BriarRose Kildare

Jeffrey Dahmer

I just saw this....ROTFLMAF!!! Tears are streaming down my face from laughing so hard....OMG.....thanks for the laugh.

There is a garden in every childhood, an enchanted place where colors are brighter, the air softer, and the morning more fragrant than ever again. ~Elizabeth Lawrence

Hmmm, some crisp and crunchie cauliflower, broccoli, cucumber, radishes, and carrots with a bit of ranch dressing to dip the veggies into.

Water and still wishin' for some strawberry wine, must go to the wine store tomorrow for sure.

Had a WONDERFUL day with me wee lad. I took him to Brusters for an ice cream cone....LOL.....OMG.....he was so funny. He had the ice cream all over him. LOL.....Messy, messy, messy.....he had it all over his face, which made him look like a miniature clown: around his lips, on his nose, and forehead. The ice cream was even running down his legs and arms too. (Good thing I had baby wipes with me) I had so much fun watching him. He had a scoop of chocolate ice cream on a sugar cone of course. For myself, I splurged and had a scoop of banana cream pie and black raspberry cheesecake. Very Yummy I must say. Then afterwards we went to the park and played on the swings, slide, seesaw, and merry go round. And we watched several trains go by too. I even got to teach him how to feel and listen to the trees today too. Just seeing his face light up with wonder was a moment to remember. Isn't childhood wonderful?

Countin' down the days till I can add this to my collection of favorite dvd's.

Life appears to me to be too short to be spent in nursing animosity or registering wrong. Charlotte Bronte

water...but wishing for a nice glass of strawberry wine......I think a trip to the wine and spirit store is in order very soon.

Rainbows

Birds twittering sweetly while cicadas thrum a melodious choir in the background.

I never ran my train off the track, and I never lost a passenger. Harriet Tubman

Harriet Tubman

She awoke to the creaking sounds of the ship. The heavy swaying of the ship was some how comforting to her as she lay upon her bed. Overhead BriarRose could hear footsteps as well as the sweet sound of Treasure singing softly from the other room. She found her self content to just lay there knowing for a brief time she was free. BriarRose was grateful for her friend Maeve bringing her along on this new adventure. One that she dared hoped would change her life bringing a sense of peace that she had so desperately sought over the last few months. Once fully awake she realized that the heavy swaying of the ship was caused by an outside storm. She stumbled slightly as she stood from her bed reaching out her hand against the side wall to steady herself.

Aunt Jemima

History is filled with the sound of silken slippers going downstairs and wooden shoes coming up. ~Voltaire

Rag Doll (very sweet kitty-cats they be)

I'll have me a glass of that while I wait for me pie.....or better yet just hand me over one of those lovely bottles....please.

Okay, with every one talkin' about pie.....might there be some peach pie in the kitchen??

Alley Cat

Basset Hound

Australian Shepherd (miss ya)

I have been well....and you? Borzoi

St. Bernard (one of me favorite puppydogs....and they come with a cask of whiskey too)

Marie Antoinette "Let them eat cake. "