a poor life this if, full of care, we have no time to stand and stare. ~william henry davies Similar posts:so not to get pinched......make like a tree....monday musingsblack...
so here it is, after a hilarious and rife response to words that give us the ick, i give you: ~words that make me capsize with happy~ words when uttered or heard, wrap me ’round like a soft blanket of baby, mewing kittens. like my earlier post, these words...
priscilla was feeling a bit neglected from goodniteirene of late, and has a few things she’d like to say: there. her voice has been heard. satisfied, for now, she has retreated into her pocket of priestess where she plans her next business of monkey. victories:...
car? or hair? they both are filthy, both are in dire need of a washing. i only have time for one, and yes my hair takes just as much time as a trip to the car wash. which should get the bath today? where do you weigh in m’loves? Similar posts:taking the...
it finally happened. last night, summer cast her spell of hot fever over our house. ceiling fan on cyclone, every window open wide, and my bedroom still felt like a sticky, humid louisiana swamp. how are y’all keeping cool? Similar posts:summer lovin'happy...
