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Two days ago I woke up with a wonderful view on the river in the snow.kids need to be given some chores, a good talkin to, and prolly they needa go huntin switches because their behavior is downright appalling. I tell my kids to take pity on subs, cause well, C’mon, y’all had subs, you know. You just know when you see somethin like that, there are gonna be doors of interest. I know he’s tired because he drank two whole cups of coffee and suggested I buy two tiny, overpriced jars of Dickenson’s preserves today, in flavors he doesn’t even eat. It had butterflies on the inside and they were trimmed in orange — even then, Moo loved orange. I put on my raincoat and my flip-flops, grabbed my umbrella, and insisted my family do the same. She still doesn’t like to go out when it’s rainin cats n’ dogs, but she goes. In the van, the idiot light would come on when it hit an eighth. I stopped myself from asking if the brainy one has been in EVERY FUCKIN WEDNESDAY FOR THE LAST FOUR MONTHS?! But then, later, I’d go into the master bath and scream in horror, having left my beauty in the main bath. I said we could order the bruschetta, the maza plate, spinach & artichoke dip, stuffed mushrooms, crab cakes, or baked brie — he’d have to choose one. “I can’t believe I need another Coke before you do! I had Mountain Dew for breakfast and a Double Shot at lunch.” Caffeine overload doesn’t happen to him. I’d like to take the day off and spend it here on the sofa. This week coming up shows a SPLENDIDLY BARREN CALENDAR! Cee’s Share Your World is a weekly feature and all are welcome to join in and play along. He says his brain is cloudy and his body feels numb. Moo is wearing her lavender raincoat from Kmart. We all stood in amazement, at her seemingly eternal puddle. She said a person with a brain will be in Wednesday and she will ask her if she knows how to juice. For a time, I was certain my family and pets came into the bathroom to worship my delicate beauty in the glow of the dimmer. ” I went back to the master bath, grimaced, turned the light off, and went to work. Once The Mister puttered into the Marco’s lot we were seated in the rounded curve of a corner booth, all candlelit and cozy. It struck me as funny-odd that she didn’t know the birds in question were mourning doves, but then I had to mention in a family of birders, I never had the opportunity to not know which birds were which. It’s one of those things that always made me feel like I didn’t belong. They’d sit there with their bird books and talk about birds for hours. I’d have better things to do before 80, but then maybe I’d get so bored, I’d watch birds, too. Sissy didn’t think birds were boring at all, and so my mother had given her bird books. God didn’t intend for people to live here, I tell ya! Flash to me back home, watching MIL’s birds at the feeders, listening to learn as much as I could from her. I totally didn’t care about the birds nesting in the wreath on the porch. Just another thing in a long list of things taken for granted. Now, at my own house, even though I’m not 80, I have squealed so loudly at a visiting hummingbird, I scared him off! I spend a great deal of time staring out my window. ” I was readin vanbytheriver last night, which was a fun little read about birds and love. When I was young, particularly in my teens, they’d drive me to eye-rolling craziness with all their talk of birds. I’d sit there and think It was alright that my grandmother watched birds, because she lived on a lake and spent all her time staring out the window, but she was like 80 or somethin, and there wasn’t a lot for her to do… Don’t you know Sissy had the same boring bird chats with my mother? It’s good for the children to have natural encounters, right? For some time, we tried to use whatever light came in and then finally, he replaced those bulbs with some soft twenty-watters and we were like, “Ah.” Slowly, I grew ever more beautiful over time.

