Freshly Pressed: Friday Faves –out of this world


Freshly Pressed: Friday Faves

Mark Coulbourn

This week’s three posts all explore a similar topic — being comfortable in one’s own body — yet diverge on that theme in markedly different ways.

Being comfortable in one’s own skin is often more difficult than it appears. Sure, it is easy to convince oneself that he or she is all comfy and feels hunky dory, and oozing with self confidence. Share some of it with everybody else! Unfortunately, human nature has just enough flaws to allow for a lot of imperfections and the un confidence zone is a specialty. Take a look from the outside in and back again. If you get a clear picture, a clean bill of health, you are free and clear. If you are feeling a little nautious, it is probably the muscles and pasta you had last night at dinner, or maybe the veggies have finally seen the light of day.  the  , and you can save the running for the gym or you can go haggle with the salesman as you head on down to pick up your Laz-Boy, Big screen TV and remote control (and chips) before the World Series or Stanley Cup playoffs on ESPN. No hurry, I think you still have a few months before all of that. , take advantage of the La-Z-Boy sale they are having down at Sears and get psyched up for the big World Series games and the Stanley Cup on ESPN. Of course, and I’d prefer that you not breath a word of this “discourse,” don’t tell your shrink that a blogger said you should come down, take two pills and go to bed. That will neither be the answer to your ills because I don’t want to have to relocate and change my name because you couldn’t bother to take a look in your mirror and think that you might have an id, ego, or super ego on your hands or a few people you may have on or in you.  So please? This, of course, doesn’t mean that you have to go running off to the nearest shrink saying, some blogger guy accused you of being unstable. Give me a pill or cure me! It could be the death of me. It might be anything from the muscles and past that Mom cooked up didn’t quite sit well or measure up. After all, Mom does everything else pretty well, give her a pass on this and that. You can’t say anything other than, It was “delicioso,” delicious! I loved it (or something to that effect) or you will never hear the end of it. Count your lucky stars that you don’t have to deal with any of that crap.

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