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‘Twas the week after Christmas’

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‘Twas the week after Christmas, and all through the house nothing would fit me, not even a blouse. The cookies I’d nibbled, the eggnog I’d tasted, all the holiday parties had gone to my waist.

When I got on the scales, there arose such a number! When I walked to the store (less a walk than a lumber). I’d remember the marvelous meals I’d prepared; The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rare… The wine and the rum balls, the bread and the cheese and the way I’d never said, “No thank you, please.” As I dressed myself in my husband’s old shirt and prepared once again to battle the dirt… I said to myself, as I only can “You can’t spend a winter dressed like a man!” So…away with the last of the sour cream dip, Get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip. Every last bit of food that I like must be banished ‘Till all the additional ounces have vanished.’

I won’t have a cookie, not even a lick; I’ll want only to chew on a long celery stick. I won’t have hot biscuits, or cornbread, or pie, I’ll munch on a carrot and quietly cry. I’m hungry, I’m lonesome, and life is a bore… But isn’t that what January is for? Unable to giggle, no longer a riot. Happy New Years to All and to All a Good Diet!

I hope you enjoyed this bit of whimsy.

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Many blessings,
Cherokee Billie

‘Twas the week after Christmas’

‘Twas the week after Christmas’

‘Twas the week after Christmas, and all through the house nothing would fit me, not even a blouse. The cookies I’d nibbled, the eggnog I’d tasted, all the holiday parties had gone to my waist.

When I got on the scales, there arose such a number! When I walked to the store (less a walk than a lumber). I’d remember the marvelous meals I’d prepared; The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rare… The wine and the rum balls, the bread and the cheese and the way I’d never said, “No thank you, please.” As I dressed myself in my husband’s old shirt and prepared once again to battle the dirt… I said to myself, as I only can “You can’t spend a winter dressed like a man!” So…away with the last of the sour cream dip, Get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip. Every last bit of food that I like must be banished ‘Till all the additional ounces have vanished.’

I won’t have a cookie, not even a lick; I’ll want only to chew on a long celery stick. I won’t have hot biscuits, or cornbread, or pie, I’ll munch on a carrot and quietly cry. I’m hungry, I’m lonesome, and life is a bore… But isn’t that what January is for? Unable to giggle, no longer a riot. Happy New Years to All and to All a Good Diet!

I hope you enjoyed this bit of whimsy.

Many blessings,
Cherokee Billie

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Become the Soulmate You Seek!

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Many people spend their lives searching for their “soulmate”, finding that Mr. or Ms. Right to make their lives complete. When this happens, they are sabotaging their own lives and living in limbo. Instead of trying to improve themselves and their situations, like moving to a better place with more employment, pursuing other interests and passions, getting a higher education, and accepting job offers, they find it more convenient being stuck in their comfort zones. They may stay at home and watch TV or spend excessive amounts of time on their computer, instead of going out and developing their social skills. They feel more comfortable texting on their phones, instead of face to face or phone call interactions. Instead of diet and exercising, they adapt to a sedentary lifestyle and eating unhealthy comfort foods. What we need to think about is instead of “looking” for someone else to “transform” our lives and asking how and where to find that soulmate, the question that we should ask ourselves is, “How do I create the life that I want for myself?” and “What can I do to improve myself so I can attract the right person?”

If you would like assistance on finding a soulmate and creating a new life contact me by CLICKING HERE. Together we can create the life you desire.

Many blessings,
Cherokee Billie

Summer Special on Medical Intuitive!


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I, Cherokee Billie, will take the time to listen to you and to offer you real, practical solutions and answers. I will ‘read’ your body and help you to understand its cry for help.

I am a doctor of Naturopathic medicine and I offer advice on diet, nutrition, exercise, and supplements. Naturopathic practice includes many different modalities such as: nutrition,supplements, physical medicine (includes osseous and soft tissue manipulative therapy, physiotherapy, sports medicine, exercise and hydrotherapy) I specialize in chronic fatigue, Fibromyalgia, weight loss, digestive, intestinal problems, and eating programs for people who have had gastric bypass surgery using alternative medicine.

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‘Twas the week after Christmas’


‘Twas the week after Christmas, and all through the house nothing would fit me, not even a blouse. The cookies I’d nibble, the eggnog I’d taste, all the holiday parties had gone to my waist.

When I got on the scales, there arose such a number! When I walked to the store (less a walk than a lumber). I’d remember the marvelous meals I’d prepared; The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rare… The wine and the rum balls, the bread and the cheese and the way I’d never said, “No thank you, please.” As I dressed myself in my husband’s old shirt and prepared once again to battle the dirt… I said to myself, as I only can “You can’t spend a winter dressed like a man!” So…away with the last of the sour cream dip, Get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip. Every last bit of food that I like must be banished ‘Till all the additional ounces have vanished.’

I won’t have a cookie, not even a lick; I’ll want only to chew on a long celery stick. I won’t have hot biscuits, or cornbread, or pie, I’ll munch on a carrot and quietly cry. I’m hungry, I’m lonesome, and life is a bore… But isn’t that what January is for? Unable to giggle, no longer a riot Happy New Years to All and to All a Good Diet!

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