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This is going to be soooo much fun. And the only reason I stopped at one glass is because I was afraid I would fall asleep and miss all the fun 🙂 I was so sweaty….pretty sure all my makeup was on my shoes.
This is going to be soooo much fun. And the only reason I stopped at one glass is because I was afraid I would fall asleep and miss all the fun 🙂 I was so sweaty….pretty sure all my makeup was on my shoes.
Yesterday I renewed my VERY expired drivers license so I could fly to Boston on Wednesday to see Sage. My daughter and I woke up all bright eyed and bushy tailed ready to go at 3:30am and got to Boston about noon. This is what we saw when we got to baggage claim. Sage’s son…
I am a mom, with a ten year old daughter, who is struggling to raise a strong individual who will also be a compassionate friend. Girls can be downright vicious to their own gender. I think it is important for women to stand together but more often than not we end up bullying each other…
Today you will finally meet the SisterWives and find out what we are about by going here. Some of my fellow SisterWives have already experienced some rather hateful comments so before the word SisterWives puts you off I should explain. We DO consider each other equals. We ARE in a blogging relationship.  We ARE…
I didn’t think it was possible but I instantly got more excited. I promise, Sage, I am not a seven foot tall tattooed man but I cannot promise you will not be disappointed with the image that walks off the plan. I look like a typical, cooks too much good food for her…
Written by Holley Perry and HastyWords Tides quietly wash away all evidence of daylight as we sat together mourning the sunset’s temporary demise. Distance is a reminder . . . the sand on our wooden floor the wrong names carved on trees the night doesn’t hide all secrets. Ghosts of old chased us into our…
Written by Arthur Browne and HastyWords I gazed into her fourteen eyes, not one of them identical And wished that I could stroke her face with the tip of my twelfth tentacle The mucous dripping from her snouts, it glistened so seductively And I felt my longing stir, to get to know her… reproductively Multicolored…
WRITTEN BY Lizzi and HastyWords Poison mirror on my Wall Who is the fairest one of all? Myself I constantly compare; Am wanting, next to others there ♠♦♣♥ Kings and Queens all so fair Selling me their royal air As my poundage ruins me A prisoner; never to be free ♠♦♣♥ I sit entrapped: my…
Sometimes we need help; things happen beyond our control and we have no choice but to ask for help to get back on our feet. These are the times I am thankful for the network of friends I have and their generous hearts. I don’t typically ask for donations or for charitable contributions because 1)…
Written by Cara T and HastyWords Broken lace fell from her shoulder As he glared into her eyes He searched for defiance, an excuse To give her what his anger desired Staring back with a passive gaze Her mind fishing for ways to calm him And provoke him just the same Would he give in…