Morning

 

 

Beyond a hand
held beyond itself
the mist is too thick to see.

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Dear Santa,

Dear Santa,

 

I’m writing you this letter

So you can plainly see

That, though I’m on your naughty list

There is some back story.

 

See, Springtime rolled around this year

And I realised that my

Quota for good deeds and such

Wasn’t very high.

 

So I sat down and thought really hard

(I think some brain cells died)

And I came up with this brilliant plan

Of being a girl guide!

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One Night Alone

I have been beyond busy lately! It’s been nothing but concerts, after parties, and more partying. I tried to sneak in a little shopping when I’ve had time too. This has had me on the go nonstop, so much that I have barely seen my own home for the past few weeks. My girlfriends insisted it was time for a night on the town since we had lots of catching up to do but I declined. I intended to spend my Saturday evening at home and I wanted nothing more than to get out of the cold and into something more comfortable. So you can best believe I was over joyed when I realized I’d have time to go home for a few days. I dropped my bags and kicked off my heels as soon as I walked in and made a mad dash to my bedroom to get out of the cold.

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Life’s A Beach

It was a boring Thursday afternoon when I got a phone call from Ginger with a hot tip about a new beach she’d heard about. I had nothing else to do and I felt like playing with something pretty and tanned so I grabbed my newest bikini and some lotion and off I flew to find a partner to make the afternoon more interesting.

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The Way To A Man’s Heart

I didn’t learn a whole lot about the kitchen when I was growing up.  It never quite interested me much.  There were always distractions like school and boys and clothes and boys and…well, you catch my drift.  Cooking was definitely not high on the interest list.  But, Mama always told me that the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach, though, so I have tried on occasion to make something delicious for my hubby.

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Dirty Laundry

He left this morning for work and I decided it was time to start a little laundry. I tossed his tank top on, lit a cigarette and started loading the washer. I could still smell him on his shirt.

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An Attic Full of Treasures

I was house sitting at my aunt’s. She lives in this beautiful old house near the lake, and I had been enjoying the water and the warm spring weather all weekend. Before she left, my aunt told me that if I wanted to, I should feel free to explore the attic, where she stored her old books, and also where the previous owners had left some stuff. I’m such a bibliophile, so that afternoon, when my skin felt a little hot from the sun, I wandered up the stairs….

I gasped as I got there, the floor was full of trunks, suitcases, racks with clothes from long gone eras and stacks and stacks of beautiful but dusty books were scattered all over the floor.  In the little afternoon sunlight that entered from the small window, I picked up a book and caressed the cover, almost like I would caress a lover …
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A Roll in the Hay

Well hey there y’all!  What a gorgeous week it has started out to be here in the beautiful countryside.  Summer is heating up here in the boondocks and there isn’t much better than running around barefoot and sippin on sweet tea.  That dear sweet country boy…you know…the one with the shiny red car?  Well, he asked if I could come and look after his barn and his animals while he was out of town at the county fair this weekend.  I’ve been so lonely without him around, but surely keeping busy and helping him with his barn chores will make the time fly by.

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Perfect.

Roxi stood in the shadows of the back of the club.  She couldn’t decide which was a worse assault on her ears – the 3 piece “punk” band on stage, or the guy she’d met as she walked in the club for her gig earlier.  He just would not just up.  She could barely hear herself think over his rambling ‘Hey sweetheart’ or ‘How ya’ doin over there?’s.  They rolled off his lips so easily, much like her eyes when he’d ramble.  For her own amusement, she played into it.  Feigning interest, she’d smile, ‘mhm’, or absently lick her lip and wink at him.  Oops.  “God, this is too damn easy,” she mused.

More after the jump…

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Movie Badass

I’ve always wanted to be the badass heroine of a movie. Like, a Milla Jovovich or Michelle Rodriguez type chick with a gun, that rages in and takes out EVERYONE.  Continue reading


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