A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
It was a sad day in America. I remember thinking it was an accident at first. Then the second plane hit and it was clear what was going on. I started crying. Coworker thought I was being a big baby.
Just enough travel time to transition from one frame of mind to another.
Have fun.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
My plan was to go for a bike ride this morning. It would keep me away from the TV and watching all the sad stories. But we had a thunderstorm come through. Waiting for the sun to come out and being sucked in by the stories. So many wonderful and so many sad human stories.
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Sometimes you're the windshield, and sometimes you're the bug.
My plan was to go for a bike ride this morning. It would keep me away from the TV and watching all the sad stories. But we had a thunderstorm come through. Waiting for the sun to come out and being sucked in by the stories. So many wonderful and so many sad human stories.
I had to turn the tv off back then. I was getting so depressed after a few days. Left it off for a week.
My plan was to go for a bike ride this morning. It would keep me away from the TV and watching all the sad stories. But we had a thunderstorm come through. Waiting for the sun to come out and being sucked in by the stories. So many wonderful and so many sad human stories.
I had to turn the tv off back then. I was getting so depressed after a few days. Left it off for a week.
The only channel I found that was not just showing the news was the Cartoon Network. I remember feeling guilty, but I just couldn't watch anymore. I watched a lot of cartoons.
It's Sunday and I'm about to go to the grocery store.
I'm insane.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
Odd little milestone for me: I didn't wear earrings all day yesterday and I was still able to get them in today. It used to be if I left my earrings out for even a couple hours, my holes would start to close and I'd have to shove them painfully back in.
Boys wanted to see Kubo and the Two Strings, so off we went.
They liked it.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
Odd little milestone for me: I didn't wear earrings all day yesterday and I was still able to get them in today. It used to be if I left my earrings out for even a couple hours, my holes would start to close and I'd have to shove them painfully back in.
Odd little milestone for me: I didn't wear earrings all day yesterday and I was still able to get them in today. It used to be if I left my earrings out for even a couple hours, my holes would start to close and I'd have to shove them painfully back in.
That really is odd, DG.
I hadn't put earrings in, in ten years or more.
The holes were still there.
I managed to were earrings to the wedding.
Go figure!
It is odd. I've had my ears pierced for 7 years. And this is a new development. One I'm happy about, shoving the earring in is painful and messy
I've had my ears pierced for 40 years. The holes aren't going anywhere. But I do recall the early days when changing earrings required a lot of cotton balls, alcohol, and a group of older women to assist.
