I am so sorry that that photo brought back terrible memories. It wasn't meant for that.
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I am so sorry that that photo brought back terrible memories. It wasn't meant for that.
LOL! Too much information is never badI live toward the northern west coast of the U.S. Can't say any further. Sorry! This is where I was born, but I certainly have not spent enough time here. Moved back here, with our babies, @ 7 years after my first husband died. Our children had to go from dealing with tornadoes to dealing with earthquakes.But they did well, grew up here, married here, and are growing their families here.
But I guess you didn't ask for all that, did you!?
So no complaints! I respect the need for privacy..
NO! No, no, no! Just thinking about it. Had NOTHING to do with you!!!
That's a nice, cool and clean look for summer! I hope that one day I will be able to wear white jeans like I did in my youth!
Well, then. When I married my first husband, I moved to Minnesota, where he lived. Fell in LOVE with that state! But I recall one day, newly widowed, when I took my two babes and we sat together on the floor of the bathroom cubby during a tornado. I read a book. My daughter was old enough to know something was wrong; my son just enjoyed the close family time with a book!LOL! Too much information is never bad
A couple years later, they were each at friends homes, all of us a distance away from one another, when a tornado came through, separating us. Talk about anxiety! But we survived.
I will never stop loving Minnesota, the this stuff and the extremes in weather caused me to make my decision: go back home to the Pacific. My son was concerned that it was San Andreas' fault that we had earthquakes, but it took him @ three years to feel his first one. He was at the piano, and it began to shake. My daughter's first felt one was while they were asleep. I made a mad dash upstairs to settle my frightened children, stopping first at my son's bedroom. He was asleep. I ran to my daughter's room. She looked at me sleepily and said, "Was that an earthquake?"
"Yes, Baby."
"Oh," she said and turned over, going back to sleep.
You will.
Sing it with me:
Nothing's . . .
Quite as smelly . . .
As broccoli in the morning . . .
When, through my sleepy haze
I smell it in my room
I tasted oh so lovely
Just last night with our dinner
But when thrown away
And left there over night
It just invades the whole house -- every single room there!
Oh, how I wish that I had taken it out to the trash
In spite of the racoons out there!
Nothing's . . .
Quite as smelly . . .
As broccoli in the morning . . .
When, through my sleepy haze
I smell it all the way in my room . . . .
Nothing's . . .
Quite as smelly . . .
As broccoli in the morning . . .
When, through my sleepy haze
I smell it in my room
I tasted oh so lovely
Just last night with our dinner
But when thrown away
And left there over night
It just invades the whole house -- every single room there!
Oh, how I wish that I had taken it out to the trash
In spite of the racoons out there!
Nothing's . . .
Quite as smelly . . .
As broccoli in the morning . . .
When, through my sleepy haze
I smell it all the way in my room . . . .
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You are amazing.. I think the Lord has filled you with His joy.. I can clearly feel that from the way you write about the difficult situations of life..Well, then. When I married my first husband, I moved to Minnesota, where he lived. Fell in LOVE with that state! But I recall one day, newly widowed, when I took my two babes and we sat together on the floor of the bathroom cubby during a tornado. I read a book. My daughter was old enough to know something was wrong; my son just enjoyed the close family time with a book!
A couple years later, they were each at friends homes, all of us a distance away from one another, when a tornado came through, separating us. Talk about anxiety! But we survived.
I will never stop loving Minnesota, the this stuff and the extremes in weather caused me to make my decision: go back home to the Pacific. My son was concerned that it was San Andreas' fault that we had earthquakes, but it took him @ three years to feel his first one. He was at the piano, and it began to shake. My daughter's first felt one was while they were asleep. I made a mad dash upstairs to settle my frightened children, stopping first at my son's bedroom. He was asleep. I ran to my daughter's room. She looked at me sleepily and said, "Was that an earthquake?"
"Yes, Baby."
"Oh," she said and turned over, going back to sleep.
I "liked" this post...but cant help wondering if Where goes after cheap "likes" sometime?
I "liked" this post...but cant help wondering if Where goes after cheap "likes" sometime?
I gave up on the whole rating system. I had some negative ratings that bothered me, but God told me to stop worrying about it, so I had to let it go.
You sure you let it go?
had to.You sure you let it go?
Yes. And you can let go too if you just try.You sure you let it go?
Oooooh King Jesus. I thought you were a King, so I was curious what you were a king of.