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#126
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Hey guys and gals...
I need to stop crying. I need to laugh...time for youtube. |
![]() Anonymous37917, atisketatasket, JustShakey, unaluna
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#127
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Doesn't really flow off the tongue, does it... Eta: no, dang it, triclinio is a dining room. I meant "in lecto." |
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#128
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My cat goes outside but is the worst hunter on the planet. He is like cat bowling ball lumbering towards bird.
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Please NO @ Selfishness is not living as one wishes to live, it is asking others to live as one wishes to live. Oscar Wilde Well Behaved Women Seldom Make History - Laurel Thatcher Ulrich Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional. |
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#129
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If I were the bird I would deliberately taunt him by staying just out of reach.
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#130
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I suppose not, though it does look cool in Latin. Could always be simplified to 'be pests'.
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
#131
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My Peter-cat caught a bird though the window there a month or so back. I came to see what all the noise was about. He couldn't get it into the house though - the window was only open enough to get his paw through. He ended up with feathers stuck in his claws.
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
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#132
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Okay. I think sleep might be doable now with no second Xanax. Thanks for chatting, JS and SD!
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#133
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I need to organize my pantry. Perhaps tomorrow I will go get some bins.
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Please NO @ Selfishness is not living as one wishes to live, it is asking others to live as one wishes to live. Oscar Wilde Well Behaved Women Seldom Make History - Laurel Thatcher Ulrich Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional. |
#134
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Sleep tight @@!
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
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#135
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I don't enjoy talking about sex. I can't even finish my thoughts about talking about it here. I keep typing and deleting. So embarrassing. T acts like it's this natural thing but I'm all no.
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#136
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It was so hard for me to tell her I'm bi! At least I can talk about that now....
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#137
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What part is hard?
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Please NO @ Selfishness is not living as one wishes to live, it is asking others to live as one wishes to live. Oscar Wilde Well Behaved Women Seldom Make History - Laurel Thatcher Ulrich Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional. |
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How's the tummy doing Art?
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
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I'm good with kids. I'll do it.
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**the curiosity can kill the soul but leave the pain and every ounce of innocence is left inside her brain**
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#140
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The task I've been procrastinating...
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**the curiosity can kill the soul but leave the pain and every ounce of innocence is left inside her brain**
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#141
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Im waiting for the blind pig to open next door. Any minute now. Geez now i sound crazy.
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#142
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Ok I got motivated. I got bacon and i got rolls...Yum.
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![]() CantExplain, JustShakey
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#143
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
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#144
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Couchant is correct.
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Mr Ambassador, alias Ancient Plax, alias Captain Therapy, alias Big Poppa, alias Secret Spy, etc. Add that to your tattoo, Baby! |
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#145
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It's almost 1 yes am and my brain is spinning. Too much going on in there to try and settle it. I have to because I have to work tomorrow!!
My oldest is out of town, in Alabama now on his way home from Atlanta. His fiancé is here with a ruptured cyst on her overt, kidney stone and uti infection. She's in great pain. Tears. Comfort. My husband is being what he is ... No explanation. My youngest son is distressing over everything that is going on, and very concerned with his future sister in law. I have my homework assignment pinging around in my brain. The assignment is to create a picture image of my internal family. Can I just say that this is just blowing my mind to pieces. The internal family is flipping out about dealing with what's going on and also about trying to explain it in a picture. I'm sitting here, sipping an adult beverage. I do know that it's almost 1:00, but the home health nurse just left a bit ago. I'm trying To collect myself myself. It feels very dreamy. I really think I need to go to bed. Thinking on the picture. Has anyone else made a picture of their internal self? Just curious. It feels like I want to second guess what I'm really hearing. If that makes sense. Sorry. Think that was just like a let loose. ![]() Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
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"What is denied, cannot be healed." - Brennan Manning "Hope knows that if great trials are avoided, great deeds remain undone and the possibility of growth into greatness of soul is aborted." - Brennan Manning |
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#146
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Hugs to you for all the other stuff. |
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#147
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Did you really expect that that title would be allowed? I'm sure it's no coincidence that a moderator closed the previous couch and started the new one - that has never happened before.
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![]() atisketatasket, CantExplain, Ellahmae, unaluna
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#148
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Thank you! Hope I can get a handle on everything here and take care of what needs to be loved and taken care of. The other is just pinging around in my mind bugging me. It's so late. I am just also looking for a minute of peace before I go to bed. Thank you for the hug!! It is greatly appreciated!! Hugs to you, if you like.
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"What is denied, cannot be healed." - Brennan Manning "Hope knows that if great trials are avoided, great deeds remain undone and the possibility of growth into greatness of soul is aborted." - Brennan Manning |
#149
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Since i got up and about i think my problem is i don't know how long i can avoid talking about the deaths of my mother and brother. we touched on my brothers death the last 2 sessions but i kept avoiding talking in depth about it. they died in 2005 and 2006 and i very rarely think about them.
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#150
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Hugs if needed Sent from my SM-G900V using Tapatalk
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There are so many things wrong with me, and sometimes I believe there is more than what is diagnosed. I fear never healing, being left alone to crawl this heartless, cruel world. I hate myself so much, and sometimes, as much as I hate them, all I really want is a heartfelt hug. Will I ever make it through this thing called life? Or will I drown in the darkest depths of the ocean? Only time can tell. As for now, I just hide and I fear. This is, and will always be my life. ![]() ![]() |
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