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Many moons and several pounds ago, I let someone talk me into posing on a cliff at the Grand Canyon #yikes #grandcanyon #cliff https://www.instagram.com/p/CMzN_Lwnl03/?igshid=ich5am41pkvb

#yikes #grandcanyon #cliff

Vaccinated, and I got a lolli 😋 #covidvacccine #covid_19 https://www.instagram.com/p/CMVDcP3HK9k/?igshid=1nkc4jmxvi9tt

#covidvacccine #covid_19

Floofy boy hugging himself in his sleep #pepper #catsofinstagram https://www.instagram.com/p/CL7yzLCnyz5/?igshid=l4o65x63ume9

#pepper #catsofinstagram

Happy National Love Your Pet day! Pepper is a sweetheart and loves to snuggle. #nationalpetsday #yesineedamanicure https://www.instagram.com/p/CLhwQM2naxE/?igshid=2q5h8w1qci

#nationalpetsday #yesineedamanicure

My own personal stalactite icicles #snovid2021 #texas #texasstrong https://www.instagram.com/p/CLf0IlTnA80/?igshid=1ppio57ce937u

#snovid2021 #texas #texasstrong

The most beautiful sight in Texas today is sunshine and melting ice. #Snovid2021 #texasstrong #texas https://www.instagram.com/p/CLe1wwenwSK/?igshid=qjjbu3qc09l1

#snovid2021 #texasstrong #texas

shimmershae

Carol sleepily climbing the stairs from Daryl's room and walking into the kitchen where he's manning the stove and a pan full of eggs. Her hair's a tangled mass of curls and the sleeves of his stolen shirt swallow up her hands. She's got his sweats triple rolled at her waist.

And her fuzzy socks clash horribly with the whole ensemble but who cares? She’s hungry and happy and still a little hazy from the night they had so she doesn’t notice the kids sitting at the kitchen table until after she’s plastered her front to his back and planted a noisy kiss between his broad shoulders.

A round of snickering erupts that draws a grumpy bark from Dog who’s trying and failing to snooze with all the morning commotion. He’s seen things, heard things the kids didn’t have to see and hear two floors up, thank you very much. Carol tries to match his grumpiness when she turns around to mock-scold the kids, but she fails spectacularly because she catches the wide content grin playing at Daryl’s lips and in seconds, it has her grinning too. "Stahp,“ they say in unison but everybody knows they don’t mean it.

They share breakfast and smiles and stories at that table until Aaron and Gracie come calling. Turns out? Carol’s dreams have nothing on her new reality.

Reblog if you agree.

#jengachampion #katelynnrenee https://www.instagram.com/p/CJfWb1znck2/?igshid=mukl2i4obcfz

#jengachampion #katelynnrenee

It’s a crinkly New Year. It’s Daniel’s Corona Suit #danielbryce https://www.instagram.com/p/CJfLBTcnqTA/?igshid=n82ejpu1c3ev

#danielbryce

Happy New Year https://www.instagram.com/p/CJeZDicnfHb/?igshid=18tpmfdtpmqkt

shimmershae

Carol sleepily climbing the stairs from Daryl's room and walking into the kitchen where he's manning the stove and a pan full of eggs. Her hair's a tangled mass of curls and the sleeves of his stolen shirt swallow up her hands. She's got his sweats triple rolled at her waist.

And her fuzzy socks clash horribly with the whole ensemble but who cares? She’s hungry and happy and still a little hazy from the night they had so she doesn’t notice the kids sitting at the kitchen table until after she’s plastered her front to his back and planted a noisy kiss between his broad shoulders.

A round of snickering erupts that draws a grumpy bark from Dog who’s trying and failing to snooze with all the morning commotion. He’s seen things, heard things the kids didn’t have to see and hear two floors up, thank you very much. Carol tries to match his grumpiness when she turns around to mock-scold the kids, but she fails spectacularly because she catches the wide content grin playing at Daryl’s lips and in seconds, it has her grinning too. "Stahp,“ they say in unison but everybody knows they don’t mean it.

They share breakfast and smiles and stories at that table until Aaron and Gracie come calling. Turns out? Carol’s dreams have nothing on her new reality.

Reblog if you agree.

swanqueensalad

anyone else lay awake at night thinking about how daryl dixon went from yelling ‘you ain’t my problem’ at carol when he first started to care about her and that made him scared, to wiping away her tears and begging her to confide in him because ‘i’m the one you tell, me’

shimmershae

Is it too much to ask that Daryl kisses Carol before we all shuffle off this mortal coil? I mean.

shimmershae

Carol sleepily climbing the stairs from Daryl's room and walking into the kitchen where he's manning the stove and a pan full of eggs. Her hair's a tangled mass of curls and the sleeves of his stolen shirt swallow up her hands. She's got his sweats triple rolled at her waist.

And her fuzzy socks clash horribly with the whole ensemble but who cares? She’s hungry and happy and still a little hazy from the night they had so she doesn’t notice the kids sitting at the kitchen table until after she’s plastered her front to his back and planted a noisy kiss between his broad shoulders.

A round of snickering erupts that draws a grumpy bark from Dog who’s trying and failing to snooze with all the morning commotion. He’s seen things, heard things the kids didn’t have to see and hear two floors up, thank you very much. Carol tries to match his grumpiness when she turns around to mock-scold the kids, but she fails spectacularly because she catches the wide content grin playing at Daryl’s lips and in seconds, it has her grinning too. "Stahp,“ they say in unison but everybody knows they don’t mean it.

They share breakfast and smiles and stories at that table until Aaron and Gracie come calling. Turns out? Carol’s dreams have nothing on her new reality.

Reblog if you agree.