tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43615528316827082282008-02-12T03:30:49.727-10:00Liv DeliciousBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4361552831682708228.post-88717631606096867882008-02-12T03:12:00.000-10:002008-02-12T03:30:49.763-10:00<div style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><b>One day, just before war was over,<br />my best friend Frida died.... </b></span></div> <div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><b>3 days before her 20th birthday...</b></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />I was standing by her empty bed. </span></div> <div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">My arms were empty, my brain was empty... my heart was -<br /></span></div> <div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=""> </span>filled with pain.<br />I</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">was struck with the pain of seeing that someone who was the world to me, who I loved more than life, someone who knew all of my dreams,<br />is not here anymore....<br />I learned that there are times when<br />there isn't any more.<br /><br />No more hugs,</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />no more lucky moments to laugh and full around together, </span></div> <div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">no more borrowing each others clothes, </span></div> <div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">no more dreaming about what we want to be when we grow up,<br />no more phone calls just to chat,</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />No more "just one minute"<br /><br />Sometimes, what we care about the most goes away.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Never to return.<br />I could not believe it. I didn't want to believe it.<br />When she died, the part of me has died.<br />The dreams I shared with her, the secrets only she knew... and the beauty of her favorite color, color of the summer sky.... </span></div> <div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></div> <div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">I didn't have a chance to say enough "I love yous" to her. She deserved those words.</span></div> <div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">19 years of life that we shared.... </span></div> <div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">19 millions of loving moments... </span></div> <div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">19 thousand laffs... </span></div> <div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">19 hundred tears... </span></div> <div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">19 phone calls a day.....<br />would all fit into one big hug and one "I love you... you are my summer sky"<br /><br />But I never had a chance to say the one "I love you" that could maybe, save her life.<br /><br />I was powerless.... </span></div> <div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">she died... in between cold hospital walls, without proper care.... because there were too many people to care for.... too many solders, too many children wounded in the war... too little doctors and too little friends to hold her hand.</span></div> <div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">There was no U2, playing her favorite song 'Desire'.... there was no heartshaped candle that she loved the most, noone to say that she is ok despite what happened, she was all alone, in between cold hospital walls…</span></div> <div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">so she left this painful place, without that one special "I love you" that could save her life...<br /><br />Say "I Love You."</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br />Life is precious... Life of a friend is precioulicious!<br />It feeds two hearts.<br /><br />I learned how important is when your friend gives you heart, to care for it and fix it when it's broken<br />and to take good care of it when it's sick.<br /><br />This is true for friendships... and marriage<br /><br />Some things we keep --</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />like a precious photo of a old gramma,<br />or a memory we grew up with.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />There are just some things that</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">we keep - and grow....</span></div> <div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=""> </span>like a bank account, a plant, a dog (even with a broken leg), </span></div> <div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">a child and a friend.... no matter what, we keep them.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />We keep them because they are worth it,</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Because we cherish them!</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 14, 5);font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;">Life is important,</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />and so are the people we know<br />And so, we keep them close!<br /></span></div>Liv Delicioustag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4361552831682708228.post-64257373830090265352007-11-14T14:15:00.000-10:002007-11-15T12:56:03.974-10:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.animaltalk.us/images/uploads/image0098.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.animaltalk.us/images/uploads/image0098.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Aloha Delicious creatures!</span><br /><br />This is real fun post, taken from Rebbecca, daughter of my biz partner and friend, Rick Wilkes.<br /><br />She loves animals! Her website is simply Delicious!<br /><br />Here are just few fun photos, there are plenty more on her webby!<br /><a href="http://www.animaltalk.com/"> http://www.animaltalk.us</a><br /><br />Stay Delicious!<br />Eat Delicious!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Helena</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.animaltalk.us/images/uploads/image00124.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.animaltalk.us/images/uploads/image00124.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.animaltalk.us/images/uploads/image00214.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.animaltalk.us/images/uploads/image00214.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.animaltalk.us/images/uploads/image0049.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.animaltalk.us/images/uploads/image0049.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.animaltalk.us/images/uploads/image00310.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.animaltalk.us/images/uploads/image00310.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.animaltalk.us/for/Animals/what-chefs-do-when-they-are-bored/"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.animaltalk.us/for/Animals/what-chefs-do-when-they-are-bored/" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.animaltalk.us/images/uploads/image0059.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.animaltalk.us/images/uploads/image0059.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Helena/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-10.jpg" alt="" />Liv Delicioustag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4361552831682708228.post-55345581381526860452007-11-13T21:17:00.000-10:002007-11-13T21:39:25.787-10:00<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Scott's newest book!</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">For you!</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">For free!</span><br /><br />Many of you know how much I love new, fresh, Delicious people stepping up and sharing their ideas.<br />One of my ultimate favorites is Scott Ginsberg. Yup, that guy with the nametag.<br />Indeed, at this point of my biz growth, there is nobody I would radder learn from.<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">He is Delicious!</span><br />Check him out and get his newest book for FREE!<br />It's a pure pleasure; I completed it in a day, in just 2 sittings!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);">Get a Name for Yourself and Liv Delicious!</span><br />You will love it!<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Warm Alohas to all,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Helena</span></div>Liv Delicioustag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4361552831682708228.post-68548390295637525832007-10-19T19:26:00.000-10:002007-10-19T20:03:44.775-10:001. I have twin sister. I am 18 minutes older.<br />2. Her name is Jelena. We are fraternal. We are totally different.<br />3. All of my pets were named MICKEY (hamster, turtle, bunny, duck and cat).<br />4. My Grandma is 83 and has 13 hobbies! Yup! However, she can't remember all of them.<br />5. I don't know how to translate LIV DELICIOUS into Croatian.<br />6. I am a great cook! I can even make a cake from scratch<br />7. At the age of 12, I wanted to become a nun! But my mom said I was too talkative for that.<br />8. I fainted twice, of the fear of speaking English<br />9. I tap every day.<br />10. When I was a little girl, I wanted to marry Santa.Liv Delicious