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I might not be that beautiful or the sexiest... nor have the perfect body... I might not be anyone's first choice... but I am a GREAT choice... I don't pretend to be someone else... cause I am too good at being ME... I might not be proud of some of the things I've done... but I am proud of who I am today. Take me as I am or...... don't take me at all! I am fascinated with Marilyn Monroe's interesting life and her mysterious and untimely death. You're never too old to be young. Cats are my role model. I learned a lot from them. When I grow up, I wanna be a tiger. I don't ask for much. I am so easy to please. So far I haven't found anybody who could offer me everything. I'm not here to fight. If you wanna fight, go look for somebody else. I'm here to have fun, and FUN it is going to be.
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I love tigers and, coincidentally, I was born in the Year of the Tiger. I must've been a tiger in a former life. I am the queen of the castle, my castle that is. I like myself just the way I am. I am beautiful, and nobody can tell me otherwise. I have expensive tastes, but not enough money to fully satisfy my materialistic desires. A few years ago, I spent a fabulous month in Hawaii. That's when I fell in love with it. I hope to go back there for another marvelous vacation someday. I was born in the YEAR OF THE TIGER. Tiger people are difficult to resist, for they are magnetic characters and their natural air of authority confers a certain prestige on them. They are tempestuous yet calm, warm-hearted yet fearsome, courageous in the face of danger yet yielding, soft and mysterious in unexpected places. They enjoy a life full of challenges and unexpected events, like visiting unusual places and meeting interesting or outstanding people. Other people in their area are easily attracted by the tiger's enthusiasm and way of life. Tigers find pleasure in the unpredictable, and while other people would rather make a backward step, they are not afraid to explore the new and unusual. But it is not that simple to interest the Tiger. What they really need is first-hand experience. Usually open and frank, these people are likely to withdraw and can be aggressive when trapped. As soon as the Tiger has regained their sense of security their confidence also returns, enabling them to set out once more. These people usually tend to trust their instincts, though there is another side of their personality, which assesses situations thoughtfully before they launch any actions. Their friends usually secretly admire their determination and optimism, though sometimes may find it complicated to share the Tiger's enthusiasm and can be pushed away and left behind. Although Tigers can be courageous and generous friends, if they are not able to achieve what they want, they can be inflexible and self-centered. So if your friend was born in the year of the Tiger, there will be highs and lows in your friendship, but the friendship itself will remain firm. My Alter Ego This is the username I first used on ezboard back in November 1999 when I first joined ezboard. SmokieTopaz was created later because I thought that people interpreted the name TigerLady the wrong way. TigerLady simply symbolizes my love of tigers. On the other hand, SmokieTopaz is the name of my birthhstone, spelled a bit diffrerently. SmokieTopaz kind of took over and became my main username, more popular, for some reason, than TigerLady. TigerLady
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I grew up in Europe during the time when Brigitte Bardot was the sex symbol all men were dreaming about, and Salvatore Adamo was the sexy voice I liked to listen to. This video brings back memories of my youth. The three of us grew old together... This just shows that, whether you are famous or not, we all age. Beauty is skin deep and fame vanishes with time. But if we are still around, that means that we are lucky.
