Of everything on me that is mine...or made by people I often call my parents...one thing remains man made...my dimple. When I was small...at least 3 less than 5...I was pulling a tantrum and wacked my face on a bed pole. The muscle stuck to the skin and the doctor said I would look worse to get all the cuts and stuff done...she decided to keep it and hope for best for me.........30+years later........it is my calling....................

On Sunday I went on a date with a very handsome man. I am married but I could not pass up this chance. My hubby is out of town, and so I thought...why not! We went shopping at a few stores and then we went out to eat dinner. It was wonderful. I looked at him and smiled and he smiled back. We then went to the park and sat around for a few hours...it was so nice out and it made it a perfect time. Then we went to a movie and shared popcorn and soda. He then said he was tired and so I took him home to my house and we kissed and then went to bed......
In the morning..he came to me and said, "MOM...can I have Fruit Loops for breakfast?"

What is busy...
What is time...
What is this that keeps me always behind...

Why do you say yes to this and never continue...
Why do you want but cannot take..
Why can't you finish anything you start...
Why are you never here...

Doth no one understand....
My time is thin now...
Too many demands....
Where to put forth my energy........
Five little hearts and minds.....

So as you see my frustrations..
Please keep this in mind.......
You are not the only one that is losing me........

I have lost my own time........

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Infernal day, the sun king hammers away the atchafalya simmers under his stare, and waits til now, eternal now. Hold fast the sun king to his throne, for darkness brings sleep, and the dread of morn and then, the atchafalya will burn again.
Writen by Superman 2-packman