Tuesday is Random
The temperature was 74 degrees when I went out for lunch. I hate spring in January. It confuses the forsythia. I think I made this same complaint last winter. Or the winter before. West Virginia is BAD about teasing its forsythia into bud before slamming with the big freeze.
I have a hickey on my right thigh. What I have on my inner LEFT thigh can not be called a hickey. Not even a bite mark suffices. I think the word is "hematoma". The size of a goose egg, and the color of blueberry juice. NOT pretty. Ahh, the price I pay for having creamy thighs.
I am indenial De Nile. I am doing the backstroke, because my boobs are bouyant. Care to join me?
I have a hickey on my right thigh. What I have on my inner LEFT thigh can not be called a hickey. Not even a bite mark suffices. I think the word is "hematoma". The size of a goose egg, and the color of blueberry juice. NOT pretty. Ahh, the price I pay for having creamy thighs.
I am in