The present time we have seen that Whatsapp installed in every smartphone and many people use this app for chatting with his friends and family members. Do you know where your umbrella is or do you frantically search for it all over your apartment/house? The girls took their umbrellas, so if it was raining hard, I’d put on a hat to get my umbrella. I recharge at home mostly, seldom in physical solitude. Name three things you and your spouse, partner or best friend to have in common. Much as I hated the pace of my busy week, I ran the full gamut of emotions, not the least of which was weeping with joy on several occasions. So walk, how peoples, many schedule, too much drive. I prefer logging into the outernet daily, briefly, as is my accustomed manner. She was so sick from exhaustion on Thursday, I couldn’t send her to school. She’d been dying to wear them and finally had opportunity. right about there is when we figured out why we’d found them in pristine condition. The toes had dug in, and red rings appeared across the top of Moo’s feet. That’s two streets east of Meridian and then north a bit. Of course, the sun had set, and everything looks different in the dark. It was then I became adamant about the 151-ness of Delaware, and enormous buildings do not disappear in an evening. Not a lot of places open for the cold, hungry, tired Motterns to eat. #Thursday Doors is part of an inspired post series run by Norm Frampton. I don’t want to say I need four seasons, but it’s a feeling similar to need, and when I didn’t have it, I pined for it. We lived in southeastern Georgia then, and in case you don’t know, because you haven’t read me write it five thousand times, it don’t rain right in Georgia. People hide in their homes when it rains and they do not know how to drive in it. The natives act like anything under 70 or the slightest bit wet is the end of the world. We don’t carry umbrellas around here unless it’s rainin cats n’ dogs. That’s something we talk about doing when we’re merely two. I pointed out payment is due in full at the time of receipt, and went over the pricing. We read and watched tv and movies all day and all night. I sweated, but couldn’t even bring myself to complain. This week it’s supposed to be unseasonably warm and I look forward to open windows and longer walks with Sadie. To see other doors of interest, or to share your own, click the link. We know it’s the crud because we watched Sassy go through the crud last week and we probably got her crud not from affectionating her, but by collecting her cruddy tissues. I had been naggin Moo for eatin all the Campbell’s, cause when I’m sick, ain’t nobody makin me chicken soup. Stream of Consciousness Saturday ‘hair’ is brought to you by Linda GHill I realize, as I have just titled this post, that you may not ‘get it’ due to the slang, but this text chat with Sassy was absolutely the funniest thing that happened all week. My kids always get excited about food, whether I cook it or stop to pick it up, but SLAY BISH was a new high for me. My stats, if you believe in that sorta thing, went up in January compared to some months, but May and August still saw more views even though I didn’t post every day. What is the strangest/weirdest thing you have ever eaten? I suppose I could teach my dog to collect branches by crawling around on the lawn, picking up the sticks with my own mouth, but I won’t. Finally, after all the holidays and back-to-schoolness, we resumed date night. Like pretty paperweights, hope, gratitude, and humility can constrain a great deal of contempt. Do you recharge your energy by going out with friends for a good time or by spending with quiet time alone? Sassy felt stuffed with pancakes and had taken to her bed, or, as she would say — gone to her cave to snuggle herself. I didn’t IMMEDIATELY respond to his text, because four minutes late and getting into car. Moo had worn the vintage Kenneth Coles she picked up at Goodwill. I said we should turn around, we’d somehow missed it. I believe in quotes like, “Bloom where you’re planted” and “No matter where you go, there you are” but I also believe for me, climate and landscape are crucial to my well-being. I’m sure people are sick of my goin on about it — but remember that — when people tell you somethin over and over, it’s because it’s important to them. I will never forget how I felt as I crossed into Kentucky and smelled the wet grass and the wild onion. She shook off the water and looked at me as if to say ‘Why are we here? '” This reminded me of when Sadie first came to be ours. If you were a great explorer, what would you explore? My time with mountains and rocks and caves is done, but I’d like to explore some LOOOOONG trails, like the kind that take weeks and months. She insists they are all hers, but nevertheless, she did remove the ones from magazines. She nodded along, but I think Ms Jones will require regular updates. I took the dog out, I made coffee, but then I went back to lounge in bed. We went out and got sammiches and came home to EAT THEM IN OUR BED. Yesterday we hit the White Water Trails along Fall Creek. Everyone was talking about the weather yesterday, especially the birds. #Thursday Doors is part of an inspired post series run by Norm Frampton. Me The girls didn’t think so, but he and I both know it’s me Who does the cooking? Neither of us, no matter what they say Who is the most stubborn? There they were, the older people, with their cell phone flashlights aimed at the menu, illuminating it entirely. I was astonished by the sheer genius of their problem-solving technique. My sweater and my hair represent me — Don’t touch, I am one strand away from unraveling. Like, I’m glad we had the experience, and it’s good to try new things, but I wonder why people flock into the venue? Just Jot It January is always fun, but I do enjoy days off, so I’m not sad — rather, relieved. ” If carrots fell of all the trees in our lot, I feel certain I’d be more motivated to pick them up. ” He said it definitely wasn’t fancy, he’d put the finishing touches on it himself. Tell me, do you need me to follow the prescribed grief rulebook, don a mask, and act like I’m grieving, or can you understand that for me, grief is personal? I’m looking forward to the arrival of my new Fiesta dishes — more Ivory, Sage, and Paprika for me, hurrah! When contempt becomes entertaining, or at least ironic, I hold it up to the light and let it cast written shadows on the walls. #Thursday Doors is part of an inspired post series run by Norm Frampton. The sheer amount of excitement my mother displayed over a hummingbird come to feed, I mean really, Get a Life! I didn’t get giddy when I saw the babies had been born. To have my parents doing it, well, it was intolerable. I called my mother to explain the horrors of nature come to roost in my metropolitan backyard. Sissy looked the birds up in her books and informed me they were tree swallows. You ask me what kinda bird is in the tree, and I’m like, “Some sorta spotty finch-type thing,” and Moo’s all, “It’s the white-breasted nuthatch.” (In truth, I know the white-breasted nuthatch, but I’m just sayin, she knows more than I do.) Flash to me in Georgia, upset cause there were almost no birds around. ” Then, gettin super excited when I saw birds I recognized! I was not beside myself with glee, possessing nearly the awe of a child.

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