Concerning the lady covering her scar with a tattoo, I can't precisely relate. I don't have any major marks, but I feel they must cause a sort of repulsion and sadness to look at, so I can understand the need to hide them behind a tattoo. However I'm rather a full time complainer. If I had such a tattoo I would probably keep thinking about the scar that lies beneath the beautiful pattern, and about how I got such a frustrating mark.
Hi Gail. I'm very sorry I didn't get back to you before. I'm not having an easy time keeping up with my messages and sometimes I tend to lose their track. Highly sorry, you don't deserve it About your youngest brother, do you keep seeing him? have you two found a way to begin a link between each other? I figure it must be hard to do when you didn't have the chance to be raised together. Your mom passed away long ago? About an admiration for bad guys, I guess that one feature that makes them human is what ultimately arises a certain admiration. You know, the chance to find something good that can be dragged out of the bad features. I have known a few wolves in lamb disguise and I can't really tell what good feature they have. Mayhap I just can't see it due to the repulsion I feel for them and what they've done.
Hi Max, just wanted to say Hello; how are you?
Maybe it's in the blood. My father had 8 kids in his family, the 2 youngest spent much of their younger life in prison. The best looking child, and my fathers favorite, stole cars and sold them for parts; the youngest had a plumbing business and tried to cheat the city by running only part of the plumbing. I met the youngest at my moms funeral and out of all the aunts and uncles, he was my favorite, he had a certain honesty the others didn't have...odd, isn't it. Well, I will be glad to give you lots of long distance hugs and I'm sure Jess sends them also. Have a great week, GAil
Well, if I ever get skinny enough for a bikini; maybe I'll put a waterproof sticker or a clip on earring...some people do tatoos over scars. I saw this lady the other day; she didn't look like the tatoo type, but she had one. I looked closer and there was a really bad burn underneath. It's wierd, my husband used to call me a "collector of people". Maybe he was right; but I find that having only noble friends is rather like not having a bad guy in a superhero book...you know how we sort of admire the bad guy? Anyway, the fellow that was in jail is an amusing creature, always optimistic no matter how many times he fails, always has a gimic or a line to give someone...he's just really likable.
Sorry for the non-bikini epoch heading your way Ah, non-bikinis just happen! An old boyfriend in jail... have you ever thought of changing your phone number? That could help you dodge the bad male company I'm glad Jess is better. I can always use an extra hug, be it from young ladies, be it from ladies of all ages from every corner of the world... the point is... to get hugs Thanks for the encouragement
I don't bond very often with people; but when I do, it sticks. I never really think of people as being "gone"; of course, it may be because most of them return at some point. I got a call from an old boyfriend who was in jail today I hope you will stay well. Jessica is better now and has an interview tomorrow; my work is picking up. I am beginning to find that a person really has to be tenacious to get the things that, at one time, came to us. I am sure you will find a job that fits you perfectly soon. Wish I was there to give you a big hug; but I guess all of your young ladies will have to do it for me,
You have the cutest smilies! Yeah, the vietnam vets were pretty scary people; you had alot of the motorcycle gangs with machine guns driving helicopters. I was at the VA last week and it was funny to see a new group of young marines, even the ones in plain clothes all marched together...One mind, one purpose...You'd think they had a chip implanted in their heads. Of course, it takes someone with some profound purpose, or alot of brass to hang out in the middle of a desert and get shot at...not my idea of a day on the beach. Well, I find that both physical and spiritual scars last with me; it's odd, I always thought I would scar nicely because I'm really pale; but the last cut the Va made is all dimpled and going off to one side...no more bikinis...
There are not many sick people here. The vaccination campaign is being quite aggressive this year, so hopefully most of us will stand a good chance against the flu. I haven't found a job yet. I guess I have to keep insisting until it just happens. How have you been? Is Jess feeling any better? Please, tell her I said hello You two take care, too Love and kisses back See you later
Back! Prisoners in the service taking drugs for performance reasons sounds terrible. They must be really dangerous people... I think you need a gun, just in case... here, have mine! ... I agree that most pains don't really vanish by some work of magic. They just subside somehow, but they come back to haunt us from time to time. That's true, like wounds not really leaving us, due to the scars reminding us there once was a wound on that exact spot. Now, regarding physical wounds, we have plastic surgery But of course when it comes to spiritual wounds, we can't just deflate them like some people deflate their boobs when they feel they have just too much
