There is a woman (There always is)
There is a woman.
Her name is…
(Well, she knows who she is)
Y’all don’t need to know.
She (this woman, who shall remain nameless), introduced me to some joys of Blogging.
She (This un-named woman) is most definitely the strongest woman I know.
I admire her.
So… read between the lines and go visit her blog.
Five yarns (years) in The Nav..never a tat.
I must have been an idiot.
Mine, too. Occasionally I get more than I expected, though. It all comes out in the wash, I think.
I have a tattoo on my back. It’s a playing card depicting two horseshoes: one is turned up, the other turned down. It says, “Lucky”. And that pretty much sums it up, if you know what I mean. The funniest thing about it (now that I think of it) is that it’s on my back, so I can’t see it.
My life has been full full much of …. disappointments.
(Is that a word??)
I was hoping for something stronger.
Ah, Jim Croce. I miss that dude.
Time in a bottle
I may wish I was.
I may be drunk.
I don’t know if it can be called generosity when I’m having such a good time doing it.
You. You. Yes YOU!
Have been so generous with your time spent here…What can I say?
Love means never having to say, “I’m sorry.”
Couldn’t possibly be any other. There is only one me.
“Me no Alamo”
Of course it is you.
I’m certain that this “un-named woman” is in tears and forever thankful for your friendship.
It’s me, isn’t it? 😉
“Oh, Lord, it’s hard to be humble…”