Great post. I used to be an avid blogger at Blogster when Eddie was still over there. Then the change happened, and it wasn't a fun change. Quit blogging. Then slowly came over here. I don't feel the pull to blog like I used to. Maybe it's due to the fact that I'm out of practice, or my brain is more muddled then usual. At any rate, your post is so encouraging to blog here ... perhaps this'll propel me to use language in the written form to convey my mind. Thanks.
Fantastic!!! You are radiating so much happy, I can feel it. (p.s. I love it when men snore, too)
Temp means you can move around. Temp means they offer you insurance because you are full-time employee of a Temp Agency. Temp means if you hate the gig, you can take a different one. Temp means freedom and 'hey it's Tuesday. I don't wanna work'. Sounds good to me ...
Maybe you could post a sign on your desk "Got the poops. Be back in 1/2hr"
Yesterday, huge crying day for most women I know. Wonder if the stars/planetary vibe were a bit weepy and we felt the brunt of it. Damn ovaries.
There's this great song I sing when a man and lonely sting my heart: Patsy Cline "Someday". I think Jim Reeves sang it first. Anyway ... I'll email you the lyrics ... it goes a bit like this: "I know that someday you're going to want me to want you, when I'm in love with somebody new"
Love you!!!
hey, baby. you sound like you are healin' up mighty fine. Sweeeeet!!
LOL
Shake. That. A**!!
congrats on the victory. you must feel amazing for that!
and I appreciate your opinion and have listened. i may not agree. but i listen and recognize your opinion.
Marriage is about love. All people want love and companionship. Who is to judge? Becareful how you throw stones, it's usually the person with the problem who is the problem.
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