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Hate hate hate hate BO Steve. (BO Steve very fitting because he deserves a smelly-adjacent nickname). Hope reader donks the bath-desk on his head and drowns him in the bath.
Bahahah. He really is showing his worst side (but we did get a peek at his best side too 🍑 )
@ladyoftheteaandblood I’m not on here very much anymore, but I do check in to see your beautiful flower pictures. I thought of you this week. I went with friends to the St. Louis, MO botanical gardens to see a Chihuly exhibit. He does the most amazing glass sculptures. I hope you enjoy the pictures, and I hope all is well with you. 🥰
Wednesday Calm Oscar.
Been a while since he did a photo shoot with me. Here is the DIVA of the house actually outside (By two metres)
He Handsome boy!
Have a wonderful wednesday
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Surveying his kingdom. ❤️
Happy Easter from the gang
And me.
Dont get too eggcited its just some small eggceedingly cute egg cups from Easter’s past. Bit like the ghosts in a Christmas carol but with chocolate.
Have a great day.
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I love these! Happy Easter!
Its my cake day
THIS YEAR. (56 AND ANNOYING) WILL I STOP LAUGHING LIKE A 6 YEAR OLD BOY AT ANY SEXUAL INNUENNDO? WILL I STOP SWEARING? WILL I START ACTING AS JUNIORS THINK IS BEFITTING OF MY AGE? ABSOLUTLEY FXXCKING NOT. PLEASE JOIN ME IN BE INAPROPPRIATE AND STAYING ANNOYING THANK YOU.
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I have the same birthday as Bloody Prince Andrew (take pity on me) Top meme from instagram bottom word me
I missed your birthday! I’m sorry-I haven’t had much time to troll lately. Hope you had the happiest of birthdays and your favorite cake and ice cream!
Seriously trying to be patient with those newbies who are younger than me but I'm really out of fucks.
These people are 25/27 years old and it's like they've never worked before. Ever. Not just in my specific industry but in any industry or occupation.
And they don't Google anything. I actually this may be a generational thing. My generation grew up when most of the generation above us were afraid of tech so we learned how to teach ourselves stuff whereas their generation could just ask ours. And they do.
After asking her for two months to set up a reoccurring meetings, she finally asked last week. "How do I decide on a date for a reoccurring meeting?"
.....
I wasnt sure how to answer that. Like that's just common sense right? I had already shown them to arrange a meeting. This isn't her first office job, I'm sure she has booked meetings. In fact the role we hired for, that was listed on her cv experience would have required it.
"How do I add participants to a call in progress?"
Maybe not as straightforward as how to decide a date for a meeting, but Google is also your friend. They have a certification in our industry and I've seen it where they have shares their screen with multiple tabs open on how our industry standard works. Which, may I remind, THEY HAVE A CERTIFICATION IN.
And then we have another one who is just so... arrogant? They don't think they need help or to do anything but suggest what other people need to do. Sorry bub, we're on the same level and you're taking over my clients when I'm on maternity leave in two weeks. You need to start actually dealing with them as you were asked to in October.
"Did you the message from the client two hours ago?"
"Yea, I put a thumbs up on the message"
....right.
Do you really think that's customer service? Jfc.
My life is just one constant facepalm at the moment and I'm so fucking tired.
My hubby is having exactly the same problem he has an admin girl 24 who has no idea how or what her job involves. He inherited her and another who unless you explain to the letter what has to be done and how cant work out anything. Bless them.
With my husband working from home I’ve had the opportunity to listen in on how is team works. It’s so frustrating to hear him say “I explained it twice already and then wrote each step down in a word document and emailed it to you. What is it you don’t understand?” Their response…”Oh…you wanted me to do that? I thought you were just telling me how you did it. What if I don’t want to do it that way?” My husband…”so I don’t care how you do it as long as the end result is the same.” 🤦♀️ The next day his boss said there was a complaint that he was hard to work with and didn’t explain things clearly. He’s actually retired early and taking on consulting jobs that he likes and finds interesting.
