The smallest one is always solid. The smallest one is usually the protected baby of the bunch.
Not unlike humans who carry within themselves a lifetime of memories and experiences, some of which cause them to act different and smaller than other's expect.
Not unlike humans who carry within themselves a lifetime of memories and experiences, some of which cause them to act different and smaller than other's expect
Oh, I mostly listen. I have an entire blogpost planned based on something you once said. Not anytime soon though. I'll give you a heads up when it happens.
(Ooh) Hey my girl She does something to my chemistry
Everyday, yeah In every way she Makes my motor purr And I reciprocate
The MamaM remembers some things the chickelit said too. Some of them touched her with thoughtfulness; and some of them evoked feelings of sadness.
On a serious note, the MamamM gave a friend who was raped at age three (and 4 and 5) by her drunken father, a Matrushka doll. It helped her visually see and understand how small and defenseless she was, and how the dissociated memory of that experience was still a part of her life.
The clue, Windbag, is in the labels under the picture posted. This one says "things are not as they seem", and "WTF". Any conversations that appear underway are not.
I hate Sarah Jessica Parker, Robin Williams, Tim Robbins, Susan Saradon, the BJ Hunnicut guy, brussel sprouts, the Boston Red Sox, commies and well, lawyers.
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We have two sets of imported matrushka (sp). The smallest one is always solid.
The smallest one is always solid.
The smallest one is usually the protected baby of the bunch.
Not unlike humans who carry within themselves a lifetime of memories and experiences, some of which cause them to act different and smaller than other's expect.
Not unlike humans who carry within themselves a lifetime of memories and experiences, some of which cause them to act different and smaller than other's expect
Other's what?
Whenever the chickelit responds it warms the cockles of MamaM's heart to know he still reads and cares.
No wonder she holds out hope.
No wonder she holds out hope.
Oh, I mostly listen. I have an entire blogpost planned based on something you once said. Not anytime soon though. I'll give you a heads up when it happens.
You be good to Mama she be good to you.
Mama, you have been through hell and highwater. How you holding up girl.
Give me a big hug.
(Ooh) Hey my girl
She does something to my chemistry
Everyday, yeah
In every way she
Makes my motor purr
And I reciprocate
The MamaM remembers some things the chickelit said too. Some of them touched her with thoughtfulness; and some of them evoked feelings of sadness.
On a serious note, the MamamM gave a friend who was raped at age three (and 4 and 5) by her drunken father, a Matrushka doll. It helped her visually see and understand how small and defenseless she was, and how the dissociated memory of that experience was still a part of her life.
I'm confused, too. Anymore, it seems that when I read the comments, I'm walking in on a conversation already underway. Maybe I should get out more?
The clue, Windbag, is in the labels under the picture posted. This one says "things are not as they seem", and "WTF". Any conversations that appear underway are not.
The MamaM remembers some things the chickelit said too. Some of them touched her with thoughtfulness; and some of them evoked feelings of sadness.
That was sweet. Thank you MamaM
That was sweet.
Kind, too.
considering...
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