Sometimes, your best bet is to bet on her.

Brutus Buckeye gets attacked!
 

Brutus is attacked by Ohio U Bobcat!

making the rounds on facebook today
 

Hoje Chorei
 

Dunno if it's just cause I've been feeling like crapola these last couple of days or it could be a combination of things, but today my heart is down in the dumps; it tells me, "I miss her." The thing is, I don't know "her", the one my heart yearns for.
She has to be out there somewhere.

Whoever and Wherever you are my beloved, this is for you. The language may be foreign but, the emotions are the same.

Till I wrap myself around you, this is for you:

On the way back to my car after leaving the grocery store, i saw a truck pull up that had a pride plate on the front. Naturally, i waited in my car to see who got out. :sunglass:

Lo and behold it was someone who appeared to be butch (yes, i am assuming, leave me be!)....goodness what a sight to watch as she/he/hy/whatever i don't care (assuming again...spank me!) strolled into the store.

Without thinking about it i wrote a quick note, "you (underlined twice) are such a wonderful sight for sore eyes!! Thanks for being you!", and ran to put it on the windshield of the truck before running back to my car and hurrying off, giggling to myself.

i've never done that.....kinda felt good!

:|

Don't dumb it down.

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Besides the hottie girl clothes-pinning her nipple, does any one else notice how disproportioned to her the underpants in the background are? Hmmm...maybe I'm just noticing the wrong things here...lol

Cuz it is worth watching... for once....
 

I honestly had to go back and look for the underpants.

Yup.

Back to the reason I came in here...
 

Soup.

Spent the entire second half of this Autumnal Equinox today making soup. Yep, close to eight hours in all (not counting timeouts to admire a big ole beautiful Harvest Moon).

For me, making soup can be spiritual. From wandering the Farmer's Market, assembling the freshest organic bits, selecting the just the right ingredients that feel like this soup is becoming. I do it by feel. By touch. By smell. I find myself lost in the moment.

It sets the stage. For making the stock is the foundation that will either hold or bring it all together. Nothing can be rushed at this point. It will take as long as it takes. First, the meat and bones and base elements must be fired. Because fire brings out the savory, the memory of what it once was. Within minutes, the house is filled with succulent beef and roasting vegetables, onions and garlic emanating from the oven. I crack open the wine and turn up the music just in time so see this fully engorged moon peeking through the stand of trees on the hill across from my balcony.

The stock must simmer for hours now, pulling every bit of marrow out of the bones and releasing the full flavor from herbs that gently bob in the simmer. I inhale deeply the aromas each time i repeat this stir and taste mantra. It becomes meditative and soothing.

Kind of like my mood right now. Ruminating on the past, accepting and embracing the present and making plans for the future in my own special way for this day.

I know when the stock is done without even looking. I imagine a whispered "I'm ready" in my mind and I instinctively remove it from the fire and allow it to cool a bit. It needs to be skimmed and strained into a pure, clear broth. Made ready for the next step.

This next step is the beginning of a transformation of sorts, from a simple broth to a full and satisfying meal. And this part of the process becomes more like making love, so I don't want to rush this part at all. My hands and implements are everywhere, holding, touching, parting, exposing flesh, tasting and savoring each step along the way. There is an order to this play, and knowing the timing and reaction of each part, as well as the whole, is critical. Prodding it for more... still not hurrying, yet raising the heat with each addition, finally bringing it to a quick boil before I remove it from the fire.

I suppose I won't bore you with all of the details, but suffice it to say that in the end I can truly say that today both soul and body have been truly satiated.

Having a random blank moment. Hope it isn't anything more serious......

:blink:

i love LL Cool J

:listening:

Know when to ignore the camera.

I've done that and had it done for me.

It's tre fun!

Hiccupped? :blink:

It fell over and passed out in the middle of the kitchen floor.

:|

i'm feeling a little vintage this evening...
 

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So I started orientation yesterday for Lowe's. I was hired as a cashier. I have to say, for having a 'low' position, orientation made me feel just as important as everyone else :) (including the head cashier - job I applied for originally - and department manager)

I came home to dinner on the stove but I was exhausted so I passed out on the couch after. Woke up to the boi and flowers, chocolate, apple pie and a little gift. Such a sweetheart :bunchflowers:

I am excited to go to orientation today :) Super excited even! Now off I go to do my hair and leave :byebye:

Never push someone off a dock.