Ugh I know how he feels. I work in tech and specifically run my team in Agile. If you don't what that is, it is a framework that teams and tailor to work for them.
This person covering has a certificate in this framework. I've been doing it for 5 years and I don't have one. They have *paid* for the course and certificate. When she started, I said to her, this is your team now so I don't really care what you change as long as it works for the team. I said this thinking she was experienced. Hoo boy was I wrong.
I had to go back to basics and write out the framework for her. Literally every regular meeting, which is the same for every team that uses this framework, how to write out the tickets for our devs.
We have a team wiki. I have sent her links to saying read this. She's never read it.
I started a team bible. This is just for running the team, doesn't include any information on the actual systems I run and how to use them, nor on the migration project I am doing. Its already 25 pages and I havent even finished writing my *notes* for it.
I feel so patronising and like I'm micro managing her, but I have to or else it just won't happen or will go wrong.
We both know just how you feel. We just moved 6 months and I gave up my job when we moved. He was also involved with tech for a big pharma corporation. Unfortunately it’s not just the late 20 somethings. It’s even those 30 somethings (yes, I know I’m aging myself here 🤷♀️). They meet, they discuss, they come up with a solution and how to achieve it. Everyone says they’re ready to get started and…NOTHING. Deadlines ignored, nothing accomplished. He reaches out to see if anyone needs help. He’s told to stop micromanaging. He finally told them it’s not micromanaging if they can’t meet agreed upon deadlines autonomously, or come to him on their own for clarification.
Seriously trying to be patient with those newbies who are younger than me but I'm really out of fucks.
These people are 25/27 years old and it's like they've never worked before. Ever. Not just in my specific industry but in any industry or occupation.
And they don't Google anything. I actually this may be a generational thing. My generation grew up when most of the generation above us were afraid of tech so we learned how to teach ourselves stuff whereas their generation could just ask ours. And they do.
After asking her for two months to set up a reoccurring meetings, she finally asked last week. "How do I decide on a date for a reoccurring meeting?"
.....
I wasnt sure how to answer that. Like that's just common sense right? I had already shown them to arrange a meeting. This isn't her first office job, I'm sure she has booked meetings. In fact the role we hired for, that was listed on her cv experience would have required it.
"How do I add participants to a call in progress?"
Maybe not as straightforward as how to decide a date for a meeting, but Google is also your friend. They have a certification in our industry and I've seen it where they have shares their screen with multiple tabs open on how our industry standard works. Which, may I remind, THEY HAVE A CERTIFICATION IN.
And then we have another one who is just so... arrogant? They don't think they need help or to do anything but suggest what other people need to do. Sorry bub, we're on the same level and you're taking over my clients when I'm on maternity leave in two weeks. You need to start actually dealing with them as you were asked to in October.
"Did you the message from the client two hours ago?"
"Yea, I put a thumbs up on the message"
....right.
Do you really think that's customer service? Jfc.
My life is just one constant facepalm at the moment and I'm so fucking tired.
My hubby is having exactly the same problem he has an admin girl 24 who has no idea how or what her job involves. He inherited her and another who unless you explain to the letter what has to be done and how cant work out anything. Bless them.
With my husband working from home I’ve had the opportunity to listen in on how is team works. It’s so frustrating to hear him say “I explained it twice already and then wrote each step down in a word document and emailed it to you. What is it you don’t understand?” Their response…”Oh…you wanted me to do that? I thought you were just telling me how you did it. What if I don’t want to do it that way?” My husband…”so I don’t care how you do it as long as the end result is the same.” 🤦♀️ The next day his boss said there was a complaint that he was hard to work with and didn’t explain things clearly. He’s actually retired early and taking on consulting jobs that he likes and finds interesting.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf, the photographs, the desperate notes, peel your own image from the mirror. Sit. Feast on your life. ~ Derek Walcott
I absolutely love this poem. ❤️
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lokilickedme:
I’d never actually seen him outside of a TV screen announcing his latest public display of shitty behavior and felt myself suck in a breath when I realized who he was. Tall, hair a bit shaggy, needed a shave, didn’t look much like a respectable lawyer if I’m being strictly honest. Definitely not the poised and well polished image he’d presented when the local news was shoving cameras in his face asking how many days he’d earned in lockup this time, but there was something in the shape of his jaw that made my fingers grip the steering wheel a tiny bit harder than necessary. He was standing on the curb reaching up to hook a sign onto an awning attachment while a young woman watched disinterestedly from an open doorway.
