deep-thoughts"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack-related-posts":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/yuriar.com\/katp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/55","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/yuriar.com\/katp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/yuriar.com\/katp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/yuriar.com\/katp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/yuriar.com\/katp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=55"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/yuriar.com\/katp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/55\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/yuriar.com\/katp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=55"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/yuriar.com\/katp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=55"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/yuriar.com\/katp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=55"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}