like a night in the forest, like the mountains in springtime
like a walk in the rain, like a storm in the desert
like a sleepy blue ocean, come fill me again.
come let me love you, let me give my life to you
let me drown in your laughter, let me die in your arms
let me lay down beside you, let me always be with you
come let me love you, come love me again.
this evening was the second time it's happened...i've been mugged again...by the same neighborhood thugs...
set my backpack down to turn around and get the mail and turn back and suddenly i'm surrounded by 3 squirrel thugs...they could smell the sealed bag of peanuts in my backpack...they were just too damn cute for me to not open the bag and share....
gotta love lil furry squirrel critters...they're adorable...and the one last week right outside my apt. headed up the tree with the head of a jonquil in it's mouth...which last summer i saw said squirrelly do the same thing with the head off one my fuchias.
I just read a post that - pissed me off !! How can anyone put PJ fans in (3) catagories. What an ass. Well, I'm happy to say I fit in NONE of the catagories. There must be 100 different types of people on here and it amazes me everytime. PJ fans range in age from 18 to upper 50's. Most of us have been around for (20) yrs.
Let's not forget the band members are now in their 40's and in the prime of their lives - not anywhere near over the hill. I've been around 20 yrs and to me they look better than ever.
this evening was the second time it's happened...i've been mugged again...by the same neighborhood thugs...
set my backpack down to turn around and get the mail and turn back and suddenly i'm surrounded by 3 squirrel thugs...they could smell the sealed bag of peanuts in my backpack...they were just too damn cute for me to not open the bag and share....
gotta love lil furry squirrel critters...they're adorable...and the one last week right outside my apt. headed up the tree with the head of a jonquil in it's mouth...which last summer i saw said squirrelly do the same thing with the head off one my fuchias.
Squirrels are so bold sometimes!
We used to call our garbage bin in Rochester the Squirrel Cafe because they liked to go in and pull out some snacks.
I came here to write my instant thought, it's about a squirrel too- sort of weird
I went out for my morning coffee on the front porch- took a moment to look down on the hyacinth and daffs in the garden on the front walk. Thought about the seasons, natures change of seasons, that my life ticks along with natures clock, I turn to sit in the rocker and there resting quietly on the porch floor beneath the hole in the eaves, the one thats been repaired twice and then just reluctantly accepted, lay "lil fucker".
This little squirrel got his name one summer evening after a hard days work to remove a tree next to our porch. A tree that provided easy access to said hole in the eaves. There in the dusk my husband and I sat triumphantly sipping our cold brew as this squirrel climbs up the railing of the porch, right past us, shinies up the porch post to the covered lattice and makes his way to bed. All of 5 seconds after a day of hauling branches.
My husband and I do not look at each other. We focus our eyes ahead at the lack of action in the cul de sac and my husband sighs and whispers "lil fucker". And so this squirrel gets his name.
The seasons pass, his coming and goings recorded often. The clop clop of lil fucker hopping in the boards of the covered porch, sounding the size of a raccoon overhead, made even scarier on a Halloween night. The cold snowy just dark evenings that he climbs to bed with a mouthful of leaves for added warmth. The springtime mornings I am busy here at the computer I see him pass to start his day. The hot-lanta summer afternoons he chooses to lounge on the porch railing to hot for the hole in the eaves. His seasons pass with us.
My husband comes now to take lil fucker to his resting place, he has come and gone for his last time. I hear my husband tenderly say "oh lil buster I'm sorry" and so from now on he will be fondly remembered as Lil Buster.
there was a mean stray cat that used to come up on my porch when it would rain. this thing was FUCKING MEAN !! It was a given, rain would mean having this hissing cat beast on my porch. He finally let me give him food and water and pet him a few times during a really long spell of rain and storms. that was the last i've seen of him. I called him Devil Cat.
Now when it rains and I sit on my porch I miss him sometimes. he was such a mean son of a bitch !!
I think that's what I liked about him.
Peace, Love.
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel
Today I skipped the gym and tried a " mini triathlon " at the rec center. Much tougher than I thought.
Ran (1) mile, stationary bike (30) minutes and swam only (2) laps. I felt I was about to drown
The water was so warm and soothing, I decided stay & float around for awhile. I'm so tired I need a nap.
I wonder when my brain will stop being so scattered..... And when I will start making some decisions.... The right ones.
And why do I feel like I'm on crack in the mornings?
And, its been a year since I got a tattoo... Starting to get the itch.
And, I desperately need a haircut.
definitely know what cha mean on the first one
though it feel like i'm on heroin or something today...seems like i'm going around in a sleepy fog :yawn:
that's one deision i've made...not that i have anything against 'em, but i'm gonna be a freak by not having any tattoos
yes i desperately need to go get my haircut also...maybe tomorrow...cause right now i'd fall asleep in the shampoo bowl the second she began massaging my scalp
I wonder when my brain will stop being so scattered..... And when I will start making some decisions.... The right ones.
And why do I feel like I'm on crack in the mornings?
And, its been a year since I got a tattoo... Starting to get the itch.
And, I desperately need a haircut.
definitely know what cha mean on the first one
though it feel like i'm on heroin or something today...seems like i'm going around in a sleepy fog :yawn:
that's one deision i've made...not that i have anything against 'em, but i'm gonna be a freak by not having any tattoos
yes i desperately need to go get my haircut also...maybe tomorrow...cause right now i'd fall asleep in the shampoo bowl the second she began massaging my scalp
Ahhh, that sounds soooo nice....
And yes, crack in the a.m., ambien @ 6 p.m. for me.
End of the day- still haven't decided. Perhaps tomorrow..... Or not.
Hi Wolf, no one can compete with Eddie's talent. You are so right !
I'm not even saying that, I'm just saying that Tim M. has zero talent !
