*sigh* oh jeez.
tiptoing through the daisies.
because you were supposed to make a left turn at albuquerque. why do all the streets in california seem to go all the way to freaking sweden?
i stay at home. we cook from scratch all the time. we love it. dave is an amazing cook, and he loves to cook. we take turns.
which isn't to say i don't adore fair skin. i'm just not built to have fair skin. i look jaundiced and ill.
during the winter, when i was without children, i would use a tanning bed 3 times a week for 15 minutes while wearing SPF50. seasonal affective...
i believe i can fly.
throw the crib doors wide let the people crawl inside.... you know, i use birdhouse in your soul to combat annoying songs that get stuck in my...
what is larry flynt going to do for fun now?
i like to make the tuna into little patties and crisp it up in some olive oil. then i serve it over spinach with red wine vinegar or balsamic vinegar.
i don't even know what it is.
i'm considering turning into a man and trying to emulate yourself... okay, not really, but still, we should hope to look so well.
it's right here! duh! happy birthday, you furious monkey, you.
undescended testicles cause him to develop hot tits...which is great, until he gets put in prison.
ugh. i don't have the words. i've known some wonderful, beautiful christians. this man was disgusting.
i have a pic of me after one of the hardest nights i've ever had, and i swear, i need to scan it. i look like bjork.
will do...i exhaust easily.
the man was cruel, a hypocrite and so full of pride he was disgusting to me.
it's a thing of beauty.
enlarged prostate.
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