Your Gift
I’m not rich in material things, yet I have a little to give
Small things in life I like, monetary things are not important
This gift is special , I hope you accept it and feel its wealth
Your gift will not be wrapped; I want you to see it in its glory
Wrapping would ruin its special […]
Archive for August, 2007
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Your Gift | Filed under Monday's Moods, Adult
Scripted on August 13, 2007 @ 7:42 pm by Miss Vickie | 37 Comments
I think I took a trip to hell Wednesday—-You know the expression everybody in “hell” wants ice water—-That is how I knew I took a trip to hell—-I wanted ICE WATER—-and not to drink—-I wanted to swim in it—-It is that hot here—-and Missy knows it—-not just me.
Should I whine—bitch and complain—-You bet I […]
Scripted on August 11, 2007 @ 11:03 pm by Miss Vickie | 27 Comments
Tree Spirits | Filed under Wednesday’s Wonderings, General
In exploring St. Simons Island, it’s possible, if you look closely at the majestic oak trees that cover the island, you might actually catch them looking back at you.
There, peering out from the trunk, from between two huge branches or from the stub of a long-vanished branch, you may see the unmistakable image of a […]
Scripted on August 8, 2007 @ 2:46 am by Miss Vickie | 21 Comments
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