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Life is short. Break the rules, forgive quickly, kiss slowly, love truly, laugh uncontrollably, and never regret anything that made you smile. Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we're here we should dance. I will love you with no regard to the actions of our enemies and the jelousies of actors. I will love you with no regard to the outrage of certain parents or the boredom of certain friends. I will love you no matter what is served in the world's cafeterias or what game is played at each and every recess. I will love you you no matter how many fire drills we are all forced to endure, and no matter what is drawn upon the blackboard in blurry, boring chalk. I will love you no matter how many mistakes I make when trying to reduce fractions, and no matter how difficult it is to memorize the periodic table. I will love you no matter what your locker combination was, or how you decided to spend your time during study hall. I will love you no matter how your soccer team performed in the torunament or how many stains I received on my cheerleading uniform. I will love you if I never see you again, and I will love you if I see you every Tuesday. I will love you if you cut your hair and I will love you if you cut the hair of others. I will love you if you abandon your baticeering, and I will love you if you retire from the theater to take up some other, less dangerous occupation. I will love you if you drop your raincoat on the floor instead of hanging it up and I will love you if you betray your father. I will love you even if you announce that the poetry of Edgar Guest is the best in the world and even if you announce that the work of Zilpha Keatley Snyder is unbearably tedious. I will love you if you anandon the theremin and take up the harmonica and I will love you if you donate your marmosets to the zooand your tree frogs to M. I will love you as the starfish loves a coral reef and as kudzu loves trees, even if the oceans turn to sawdust and the trees fall in the forest without anyone around to hear them. I will love you as the pesto loves the fetuccini and as the horseradish loves the miyagi, as the tempura loves the ikura and the pepperoni loves the pizza. I will love you as the manatee loves the head of lettuce and the dark spot loves the leopard, as the leech loves the ankle of a wader and as a corpse loves the beak of the vulture. I will love you as the doctor loves his sickest patient and a lake loves its thirstiest swimmer. I will love you as the beard loves the chin, and the crumbs love the beard, and the damp napkin loves the crumbs, and the precious document loves the dampness in the napkin, and the squinitng eye of the reader loves the smudged print of the document, and the tears of sadness love the squinting eye as it misreads what is written. I will love you as the iceberg loves the ship, and the passengers love the lifeboat, and the lifeboat loves the teeth of the sperm whale, and the sperm whale loves the flavor of naval uniforms. I will love you as a child loves to overhear the conversations of its parents, and the parents love the sound of their own arguing voices, and as the pen loves to write down the words these voices utter in a notebook for safekeeping. I will love you as a shingle loves falling off a house on a windy day and striking a grumpy person across the chin, and as an oven loves malfunctioning in the middle of roasting a turkey. I will love you as an airplane loves to fall from a clear blue sky and as an escalator loves to entangle expensive scarves in the mechanisms. I will love you as a wet paper towel loves to be crumpled into a ball and thrown at a bathroom ceiling and an eraser loves to leave dust in the hairdos of people who talk too much. I will love you as a cufflink loves to drop from its shirt and explore the party for itself and as a pair of white gloves loves to slip delicately into the punchbowl. I will love you as a taxi loves the muddy splash of a puddle and as a library loves the patient tick of a clock. I will love you as a thief loves a gallery and as a crow loves a murder, as a cloud loves bats and as a range loves braes. I will love you as misfortune loves orphans, as fire loves innocence and as justice loves to sit and watch while everything goes wrong. I will love you as a battlefield loves young men and as peppermints love your allergies, and I will love you as the banana peel loves the shoe of a man who was just struck by a shingle falling off a house. I will love you as a volunteer fire department loves rushing into burning buildings and as burning buildings love to chase them back out, and as the parachute loves to leave a blimp and as a blimp operator loves to chase after it. I will love you as a daggerls etain person's back, and as a certain person loves to wear daggerproof tunics, and as a daggerproof tunic loves to go to a certain dry cleaning facility, and how a certain employee of a dry cleaning facility loves to stay up late with a pair of binoculars, watching a dagger factory for hours in the hopes of catching a burglar, and as a burglar loves sneaking up behind people with binoculars, suddenly realizing that she has left her dagger at home. I will love you as a drawer loves a secret compartment, and as a secret compartment loves a secret, and as a secret loves to make a person gasp, and as a gasping person loves a glass of brandy to calm their nerves, and as a glass of brandy loves to shatter on the floor, and as the noise of gasping loves a nearby desk to lean against, even if leaning against