my halls are decked, my {bubble-gum pink} tree is trimmed. i’m pretty sure santa has every child & critter covered present wise…..luckily santa always carries her checkbook in case she forgets….the last few years it’s been money over legos...
“the pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails.” ~william arthur me? i like to twirl in the wind. not sure what that makes me. thursday happy to you m’loves…i’m off to makes some...
so yesterday’s procedure actually went worse than i had anticipated. if you follow my tweets and facebook, many of now know i have made an about-face regarding body & mind-altering drugs. i believe in them and would desperately like to get my strung out...
root. canal. root canal. me=today=suck. i’ll be back tomorrow m’loves, hopefully in a better mood. Similar posts:One Year calming the seasnot to bragg, but.....sweat for...
clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky. ~rabindranath tagore monday happy to you m’loves. it is a scrumptious, rainy, cold monday morning here in southern california. these are my most...
my recipe for a weekend happy: one part sweat. two parts soak. four parts sweet. double what it calls for of dream. and, of course, rainbow sprinkles wherever i can toss them in. what makes for your perfect dish of a weekend? see you on the other side of sunday...
