via Facebook... So tired! Heading to bed early.
If you ask me what I came into this world to do, I will tell you; I came to live out loud.
~ Emile Zola
Showing posts with label January 06. Show all posts
Showing posts with label January 06. Show all posts
Tuesday, January 6, 2015
Darlene Pineda
via Facebook... "This year, the Notorious RBG had heart surgery, celebrated her 81st birthday, and served her 21st year on the Supreme Court of the United States. But most of all, 2014 was the year that everyone realiz
Darlene Pineda
via Facebook... I just found a bunch of stuff on a yard sale site that I think I have to have. We are in discussions. Including an old rabbit fur coat. Which I looked at and thought: .....come on, you know me. What did I think? … … … … … DOG TOYS. LURING! May as well get some use out of it. Or is the Ambian speaking. Also there is ice cream but I'm not sure I can walk to the kitchen without toppling over. I need a wife here to help with such things! Must love dogs and cats and have a great sense of humor and much patience. Must be good at adulting when I'm not quite there. Pm me if you're interested. Can include room and board. Okay....sleep
Darlene Pineda
via Facebook... Warning: I am Ambian. My fingers don't function normally. I get cuddly. And nommy. Brain slows waaaay down. It's awesome. My second and third thoughts are quiet, still. I suspect that this is what many call normal. It's like I'm blurry around the edges. Soft. I also say weird things. So, let the fun begin!
Monday, January 6, 2014
Darlene Pineda
via Facebook... "Announcing the Society for Science-Based Medicine" http://feedly.com/k/1gB7IIo Join or volunteer!
Darlene Pineda
via Facebook... Since I'm spending a lazy sick day on the couch, I thought "Hey, let me grab my brushes and I can brush the dogs in between cuddles." Except that my pin brush AND undercoat rake seem to be mysteriously missing. I'm looking at you, Timber...
Darlene Pineda
via Facebook... "My own experience and development deepen every day my conviction that our moral progress may be measured by the degree in which we sympathize with individual suffering and individual joy." -George Eliot (Mary Ann Evans)
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