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Some of you may have read my blog about going to a party where I knew there would be smokers and drinkers around. I was nervous but I made it through…I did not smoke, I did not drink. I did come close to picking up a cigarette TWICE and it scared me to death. I had another party two days later that I thought would be easier but it turned out there were more smokers and not fewer. It WAS easier though, I was prepared, I had already decided that I would either leave or jump into the pool head first if I had a craving. The IRONIC part of all of this is that I spend very little on myself, often buying clothes at thrift stores, always buying things that are at reduced prices. I wore a favorite white on white blouse to the first party; it is embroidered with flowers and looks wonderful over a bathing suit. Make that LOOKED wonderful. I hung the blouse up when I came home because I had only had it on for a short period of time before I hung it on the back of my chair. Today, I was sorting through clothes for a vacation that my daughter is taking me on to Florida. I, of course, reached for that blouse to use as a cover up. Just imagine my reaction when I saw that there was a HUGE burn hole right in the middle of the back of the blouse. I sincerely doubt that whoever did it was aware of it, considering the amount of alcohol that was consumed. It just struck me as so ironic that I am not smoking and one of my favorite items of clothing now has a BURN hole. I looked at it closely to see if there was SOME way it could be saved, patched, cut off, ANYTHING. Nope the hole is too high up, too large, and would never be repairable. I would call that irony. I actually laughed as I looked at it because it just seemed so ridiculous. I wonder how many times I burned a hole in someone’s clothing without even knowing it.
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