it presses a lever that loves to open a drawer and reveal a secret compartment. I will love you untill all such compartments are discovered and opened, and until all the secrets have gone gasping into the world. I will love you until all the codes and hearts have been broken and until every anagram and egg has been unscrambled. I will love you until every fire is extinguished and until every home is rebuilt from the handsomest and most susceptible of woods, and until every criminal is handcuffed by the laziest of policemen. I will love you until M. hates snakes and J. hates grammar, and I will love you until C. realizes S. is not worthy of his love and N. realizes he is not worthy of the V. I will love you until the bird hates a nest and the worm hates an apple, and until the apple hates a nest, although honestly I cannot imagine that last occurence no matter how hard I try. I will love you as we grow older, which has just happened, and has happened again, and happened several days ago, continuously, and then several years before that, and will continue to happen as the spinning hands of every clock and the flipping pages of every calendar mark the passage of time, except for the clocks that people have forgotten to wind and calendars that people have frgotten to place in a highly visible area. I will love you as we find ourselves farther and farther from one another, where once we were so close that we could slip the curved straw, and the long, slender spoon, between our lips and fingers respectively. I will love you until the chances of us running into one another slip rom slim to zero, and until your face is fogged by distant memory, and your memory faced by distant fog, and your fog memorized by distant faces, and your distance distanced by your memorized memory of a foggy fog. I will love you no matter where you go and who you see, no matter where you avoid and who you don't see, and no matter who sees you avoiding where you go. I will love you no matter what happens to you, and no matter how I discover this, and no matter how I am discovered after what happens to me happens to me as I am discovering this. I will love you if you don't marry me. I will love you if you marry someone else--your co-star, perhaps, or Y., or even O., or anyone Z. through A., even R.--although sadly I believe it will be quite som time before two women can be allowed to marry--and I will love you if you have a child, and I will love you if you have two children, or three children, or even more, although I personally think three is plenty, and I will love you if you never marry at all, and never have children, and spend your years wishing you had married me after all, and I must say that on late, cold nights I prefer this scenario out of all the scenarios I have mentioned. That, Beatrice, is how I will love you even as the world goes on its wicked way. Lemony Snicket, The Beatrice Letters NYPD - New York City's finest
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Cookie and Smokie My children found Cookie in the park. Somebody took her away from her mom. She was only a few days old. I had to bottle feed her until she learned to eat solid food on her own. She is now 15 years old. She's been a healthy cat her whole life until a couple of years ago. First she developed pyometra and had to have surgery. I didn't realize immediately that she was sick until she stopped eating and drinking and would just lay there in a fetal position. Our vet is very good, so he saved her life. The surgery was risky, but she pulled through. Now she has diabetes and I have to give her insulin shots twice a day. It is not easy to have two old pets in the house, but I do whatever it takes to keep them happy. They have filled my life with their charming presence for many years and they deserve to be well taken care of and loved forever. In addition to her diabetes, Cookie later developed a cancerous tumor on her nipple. Because of her age and diabetes, the tumor couldn't be biopsied or removed surgically. It was too risky. She lived with her cancer several months. But she passed away today, 7/31/09, at the age of 16. I am heartbroken. Smokie became part of my family at the age of 8 months old, when a neighbor unexpectedly brought her to my door, thinking that the cat belonged to my upstairs neighbor. The neighbor next door found her going through our garbage cans. The poor kitten was undernourished, just skin and bone, but in a good condition other than that. I didn't need another cat so I fed her and gave her water, with the intention of letting her go her own way after that. But she didn't want to go anywhere but stay with me. I didn't have the heart to reject her, so I ended up adopting her. She is a very good cat. She is always around and she is not shy to show me that she loves me as much as I love her.

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My Pets' Rainbow Bridge

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Arwi aka RY passed away on July 12, 2009. Even though she's no longer with us, she will always have a special place in my heart.



July 2009 was the worst month for me. After having lost my dear Arwi, my sweet cat Cookie passed away on July 31. Needless to say that having your heart broken two times in several days is terrible. I am trying to think of all the wonderful moments I had with my two beloved pets and not of their painful departure. I am also showering with love my only pet I have left - Smokie. Tears, love and fabulous memories will help me mend my broken heart.

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