O.K. O.K. I get, I really I do !! I lost my mind, it must of been those tight jeans and cowboy hat. And I'm not into that look too much. For some reason I find that a little sexy. I hope this passes soon
I think its just the fantasy of making sweet love in a wheat field as the sun set reflects off of the sweaty cowboy's muscles, as the horses graze in the distance....
I think its just the fantasy of making sweet love in a wheat field as the sun set reflects off of the sweaty cowboy's muscles, as the horses graze in the distance....
Oh... Is it just me?!?
I'm a little worried that horses found a way into your fantasy :?
Peace, Love.
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel
I think its just the fantasy of making sweet love in a wheat field as the sun set reflects off of the sweaty cowboy's muscles, as the horses graze in the distance....
Oh... Is it just me?!?
I'm a little worried that horses found a way into your fantasy :?
Umm, duh! You have to get to the fields on the cliffs overlooking the mountains somehow.
I need to go watch Flicka now.... Too much hottness!
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Life is Good !!!
like a walk in the rain, like a storm in the desert
like a sleepy blue ocean, come fill me again.
come let me love you, let me give my life to you
let me drown in your laughter, let me die in your arms
let me lay down beside you, let me always be with you
come let me love you, come love me again.
....... RIP J.D. ............
yeah, not too bad.
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel
set my backpack down to turn around and get the mail and turn back and suddenly i'm surrounded by 3 squirrel thugs...they could smell the sealed bag of peanuts in my backpack...they were just too damn cute for me to not open the bag and share....
gotta love lil furry squirrel critters...they're adorable...and the one last week right outside my apt. headed up the tree with the head of a jonquil in it's mouth...which last summer i saw said squirrelly do the same thing with the head off one my fuchias.
angels share laughter
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Let's not forget the band members are now in their 40's and in the prime of their lives - not anywhere near over the hill. I've been around 20 yrs and to me they look better than ever.
Sorry - but I had to vent.
Let me scrape my jaw off the floor....
At least my day ends better than it started.
Squirrels are so bold sometimes!
We used to call our garbage bin in Rochester the Squirrel Cafe because they liked to go in and pull out some snacks.
I went out for my morning coffee on the front porch- took a moment to look down on the hyacinth and daffs in the garden on the front walk. Thought about the seasons, natures change of seasons, that my life ticks along with natures clock, I turn to sit in the rocker and there resting quietly on the porch floor beneath the hole in the eaves, the one thats been repaired twice and then just reluctantly accepted, lay "lil fucker".
This little squirrel got his name one summer evening after a hard days work to remove a tree next to our porch. A tree that provided easy access to said hole in the eaves. There in the dusk my husband and I sat triumphantly sipping our cold brew as this squirrel climbs up the railing of the porch, right past us, shinies up the porch post to the covered lattice and makes his way to bed. All of 5 seconds after a day of hauling branches.
My husband and I do not look at each other. We focus our eyes ahead at the lack of action in the cul de sac and my husband sighs and whispers "lil fucker". And so this squirrel gets his name.
The seasons pass, his coming and goings recorded often. The clop clop of lil fucker hopping in the boards of the covered porch, sounding the size of a raccoon overhead, made even scarier on a Halloween night. The cold snowy just dark evenings that he climbs to bed with a mouthful of leaves for added warmth. The springtime mornings I am busy here at the computer I see him pass to start his day. The hot-lanta summer afternoons he chooses to lounge on the porch railing to hot for the hole in the eaves. His seasons pass with us.
My husband comes now to take lil fucker to his resting place, he has come and gone for his last time. I hear my husband tenderly say "oh lil buster I'm sorry" and so from now on he will be fondly remembered as Lil Buster.
there was a mean stray cat that used to come up on my porch when it would rain. this thing was FUCKING MEAN !! It was a given, rain would mean having this hissing cat beast on my porch. He finally let me give him food and water and pet him a few times during a really long spell of rain and storms. that was the last i've seen of him. I called him Devil Cat.
Now when it rains and I sit on my porch I miss him sometimes. he was such a mean son of a bitch !!
I think that's what I liked about him.
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel
Ran (1) mile, stationary bike (30) minutes and swam only (2) laps. I felt I was about to drown
The water was so warm and soothing, I decided stay & float around for awhile. I'm so tired I need a nap.
*I hate Coldplay... green day... blink 182... etc
And why do I feel like I'm on crack in the mornings?
And, its been a year since I got a tattoo... Starting to get the itch.
And, I desperately need a haircut.
definitely know what cha mean on the first one
though it feel like i'm on heroin or something today...seems like i'm going around in a sleepy fog :yawn:
that's one deision i've made...not that i have anything against 'em, but i'm gonna be a freak by not having any tattoos
yes i desperately need to go get my haircut also...maybe tomorrow...cause right now i'd fall asleep in the shampoo bowl the second she began massaging my scalp
angels share laughter
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such a TURN ON !!!
yes, you
And yes, crack in the a.m., ambien @ 6 p.m. for me.
End of the day- still haven't decided. Perhaps tomorrow..... Or not.
May Be
Yes, I know Tim's got competition, but right now - he's the man of the week !!!
Hot? maybe. Talent ? no.
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel
Eddie's got the soulful sexy that no one can compare to
I completely agree !!!!! Eddie is #1. Thanks for the photo's !!
I'm not even saying that, I'm just saying that Tim M. has zero talent !
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel
O.K. O.K. I get, I really I do !! I lost my mind, it must of been those tight jeans and cowboy hat. And I'm not into that look too much. For some reason I find that a little sexy. I hope this passes soon
Oh... Is it just me?!?
I'm a little worried that horses found a way into your fantasy :?
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel
I need to go watch Flicka now.... Too much hottness!