pplwatching
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Preggers & Praying
Dear Rainshine,
Best wishes for a happy and successful pregnancy, and prayers from this side of the planet.
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Preggers & Praying
Dear Universe,
Every time I see that furiously beating heart it makes it that tiny bit harder to pretend it's not there and real. Don't make me fall in love with another one and then have to mourn him/her. I'm not sure I could stand it again.
Also, it'd be great if I didn't have to suffer this hideous sickness, inject myself daily, take 7 tablets a day, and stick little wax bullets up my vagmeena twice a day for nought. So, universe, you do your bit and I'll do everything I can too.
Deal?? Deal.
Sincerely,
Preggers & Praying
Dear Lesbrosef,
I love you. I've got you. I keep you in here. *points to heart* It's warm and big and oh so gooey for you in here. *wags finger* No, no. Not my vagmeena, still the heart.
One day closer to Bora Bora. One day further away from the miserable bastards of yesterday.
Love,
Lesbroham


Thank you for making me face 2015 a plastic, empty, hollow-hearted, hateful and bitter man.
Life is not without it's trials, however, I feel like I am losing my ability to smile, to laugh.... even to cry.
What I will say is 'Keep moving'. Find a reason and keep moving.

To all this may concern,
Thank you for 2014.
Thank you for losing my job earlier this past year, so I could spend 21 days straight in the hospital with my loving sister who fought so valiantly with her ovarian cancer. Thank you for letting her get to go home and then have to return, cruelly, 11 days later to waste away and die.
Thank you for afflicting my wife with the very same situation at the very same time. It was extremely nice to be able to watch my love go through the very same tests and procedures exactly 20 days after my big sis had past.
Thank you for making my family so understanding that when we were going through all the surgeries, tests and appointments, they couldn't get over their petty squabbles about property and money that we had to be in the middle of all of that bickering. I was glad to help everyone in their time of need to have every and all turn their back on me in mine.
Thank you for planning my sisters funeral four days after my wife's surgery. It was fun to be able to console everyone while still waiting to find out if I needed to plan another funeral. It kept the guest list so easy to remember.
Thank you for striking down my favorite dog the next day after the funeral. It was nice to be able to continue to get condolence cards all at the same time. It made for a fun guessing game, "who is it from and who is it about?"
Thank you for the 45 foot tree that decided to open up some new space in the back yard. I really wanted to see what a skylight would look like on my deck. we really weren't playing with the pool table or using the hot tub much anyway.
Thank you for giving my step-daughter cancer as well. I like that I don't have to change this silly bracelet ever. When people ask what it is for I can pick, sister,wife, daughter. It keeps them all guessing.
Thank you for turning my life into a country song. You do realize I am a metal guy, live in the suburbs, and can't stand that twangy, whiney crap. I guess you want me to expand my horizons.
I realize, in all my gratitude, that this is what sometimes happens. Life is not without it's trials, however, I feel like I am losing my ability to smile, to laugh.... even to cry.
Thank you for making me face 2015 a plastic, empty, hollow-hearted, hateful and bitter man.
Dear Universe,
Every time I see that furiously beating heart it makes it that tiny bit harder to pretend it's not there and real. Don't make me fall in love with another one and then have to mourn him/her. I'm not sure I could stand it again.
Also, it'd be great if I didn't have to suffer this hideous sickness, inject myself daily, take 7 tablets a day, and stick little wax bullets up my vagmeena twice a day for nought. So, universe, you do your bit and I'll do everything I can too.
Deal?? Deal.
Sincerely,
Preggers & Praying