Thomas Dowd, Attorney At Law
We were stopped at the red light about fifteen feet away from him and for some reason he turned and looked straight at us. My littlest, CJ, waved to him from the back seat.
He didn’t wave back. Just sort of tilted his head a little bit, maybe offered up a halfheartedly bemused smile, then stood back and looked up at his sign. The woman in the doorway shrugged and disappeared inside the building, and the light turned green in front of us.
That should have been the end of our association with Thomas Dowd. But as the dirty minded and even dirtier tempered fates would have it, it ended up being nothing less than a beginning, and that sign swinging creakily in the cooling breeze of early Autumn wasn’t just a sign telling the small world of Bendale that the infamous Tommy Tantrum Dowd was back in business. It was a sign, period.
But a sign of what, I couldn’t have begun to guess.
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Umm, you guys... road trip?
@feelmyroarrrr @katiew1973 @nuggsmum @littlefreya @captainsy-cookiemonster @ourladybinxthings @a-little-counter-esperanto
Ladies weekend? 🤣
That’s a ladies’ weekend with a completely different vibe.
“Dildo Boat Tours”
Those better be dick shaped boats or they missed an opportunity.
I so want them to be like those inflatable things that get towed behind a speedboat and like 10 people cling onto. But you know, dick shaped.
@angryschnauzer will this work?
You have friends over one night and you need to get something but you're lazy and you're like "Bucky, can you get me blah blah?" And your friends are like "Who the hell is bucky?" (looool) and Bucky gets you the thing and your friends freak out and you go "Its fine. Hes a friendly ghost. Like Casper, except more perverted." You then feel him tug on your ear and you respond, "IT WAS A JOKE! CHILL!"
Congratulations now I need poltergeist Bucky in my life.
Actually I’ve read at least 2 poltergeist Bucky stories. One involved Steve who was still alive and his wife, and in the other Bucky haunted a house. Both were very good. Of course, my memory sucks so I don’t remember the authors or the titles. 🤷♀️
Ok Freya but... do Walter or Sy know how to dance?
Sy dances as good as a male stripper, bouncing his hips, moving them thighs, he has what it takes to astound and seduce you, and girl, he is about to take you home tonight and show you just how strong that hips-thrust is.
Walter, however…
Oh no, if there is music playing, count him out. He is going to stand in the corner, looking more miserable than ever with a beer to his lips and that same pretentious gaze…
But keep teasing, little girl and we’ll see where this ends.
Oh yes, with you plastered to the wall in the back alley with your skirt hiked around your waist.
Omg but can you imagine being the bratty girl you are, always loving to push Walter’s buttons until he snaps and just fucks you like a wild animal. And you’re at a club tonight but he refuses to dance with you. Fine, I’ll find someone else who’s willing. Enter Sy. His body moves with yours, against yours like you’re the only lover he’s ever had. Every now and then you throw glances at Walter in the corner, smiling every time you see him gripping his beer bottle tighter, his eyes focused solely on you and the hands on you that don’t belong there. He can’t take it anymore and charges towards you, ripping you from Sy’s grasp and kissing you with such fervor that Sy is reminded who you belong to.
“How am I going to punish you for such bratty behavior?” Walter growls down at you.
Sy chips in, “I can think of a few ways.”
