GC, that's a really lovely poem.
vw, feel better.
We went to a gathering at TCG's father's place today. It was a good time. I told TCG that if he got an invitation for a Superbowl party he should take it but that I would probably stay home. Now somehow both of us are going back to his dad's tomorrow. His dad told me to bring a book or two. He may have been joking, but I'm bringing them anyway. I can't get into football no matter how hard I try.
merea -no fire ma~~~
vw - relax and go with the loopy fever.
and that is a great poem GC. Not a fossil collector, not religious, but I really believe that bit and pieces of us continue forever.
if you have spell check , no one knows how much wine you have had
GC, the poem is perfect. Just beautiful.
if you have spell check , no one knows how much wine you have had
t loves beth
vw, please take care of you.
No fires for meara!
sj, good luck with the SB party! ND and I are considering going down to Disneyland to use our annual passes since it will be
deserted
tomorrow.
ETA: Fay, the only time I have
ever
made real progress in the gym has been with a personal trainer. I actually just called my gym earlier today to check on rates (and then realized I can't afford it right now, but still).
ssssshhhhh. I have escaped from work. Don't. Tell. ANYONE!
ha! they won't answer. Everyone is in the house watching a dress run!
ok, I'm a freak. I'm here at home with the heater on, wearing sweats and under a blankie. So what snack do I get from the kitchen. Ya. Sherbet Ice Cream. Wha? it's not like the stuff will keep until warm weather. And it s yummy.
it's not like the stuff will keep until warm weather
Don't you live in LA, omnis? Not that you shouldn't have sherbet whenever you want, but isn't warm weather, like, tomorrow or next week or something?
lol, ya, but I've been Kalifornianized. It's all subjective. Since it's not hitting 70ºf, it's "cold" weather.
heh.
I seem to have coughed too much and infected my DVD player. I think I may have killed it. Who knew that they were so delicate.
Thank goodness for the player on my laptop. Otherwise, I might have to, you know,
read.
A horror when languishing on the couch recuperating. Hopefully recuperating. And not dying.
Speaking of recuperating, hopefully you're sleeping as I type, but when you get to this, how are you doing, vw?