The steam rises almost immediately as I drop the chlorinated water onto the hot, black slasto. I make a river, splashing the water into the grooves between the pavers. I challenge my brother: we stand on the hot black one, trying to stay on longer than each other. I lose.
I drip water onto the…
My evil cat. Cleo makes basement cat seem friendly.
I just remembered that I will be in my 30s by the time my little brother and baby sister can drive.
My sister took the photos of my jewelry: StickyCheckList
What I like about these is that one can easily attach other things to them.
My sister took the photos of my jewelry: StickyCheckList
Pity I can’t get hold of Smirnoff Twist’s bright bottle caps anymore.
I really do not see how posting a status implying that I am pregnant and that I am craving something and then not explaining it to men is going to raise awareness about breast cancer. Why don’t these women send emails to all their female contacts with some facts about breast cancer instead and ask them to post one as their status? Did you know that men can get breast cancer too?
