Lemonchick
Rock n' Roll Doggie Band-aid
Not being in the same timezone, country, city, house, room, etc.
Not being in the same timezone, country, city, house, room, etc.
^ . . . we need more people in the world like you mr pap smear man (or whatever your moniker of choice is today )
There was this girl who caught my bus home, she was in the more able of the special ed classes, she had a little slowness, and she used to get picked on. One day, I dunno what got me so feral, but I grabbed this kid by his collar (in the movies-style), and held him and up snarled at him and his cronies that if they ever picked on her again and I was around I'd break their arms and have them thrown off the bus. I then threw him into his seat and stormed off with the raging shits. They never picked on her again that I saw, but more funny was that years and years later, I ended up marrying her older brother. He didn't go to my school, as she had to travel to get to a HS with a special ed section, but never realised until years later when I went to his place to 'meet the family' and I recognised her straight off and she piped up with, "Dad! Mat's brought home that girl who helped me that day back in..."
Crazy weird.
oh, i'll be part of this. and insecurity, for the same reasons.
Wow great story!! Small world, it's funny how it works sometimes. Do you get along really well with her now? That's awesome.
I hate that I don't have the guts to walk away.
I hate that in my heart I've already given up but he's trying so hard.
I hate that he's a good guy and doesn't deserve it.
I hate that I can't talk to anyone in real life without them confusing me or telling me we are so good together.
When did life get so hard?
Oversharing over hew:
I hate that I don't have the guts to walk away.
I hate that in my heart I've already given up but he's trying so hard.
I hate that he's a good guy and doesn't deserve it.
I hate that I can't talk to anyone in real life without them confusing me or telling me we are so good together.
When did life get so hard?
Oversharing over hew:
PR and Angela I remember the first time my son got his feelings hurt by another kid. I wanted to die inside.
It's a funny old world indeed! We get along now still, and as far as sisters-in-law go, she's great. She gets on with everyone, really. She can be extremely frustrating in her own unique way, but aren't we all?
I hate that I don't have the guts to walk away.
I hate that in my heart I've already given up but he's trying so hard.
I hate that he's a good guy and doesn't deserve it.
I hate that I can't talk to anyone in real life without them confusing me or telling me we are so good together.
When did life get so hard?
Oversharing over hew:
I hate that in prob 2 months from now Im going to be crying solid and sore for like a couple of days.
I hate that I don't have the guts to walk away.
I hate that in my heart I've already given up but he's trying so hard.
I hate that he's a good guy and doesn't deserve it.
I hate that I can't talk to anyone in real life without them confusing me or telling me we are so good together.
When did life get so hard?
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thanks guys
8 hour time differences, the Atlantic ocean getting in the way, and all we have for now is the many, many wonderful memories and 400 pictures as a reminder.
the end of daylight saving . . . and the on set of winter
(always been an early riser but now, instead of waking at 4ish I'll be waking at 3ish for a bit . . . won't I be a barrell of laughs come the evening )
the end of daylight saving . . . and the on set of winter
(always been an early riser but now, instead of waking at 4ish I'll be waking at 3ish for a bit . . . won't I be a barrell of laughs come the evening )
I keep forgetting you guys are just the opposite of here: it's just starting to green up for spring here--and it has been a long time coming!
Light is your friend.
I hear you sista
when the wind iss blowing so hard that it pushes my car door shut into my leg. Ouch
Snow in April.