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I remember when I met you. Finally met you after months and months of seeing you in school. We moved into the house next door. You called it the haunted house, didn't you.
Everywhere I look there is a little plastic pot. She says it's for recycling but I know it is not. She's eaten all the yoghurt and it's now dishwasher clean.
Ok so this is categorized under blog AND advice. So yes, I have some advice on snow days. So we got around 4 inches of snow today where I live. And so I mean who let's a good snow day go to waste.
I'm never really satisfied. It's lead to my success but also to my displeasure. Is anything ever really perfect. Everything is changing. It always has and always will.
Rotting floorboards, Creaking fascias, 'Look beyond, It's actually spacious'. 'It needs some work, I'll give you that. Drills, hammers, Those hard, yellow hats.
#household. No need for an alarm clock bell. Before sunrise three kids yell. Their early morning wake up call. Bags to pack, breakfast for all. To shut them up I can't press snooze.
He dropped the briefcase with a thud on the dark red carpet that greeted him in his hallway.
I wrapped you up in paper again. Found comfort from the smell of fresh paint. And the luxurious fluff beneath my feet. The shiny steel cooks the feast. Then I lay down on the clean cotton sheets.
So there I was hanging out my best knickers, ones that require only one peg, and I hear that familiar "hi!" "Oh hi. How are you?" standing in clear view of my washing line.
When I get back home all the furniture is inside and most of the things are unpacked.
So I'm standing hanging out my washing bare feet on wet grass. In my sad pjs as early as possible so no one can see me. But hey ho, there she is. Joy, from next door.
I can't even talk Within this crowd Should I go take a walk They will notice, no doubt A morning gathering around the pool I thought it'll be fun But what a fool Kids were running everywhere Men...
A storms a brewing, And the rain is pouring, Running down our road so fast, The thunder is crackling, And Molly the 18 year old cat ears are going back, Alfie the dog is curled up to me with a...
At last. There's sunshine for breakfast. I've an appointment with the lawn. Best I get my shorts on, cos' it looks like its gonna be warm.
It's 10:22 as I'm sitting here writing, staring out of my bedroom window looking for inspiration.
Kids kids all over the place.
*Once again excuse my typos @wolfie I was trying to write a comment in response to @Wolfie's post regarding what books inspire us all outside of Opuss.
I found a toad in my garden today An ugly amphibian I have to say It was sitting under a mossy stone Enjoying the peace, all alone.
A chocolate box house. A Stepford wife. A dream job. The ultimate life. Two point one kids. A white picket fence. Mans best friend. The best defence. White fluffy clouds. A refreshing cold beer.
~*/ Inspired by @leelee101 \*~ I look around my neighbourhood, And what is it I see. Posh houses, the people living there, All rich and, well, carefree.
When I was little life just seemed more fun. Adventures to be had and games to be won. We used to play bulldog in the playground at school. Until that was, we discovered a ball.
Do you really need To drive a range rover to school. To you live on a mountain. Maybe in the middle of a swamp. Could it be you live deep in the woods. Or is it the middle of the desert.
Tim sits motionless in his seat looking mournfully at the plate of food before him. For the 40 years they had been married Sarah had always served a poached egg with toast for breakfast...
It was an ornamental cherry tree, apparently. It lived at the bottom of the front garden, on the lawn side of the wall, by the road.