not only beautiful but strong. Representative of all that we are and all that we can be.
Thank you Dawn, I adore her almost as much as I adore you.
She is a great reminder of who we are and who we can be.

i am back what did i miss?

brb

from now i will be tucking the kids into bed nice and early. School starts next Tues. I am really looking forward to some me time.

really bad day today.
I do have to thank valleybud and platinumwolf for dragging me out of it. You guys rock!

I am sorry to say has been rearing its ugly head again far too often in chat.
Someone get my soapbox Im gonna need it.
Once again I have been witness to the "pack" attacking someone new to chat. Sorry this isnt your livingroom, it is a chatroom, a public place if you like.
Many of you regulars ASSume that because someone new to the room makes a faux pas that it is ok for you to gang up on them and start a war. You ASSume that the mods will back you because you are regulars. ASSume no such thing, because reg, guest or whatever if you are being an ASS then you will get the boot, and if you chose to be part of the pack then you will join you pack members outside the door.
Remember you were once new too and if you have found chat fun and a great place to be then thank your lucky stars you didn't decide to try it when the pack was hungry.
I shouldn't have to remind a group of adults common courtesy but sadly I find myself having to do just that.
Adjusting her skirt a lil higher for photo ops then getting off of her soapbox,
ju

demolishing the bathroom. Wall paper ripped down, flooring ripped up, had a tough time getting one hook off the wall so I just ripped it right out Made a right royal mess I did. Today was spent cleaning and patching holes etc.
With any luck at all I can start painting tomorrow. I have no patience for renovating but love getting it started. After that its just work.
Getting impatient to get it all back together
ju

too tired to blog really, but I got lots done

Make me desire you not with your words but with your tone. Your voice seduces me as swiftly and as easily as any touch. Random rambling in itself is foreplay because there is desire in your voice which I cannot help but respond to. That private but not at all hidden affection. The teasing, deep laughter and sheer silliness that comes with a close connection which makes me want to respond with a kiss, each word a loving caress. A look an understanding, an appreciation of that which we share. A word becomes a touch, a caress, a breath, a connection. Words become gasps well understood for the pleasure they convey. Touch over comes language, and become sounds, gasps, and yet still fully understood. Cries of joy are intimately joined with touch, the incoherent becomes coherent but words are not at all needed, a simple stroke, a kiss, a soft sigh.
A "hello" with a well knowing smirk because of what we have shared.
needing
ju

the flood I had a few months ago. At the time the main goal was cleaning up the mess, yes there were many things that just had to go right away, and those weren't things with any emotional attachment. However the one thing I had been unable to deal with until today was the kids bookshelf, the books had all been removed and set on the work bench to dry as best they could, but I knew many of them where beyond saving. Today I finally got the courage to go through them with the help of the kids.
We lost approximately 1/3 of their books.
Some of these books had no real value, many more however, had much value.
There were books that I literally spent hours, days and in some cases months reading to them. I am sure I could still recite them word for word. Other books were gifts with birthday and christmas wishes written on the inside cover, some of these messages from people that are no longer in this life with us.
We are very fortunate that we lost so little, many more have lost much more, but it is a huge loss all the same.
feeling like a bookworm without a book,
Ju