At first Walter frowns at him, wondering who the hell this guy thinks he is, but then he sees that wicked gleam in Sy’s eyes and realizes that you deserve to be fucked and ruined by not just Walter tonight, but two men at once.
You gulp, finally realizing that you bit off a lot more than you could swallow.
Outside the club in a darkened alley, Walter throws you over the trunk of his car, one hand over your neck, the other peeling that tight skirt to expose the red lacy piece of fabric you call panties.
You swallow as you feel his fingers tracing the wetness through the cloth, outlining your swollen lips as if you were a piece of evidence for him to explore. You realise then, that Syverson is leaning against the wall.
Arms crossed together and a bulge in his groin, he growls and observes in twisted fascination as the detectives rips your panties to shreds.
“I’ll go first,” he warns his belt clicks behind you, “you can have her once I’m done and she is drenched with my cum.”
Sy chuckles and reaches one hand to massage his painful cock.
“Don’t worry, cousin, I’m always up for sloppy seconds.”
Tagging: @mary-ann84 @captainsy-cookiemonster @spazzymamahenrylover ;)
You can’t help but moan at the thought of these large beasts of men taking you apart until you’re a blubbering mess, unable to form words.
Walter isn’t kind as he shoves his cock inside of you with one sharp thrust. You release a whimper. That isn’t enough for him. He wants you screaming his name, not whimpering. He needs to hear you.
The next thing you know, he’s fucking into you wildly, and the feeling of his thick cock filling you completely, fucking you so deep you can feel him in your stomach, makes your head spin. Your whimpers quickly turn to moans so loud it’s embarrassing. Walter knows exactly how to move inside of you to make you fall apart at the seams.
He pulls you up until your back is against your chest. Within one blink and the next his hand is on your clit, his fingers moving at the same speed as his cock. In only a matter of moments you’re trembling against him.
“Tell Sy how good you feel,” Walter growls in your ear.
You’d forgotten about the other man, solely focused on the pleasure Walter was giving you, but now your eyes flicked to Syverson. His eyes were locked on your body, his hand massaging his cock over his jeans. The thought of having an audience made you moan like a whore, which only encouraged Walter to fuck you harder.
A slap against your ass made you gasp. “Do as you’re told, little one,” Walter whispered in your ear, his voice dangerously low.
“It feels so good,” you cried, your eyes locked on Syverson’s. “So good, daddy.”
Walter released a groan the same time Syverson did.
Walters finger moved against your sensitive bud in such a way that you were suddenly tumbling over the edge, your orgasm released with a scream. Walter grunted a second later and the next second his seed was coating your walls. You shook with ecstasy as he filled you up with his cum.
You whimpered when he pulled out of you, watching as he turned to Syverson. “Think you can do better than that?”
Tagging @angryschnauzer
Licking his lips with mischievous glee, the Captain marched toward the car. His fingers dove down his loose jeans, fishing out his rock-hard cock while his eyes preserved the sight of you sweat-slicken and trembling against the hood.
“Move aside, dick, let me show you how it’s done,” he chimed and licked his lips, shoving the panting detective aside.
Still shaken, you watched Syverson while he pumped his girthy beast right next to your face as if to show off his intimidating size. Your gaze momentarily flicked at Walter, your eyes wary-drenched but just as you opened your mouth to speak a harsh smack landed on your rear.
“Some man you have, little one, whoring you out like this,” Syverson provoked and chuckled as he watched Walter’s cum trickling down your thigh.
“Don’t worry, kitten, I’ll treat you just right.”
Oh nonnie. Look what you started. 😉🥰❤️
I hope your day was nice despite the difficult times. Have some daisies ❤️
Thank you baby 🖤 I Took my car to the mechanic because it was making this noise when I went over a bump. He couldn’t figure it out, checked everything. Come to find out my engine was full of acorns. Fucking squirrels. 🙄🤣
I'm sorry, but that's hilarious 😂
It was pretty funny. He even showed my husband the bucket of nuts he pulled out 🤣
That is Brilliant and has made my day. @nuggsmum I do hope you returned the nuts to Mr S.
