Perfect. Hoped you propped him up somewhere and found a good replacement date ha hayup! then he was snoring and the party had just started.
Well thank you Arty, but the rose has wilted.
I have mirrors.Stop it. No it hasn't.
O.O, we only ever see ourselves in a mirror so we see ourselves backwards to what others see us. A photo always looks strange because it is not the us we are used to.Speaking of that...I often wonder...do you (anyone) think you look better in a mirror, or in a photo? Something always looks "off" to me, like we're either appearing inside out or backwards. Or that's how I'm imaging the way I'm "composed."
How can that be our real selves??? (*she asks confusingly*)
So now you are one of those deliciously ripe red hips that kids used to split and put down the backs of unsuspecting friends...assuming, that is, that you are a wild rose and not one of those hybrid varieties.......I still itch, itch for it.the rose has wilted.
I have the same problem. In the photo where I'm hanging from the tree branch, a minute after you'd see me on the floor with a broken branch on top of me with my daughter and two small boys laughing hysterically at the old man that went beyond the limits. I'll still do the same next week though, bring it on!Yeah, sometimes my mind has no limitations and about that time my body says Woah!
Yes, I was going to ask you how you managed that with a bad back.I have the same problem. In the photo where I'm hanging from the tree branch, a minute after you'd see me on the floor with a broken branch on top of me with my daughter and two small boys laughing hysterically at the old man that went beyond the limits. I'll still do the same next week though, bring it on!
Yes Arty, I think slow is the healthiest way too. Good thing I don't mind getting gray, I began at 18! Now it is white so I don't have to worry about a gray hair.I feel like I have the worst body dysmorphia on the planet earth, but I didn't always. I actually used to feel quite comfortable in my skin, aside from one (two) little body parts. It's when I reached the age of thirty when all that changed, so I've been mostly locked indoors for more than twenty years because of it. I don't mind getting older though. I don't mind getting gray, wrinkling, or any of that. I do mind being fat. I do mind my chest. I have lost twenty-seven pounds since March and plan to loose another by January. They say the slower you lose it, the less likely you'll gain it back.