Silly me.Lit Net is filled with such pretty people.
Silly me.
LET THERE BE LIGHT
"Love follows knowledge." – St. Catherine of Siena
My literature blog: http://ashesfromburntroses.blogspot.com/
A charming photograph, fayefaye!
Por una cabeza
Si ella me olvida
Qué importa perderme
Mil veces la vida
Para qué vivir
Faye, It is very nice to see you again. This is a very pretty photo.
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
I can't see fayefaye's photo.She took it down.
If you had to live with this you'd rather lie than fall.
You think I can't fly? Well, you just watch me!
~The Dresden Dolls
Uh how embarrassing:
very pretty.
well Trav at least got baby hasia and i on my profile. so for now until we figure out what on earth we are doing(right we'll sign up for a computer course-pics)
So if anyone is interested go to my profile and you will see us.
If I look a little teary it is Xamonas's fault, I just finished reading his pm.
And sorry dear Virgil but I have no halo as you see.
Rachel - Now I know what you look like!!!Originally Posted by rachel
Just as I imagined: a sweet, caring face. And Hasia is adorable! You may not think so, but I see large halos on both of you.
Thanks.
edit: You know, the more I think of it, that picture is a modern day Modonna and child. It's exactly how I've pictured you. A contemplative mother overlooking her child.
Last edited by Virgil; 02-05-2006 at 03:35 AM.
LET THERE BE LIGHT
"Love follows knowledge." – St. Catherine of Siena
My literature blog: http://ashesfromburntroses.blogspot.com/
Aww, that's charming!!
...but why aren't you smiling?
Por una cabeza
Si ella me olvida
Qué importa perderme
Mil veces la vida
Para qué vivir
I told you M'Lord
Well first of all it was nighttime I was exhausted and Trav was exhausted. The baby was running around the house like a wild baby cougar. So he took a lot of pictures but the lighting at night isn't great so I had to keep sitting there.
In the meantime I read a pm from Xamanos and it really made me cry. So I was too tired to smile.
But I promise I will smile in the next one. promise.
"Wild baby cougar"? Bonus points for a fresh simile--clichés run rampant nowadays.
Por una cabeza
Si ella me olvida
Qué importa perderme
Mil veces la vida
Para qué vivir
finally rachel how cute!!!!!
dead on the inside, i've got nothing to prove
keep me alive and give me something to lose
Rachel, the fact that you've just been weeping is so appropriate in your lovely photo.
It goes well with my thoughts of you, wrapped up in emotions and caring. Of course the baby is beautiful, that gentle ba-ba mouth; so familiar to me. I have to admit I imagined you with with wild root beer colored curly hair; but blond really is more appropriate for an angel such as yourself.
"Don't matter who they are, anybody sets foot in this house, they are company and don't let me catch you remarking on their ways like you were so high and mighty."
thankyou very much.
my friend Sylvia who was the daughter of crazy lunatic missionaries(her words and since I met them I agree)was born in Peru and walked barefoot until she was ten.
She has hair that actually looks like strands of ringletty wool and is wild and red.She wears green and gold and shops day and night. If you are invited to her house to eat you had better order a crane to carry your stomach. She makes enough food for forty and usually at least twenty come. And an hour after we eat and I have finished the last dish(I love shiney just washed dishes) her husband Dave who is chubby and hilarious -goes to town with as many children and dogs as can fit in his wagon and buys a load of pizzas and we watch movies.
Most of us have to go on a fast for a week after.
You know I wish I was not an emotional person, so that it showed anyways. If I was in the middle east who would notice, but here with so many Celts and Germans and others they are appalled at me. I have tried biting my lip til it bleeds, punching myself, thinking really mean thoughts(but then I grieve about that and cry) but alas nothing works.
I cannot wait to see your picture Riesa and know if I have thought of you as you look.
And please dear Scher I AM BEGGING YOU , before one of us reaches seventy, could we PLEASE see your picture, please, pretty please.
Appalled? certainly not. The stereotype of cold/distant/unmovable only applies to males (and lets be honest here, its pretty much just an act anyway). Lassies are allowed to be as emotional as they like.
There once was a scotsman named Drew
Who put too much wine in his stew
He felt a bit drunk
And fell off his bunk
And landed smack into his shoe ~(C) Ms Niamh Anne King
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