We met in the kitchen. Half moon eyes. Hungry. " Coffee please".The slumber party winding to a gentle close. Sunday morning nudgin' us back into real time. A pretend week at the beach, sunrise to sunset, 7 days and 7 nights. A make~believe marathon. In just under 24 hours. "Yeah, baby, we had a good time...."
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i hope you had a terrific time and excellent coffee. take your time before chores and work start calling your name...
:)
is the little guy here?
KJ....Girl, I've been in my pajamas all day.........
The Glory of Sunday and one more day off! :)
Sandy....Nope! We had the stop watch out yesterday and then poof! Nadda! So we did what hippies do! We had a party! "Anytime" the doctor said......And the little man is snug as a bug in a rug!
Peace~love friends
Oh my, he is cosy rosy in there isn't he?
He will be determined. No one will push him around. He will be as gentle as a lamb yet as strong as a lion.
I am looking forward to hearing more on his arrival.
As for doing what hippies do, the "dancing on the porch" tag is one I'd like to add to my own blog. You guys just know how to live, don't you?
xo
...deck. Dancing on the deck.
MY mistake. See, I'd be dancing in the wrong place!
Blue....
We danced on the porch, too! You're all good! Anywhere, anytime, anywhere! We just moved it to the back yard when it was time to light the Tiki lights and scooch in a little closer to the coolers!
And my little man is just plumpin' up! Gettin' those cheese curl toes and baby dumplin' cheeks! Oh, and doin' what boys do.....Just when you start to worry, you gotta give 'em "five more minutes" before you panic!
Peace~love girl
Sorry, I'm still swaying from two posts ago. I didn't realize we got dressed up and that it's suddenly Sunday. Sorry.I guess you really got to me on Friday at the bar.
Monty
I love bein barefoot in the backyard...
Dancin on the deck...in the grass... under the clothes line
Waitin on the angels,
to sing me their song...
My love to you dear friend,
M
Amazing to me how easy, and oh! so pleasant to get swept up and whisked away into your world.
Dancin in my jammers,,,feeling the pretend sand between my toes,,the feel of the surf ticklin my ankles.
Sippin that first mug of black gold,,,,Joe bringin me back to the here and now,,thanks for the invite Sing, next time we'll do it at the lake, dance around the campfire while the raccoons watch and count the marshmallows.
CEO....Lol! I'm still swaying from Saturday! Must be something in the wind! :)
Maithri.....:) Yup that clothesline was swaying to the sound....little wooden pins clicking in the wind!.... And
you woulda loved it!
Kimbies had her harp, we had Chanty boy and Nadine's harmonicas, and those beautiful red morracas Lindalou made from backyard gourds.....
And of course,
the guitar man and the wind....
It was wild!
Babs....I'm with you girl! Lakeside reminds me of our days at Peace creek.....Perfect! And if there's anything I've learned from growing old, it's that we should be 16 and 18 and 23 and 32 over and over and over again....feel the love, save the spirit!
Peace~love my friends
Scooch in a little closer
schooching...
as we speak.
type.
Peace Singy!
Blue....
May the circle be unbroken....
Clink! Tink! Type!
Peace~love my friend
Oh, cool... you made your own music... very cool!
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