Yes, I use a lavender/chamomile mixture or the lavender/chamomile lotion. It is stress relieving to me.

lol, there isn't enough bandwidth to cover it all...
 

...but a massage and a nice pedicure would be a step in the right direction, lol.

A hot rock back massage on my lumbar...please and thank you.

A long steaming hot shower

A warm cuddle buddy to snuggle under the quilt with, share stories about our fun day, flip thru pictures of the beach sunset and treasures, giggle at jokes, maybe a little light kissing, letting out a big sigh as I snuggle into the soft spot just below their shoulder...falling asleep while spooning...then a couple hours later, being awoken by warm, firm, wandering hands, kisses and nibbles to my bare shoulders...and not stopping there, till the sun rises and we catch a short nap

an irish wool sweater, boot socks

a nice ice cold dr pepper

Something to help tire me out.

Time with enjoyable company...laughter mandatory.

A snooze button for my brain..

Or

A nice...big....STRONG cuppa coffee....

Apparently, I need to fantasise:

Right now, I would like to be at a swanky evening event with a fabulous femme as my date. I’d like to be just at that moment when we’ve done the mingling, enjoyed the meal and I’m holding my hand out, my eyebrows raised as I invite her to dance with me. We would step onto the dance floor, me in my tux, her in a long, slinky black number with a slit up the thigh. I give her that private smile and she knows she’s the only woman in the room that my eyes can see. She takes my hand and steps in toward me and I relish the feeling of her body sliding into place against mine. I wrap my arm around her back, honoured that it’s my place to do so, and close my eyes as I breathe in her scent. We sway in time to the music, adrift in a precious moment shared between us alone.

I’m roused from my blissful reverie by the feel of her pulling away slightly and placing her hand lightly on the centre of my chest. “Take me home?”

My innards somersault in response. I’ve seen that look before. “Gladly,” I murmur.

I take her hand in mine and lead her from the dance floor. Both of us wear secret smiles of anticipation and of the knowledge that the best is yet to come.

What I need right now is...

A cup of tea and my hot pink slipper socks for my very cold feet!

Glass of ice tea and some leftovers

I need a nap.

Money to travel and then accumulate frequent flyer miles...places to go, people to see

Some Deer Chili!!

I need someone to tell me why (in like the 8th week of a semester) that instructors are just asking me questions that came up re: assignments and syllabus NOW.


Is there an allergy called "I'm allergic to asking questions?.

I have worked for an hour with a very intelligent person. I would understand
it I were not accessible but that is one thing I do know about myself, my door is open, email is open they have my cell phone, ugh.:seeingstars: