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i also love haarry mornings.. when it starts kinda foggy,but burns off,i love Autumn,when the leaves begin to die off but a promise of renewal to come. the nip in the air as winter approaches,I feel more secure when i close my curtains and shut out the world. Im weird like that !
I love when someone cooks for me,and appreciate it. I love to spend many an hour perusing travel brochures, of places i will NEVER see,yet for the briefest of moments i WAS there ! I love tartan legs sitting in front of fire watching the turner classic film channel.. rainny days were made for black and white films,
I love the smell of cinnamon and lemon, a contrast i know. of home made pancakes with home made raspberry jam. Of realising that i might NEVER make a mark in this life, to any great degree, but knowing i did something right,something good.
Glen Isla on a cold day,with open log fires.a fish supper on Arbroath harbour, a weekend in blackpool. yep tacky,, but memories.
chicken bhuna or chinese sweet n sour, my ever expanding erse, and the ability to laugh it off and be the jolly fat lady after all.
my curses to those who suppose i AM the jolly fat lady LOL.. the dreams i have before all this shyte happened and im thin again.the way i can waffle.
the way i can waffle..
indeed :)
very genuine posters on Just Chat
x
I love lying here in the dark listening to the branches scratching at the window..gale induced phantoms with tormenting twiggy fingers..
..and the little girl in the photograph..skinny legs..ribbon askew in her hair..I’m glad she didn’t know what was coming..I love her too..she grew into me..poor bit.ch..I love hearing my husband & children laugh together
Freshly mown grass
Salt n Pepper Chicken from the Chinese
I feel at peace by the sea
Be taken out to dinnerI love chocolate eclairs, Michael Stipe
and the fact that Sir Actor loves my posts :shock:I’m sat here with my first cup of tea and ciggy, trying to wake up enough to run into the garden with my hair looking like Amy Winehouses on a bad day, my slippers on and towelling dressing gown without the belt thingy and my little white legs sticking out of the bottom wondering if i dare run into my* exposed to the world garden* and get grab my dripping wet work clothes off the washing line so I can throw them into the tumble dryer,without an aquaintance shouting *Morning Di*
goodness you lot have given me stuff to think about, I too ruby love the feeling of security when I close the curtains, shutting the outside world out and although I dont live in an ideal situation here I love my own room , its my room, I feel safe there and I dont have to let anyone in that I dont want to .
I love the memories of days gone by, some now marred by time , but some are and will always be mine, prefer to remember the good times but of course the bad memories somehow filter there way back in dont they.
i love to relax in a nice warm bath at the end of the day listening to music, i love to sit out on the patio on a warm summers evening listening the sounds of life going on around me, I like morning most times too, a brand new day and who knows what lifes got in store for me this day, I like train journeys too always exciting no matter where i’m going , I love the spring when the whole world seems to come back from the dead with bright yellow daffodils painting the place round here the colour of sunshine, I love to cuddle up with that someone special, be here for me girls in bad times or good times and I love knowing that somewhere out in that big old internet land there is someone always ready fer a chat ……..
oooooo my siggy keeps dissapearing………can someone technically minded tell me why it keeps dissapearing?
an i love the fact its sunday morning and i can go back to bed ……. see ya all later :D
I love getting PMs and the smell of coffee and bacon.
And watching the football results come in on Saturday evening.
I love it when Coventry win.I love Fridays and meeting up with friends I haven’t seen for ages.
And people in JC who aren’t looking for a fight.
And realising that someone I thought was rotten is actually rather nice.I love walking away from st Andrews with a massive grin on my face talking to soem compleat starnger about the afternoon of football
And seeing the lads run up to the tilton to wave to us all singing our hearts out to them becase they won and tryed hard in a game
I love the feel of my fish when i go to feed them and they suck on the tips of my fingers
I love the smell of roast beef in the back ground and knowing i have a extra day off work
I love the moment of pounding feet, shreks of laffter of my kids pounding down the stairs, them sayin No i’ll wake mummy, No i’ll do it…. me slightly moving my knee to a safe place, as know the 2 of them will bounce on the bed, as I lie pretendin im still sleeping, them both pushin each other off to get in the 1st kiss n cuddle…
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