Sunday Morning ...

[matriarch]

Sitting at the kitchen island at the Love Shack, enjoying Vella's kick-ass breakfast casserole.

Not the least bit hungover -- although, by all rights, I should be. Those Jell-O shots were YUMMY!

Gonna put on yesterday's clothes and help clean up the back yard as soon as I finish eating.


I it here.

*sigh*

 

[impressive]

Strawberry smoothie for breakfast. It's quiet enough to actually think here right now, even though everyone's awake.

G'morning, everyone!

 

[Chantilyvamp]

Strawberry smoothie for breakfast. It's very quiet enough to actually think here right now, even though everyone's awake.

G'morning, everyone!

Good morning gorgeous

 

[impressive]

Good morning gorgeous

I would like to wake up with that luscious ass spooned against me. *sigh*


*ahem* As you were ...

 

[Chantilyvamp]

I would like to wake up with that luscious ass spooned against me. *sigh*


*ahem* As you were ...

Dont tempt me woman with some of those Av's of yours that could be ...well its just very tempting

 

[impressive]

Dont tempt me woman with some of those Av's of yours that could be ...well its just very tempting

I'm such a baaaaaaaaaaaaaad influence.

 

[Chantilyvamp]

I'm such a baaaaaaaaaaaaaad influence.

Thank god

 

[Adi87]

I'm such a baaaaaaaaaaaaaad influence.

Absolutely No doubt about it...

PS: Chant, You're no good either.

 

[Chantilyvamp]

Absolutely No doubt about it...

PS: Chant, You're no good either.

lol, darlin..I am very very good, at least at being bad

 

[Nirvanadragones]

Breakfast At Tiffany's: Deep Blue Something

You'll say, we've got nothing in common
No common ground to start from
And we're falling apart
You'll say, the world has come between us
Our lives have come between us
Still I know you just don't care

And I said, "what about 'Breakfast at Tiffany's?'"
She said, "I think I remember the film
And as I recall, i think, we both kind of liked it"
And I said, "well that's, one thing we've got"

I see you, the only one who knew me
And now your eyes see through me
I guess I was wrong
So what now, it's plain to see we're over
And I hate when things are over
When so much is left undone

And I said, "what about 'Breakfast at Tiffany's?'"
She said, "I think I, remember the film
And, as I recall, I think, we both kind of liked it"
And I said, "well that's, one thing we've got"

You'll say, that we've got nothing in common
No common ground to start from
And we're falling apart
You'll say the world has come between us
Our lives have come between us
Still I know you just don't care

And I said, "what about 'Breakfast at Tiffany's?'"
She said, "I think I, remember that film
And, as I recall, I think, we both kind of liked it"
And I said, "well that's, one thing we've got"

 

[impressive]

*sigh*

Things are not as they should be. People are not where they should be. This reality is... off. I wanna jump the strands to another.

 

[MagicaPractica]

*sigh*

Things are not as they should be. People are not where they should be. This reality is... off. I wanna jump the strands to another.

Yup. I'm too happy in this one, it's just plain weird.... not normal. Don't worry, they'll be back soon.

 

[Nirvanadragones]

Sunday morning beauty

We were lying together in the dark. The candle had burned out. Outside, the wind was whipping the canvas on the deckchairs. I could hear a plastic tumbler blowing round and round.
You were sleeping.
Why does nothing matter as much as this?
How do you seem to write me to myself?
I am a message. You change the meaning.
I am a map that you redraw.

Sex between women is mirror geography. The subtlety of its secret - utterly the same, utterly different. You are a looking glass world. You are the hidden place that opens to me on the other side of the glass. I touch your smooth surface and then my fingers sink through to the other side. You are what the mirror reflects and invents. I see myself. I see you, two, one, none. I don't know. Maybe I don't need to know.

~Jeanette Winterson: The Power book

 

[neonlyte]

We were lying together in the dark. The candle had burned out. Outside, the wind was whipping the canvas on the deckchairs. I could hear a plastic tumbler blowing round and round.
You were sleeping.
Why does nothing matter as much as this?
How do you seem to write me to myself?
I am a message. You change the meaning.
I am a map that you redraw.

Sex between women is mirror geography. The subtlety of its secret - utterly the same, utterly different. You are a looking glass world. You are the hidden place that opens to me on the other side of the glass. I touch your smooth surface and then my fingers sink through to the other side. You are what the mirror reflects and invents. I see myself. I see you, two, one, none. I don't know. Maybe I don't need to know.

~Jeanette Winterson: The Power book

Just love Jeanette Winterson, 'Written on the Body', sublime.

 

[Nirvanadragones]

Just love Jeanette Winterson, 'Written on the Body', sublime.

If she was a religion, I'd be a follower. Not because I worship her, but because she just makes so much sense.

I've read Written on the Body probably more than 20 times . . . And all of her other books. I'm currently on "Oranges are not the only fruit." Again . .

 

[matriarch]

If she was a religion, I'd be a follower. Not because I worship her, but because she just makes so much sense.

I've read Written on the Body probably more than 20 times . . . And all of her other books. I'm currently on "Oranges are not the only fruit." Again . .

I have to admit, I've never actually read any of hers, but I absolutely loved the BBC dramatisation of 'Oranges'......I had to record it and watch it secretly, I lost track of how many times I watched it.

As for my Sunday morning.........nothing special.......relaxing after our day out yesterday which was wonderful (pics on my gallery thread, if anyone's interested), today we'll be taking it easy......but first I have to persuade my beautiful wife that it's time to get out of bed.

Maybe the offer of bacon and egg for breakfast/brunch will tempt her?

 

[impressive]

*sigh*

 

[Remec]

*sigh*

*HUG*

 

[impressive]

*sigh*

 

[feeeriek]

*sigh*

 

[impressive]

*sigh*

Sunday Mornings

I sigh on Sunday
mornings, dawning clear
cold with realization
that my life
be not as it should
and my love
be not as it could

emptiness lies
where once lived trust
and armor guards
against its return
scars of bleeding hope
a constant ache
in my hollow whole

the shroud is heavy
yet it skins my wounds
and I wonder if ever
without it I'll walk
again

I awake with a start
and start with a sigh
crying not for what is felt
but feeling what is not
on Sunday mornings

~ ~ ~

 

[matriarch]

*sigh*

Sunday Mornings

I sigh on Sunday
mornings, dawning clear
cold with realization
that my life
be not as it should
and my love
be not as it could

emptiness lies
where once lived trust
and armor guards
against its return
scars of bleeding hope
a constant ache
in my hollow whole

the shroud is heavy
yet it skins my wounds
and I wonder if ever
without it I'll walk
again

I awake with a start
and start with a sigh
crying not for what is felt
but feeling what is not
on Sunday mornings

~ ~ ~

.~~.

 

[Selena_Kitt]

over easy....

not even out of my jammies yet... tooooooo cold!

 

[impressive]

Well, if all goes as planned, this is the last Sunday morning of a 22-year marriage.

Next Sunday morning will be the first Sunday morning of ... what?

 

[Guest]

Well, if all goes as planned, this is the last Sunday morning of a 22-year marriage.

Next Sunday morning will be the first Sunday morning of ... what?

finding imp.

may it take you all your life.