1. You are NOT fat!! Geez...you're beautiful.
2. Poutine is fabulous.
3. If you don't have a decent comb a fork will get hair tangles out...start at the bottom, light Night said.
4. Hi everybody.
5. This is a "hit and run". I will be back later.
6. Love you.
Hey Sweetie! You haven't seen recent pics. Between my not being able to exercise and meds and bad influences around me that know my will power isn't
the greatest...
I finally got my new lights on my Charlie Brown Christmas tree. LOL It's still magical!
Most of our rooms are all a wreck because Mark has to wait for someone to help him finish painting and then wallpapering and maybe paneling, new
floors... I'm just decorating around the mess. Nothing holding this gal back. I need the enchntment.
Ha! Sounds enchanting. I'm still watching Blue's movie. I got caught up in facebook land earlier so started watching later than I could have. Great
movie so far!
Don't feel bad, most (pop)corn is GMO these days. True story.
"A genetically modified organism (GMO) is any organism whose genetic material has been altered using genetic engineering techniques (i.e., a
genetically engineered organism). "
I am GMO
"There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and
too rare to die."
"May I be sad
Though sorrow has gone out of fashion
Still the unstylish tears of mine
are running and running down my face
May I be sad
Just quietly sink in to the bottom of my bin
When the gates of melancholy
Are tearing out of their bars
May I be sad
When the wind is sighing on my face
I put my groceries in to basket and say thanks
I'm alone at the time of the news
May I be sad
You're gone and not with me anymore
The sorrow is covering me up in to my sleep
And making it's bed next to me
May I be sad
Although this time is only for bubbling festivals
Time to only glow and to bloom
And to raise a bowl for winners
May I be sad
Although my sadness propably won't be a benefit
'Cause a sad person is not effective
And no land will be rising if the element is weak
I guess I'm able to sweep the trashes under a carpet quietly
To dance joufully when the killing begins
The lights turn down and the history repeats itself
Fear conquer the minds and removes love
Evil thoughts sprout in to words
Words smother and spread to light up in actions
The ocean hogs the escaping children
And the suffocating land is couching its dusty lungs
May I be sad
The waves destroyed by sorrow are hitting the coast
May I be sad
When the morning is quiet and grey for ash
May I be sad
Because sorrow is for the weak ones
And today I'm not to be made strong
May I be sad
May I be sad
May I be sad
Though sorrow has gone out of fashion
Still the unstylish tears of mine
are running and running down my face"