Mr. S can choke on a nut for all I care. Little bastard is digging holes behind my rock wall 😳😬
He has to hide his nuts somewhere. Ours are doing the whole nut hiding thing while being watched by the pigeons. They wait till squirrel gone and nick them. @nuggsmum
I would prefer it be somewhere other than the fifty foot long, ten foot tall granite slab wall that’s preventing the hill from reclaiming my house lol
You can hit me when you visit
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If I tell you that I have a file full of 🐿 memes, and, that it took me a while to find the one that I wanted,
But somehow I clicked on the others and didn’t delete them, would you think less of me?
This is not all of the evidence I have regarding the squirrel mafia
🤣🤣 oh my god
My husband wants to know why I just spit my Diet Coke on the table. 🧐 I told him it was better than having it come out my nose. 🤷♀️🤣
Who lives in a house like this?
I finally got our house painted, I did it in a really bright colour and set tongues wagging.
Some hate it, someone told me, If I wanted to sell I could always repaint it. Others have said its a lovely colour but not in our street. (snob) And here and there we have had those who love it.
I LOVE IT.
@nuggsmum @ms-cellanies @ourladybinxthings @fairlightswiftly @tinaferraldo @sf0206 @blondekel77 @coppercorn-and-cauldron @inkededucatednnerdy @messy-insomniac-bookgirl @wolfsmom1 @kaleidoscope-vol2 @wolfsmom1 @suometar @lisas-stuff-and-junk @thehumming6ird @screw-real-life-i-pick-fandoms @st-eve-barnes @tomkurbikstonand anyone else who loves bright things.
It’s beautiful and I will cut anyone who says different.
Here I am am, mindlessly scrolling after weeks of being away and I see this post. It’s a beautiful shade of lavender/lilac/purple and the white roses look beautiful as you walk up to the front door. This would make me smile every time I came home. 💜
CHRIS EVANS at the 2017 Oscars rehearsals.
The hunt for sticky willy.
Ladyoftheteaandblood.
Soft fluffy nonsense with a bit of a sad patch, with Alternative tom and Conny
“Want one?” asked Tom, offered Conny a glass of something green as she entered the kitchen.
“Em, No, thanks. What is that?!”
“It’s a protein drink, I made it.” How could he look so proud of green slime?
“It looks like you have blended Kermit the frog, which is one way of getting rid of the competition for Miss Piggy. Do you think she will fall into your arms with grief when she realises her honey reptile is gone?”. Tom looked at his glass filled with the green goo and chuckled,
“Miss Piggy will always want me; I have no need to commit Frogricide to claim that prize.”
“What I want is a Sticky Willy” and Tom grinned
“The sticky Willie’s I used to get as a child long filling and …well sticky.”
Tom guessed that maybe him and Conny were not on the same page as she carried on,
“Sticky Willy’s were just so much better when I was small, I used to get fresh ones, still warm as you held them in your hands. They smelt divine and you could really get your teeth into them”
God, he really hoped they were on a different page.
“Do you know what I’m going to do today” Conny said in a decisive tone. He was almost afraid to ask,
“What my angel?”
“I’m going into town, and I am going to see if I can find a fresh Sticky Willy just waiting for me to lick it” and she had a dreamy look on her face as she mimed her day’s ultimate goal.
At this point Tom decided it was time to get some clarity on the whole Sticky Willy situation, because if he was wrong his lady love could be arrested by days end.
“What are you calling a Sticky Willy darling?”
“A Sticky Willy” Conny stared at Tom in disbelief, how could he not know what a Sticky Willy was.
“Yes, my adorable one, but what in your mind is a Sticky Willy?” For an Eton educated lad sometimes he was very annoyingly thick she thought.
And then penny dropped to Conny that her wonderful man was not in possession of all the Sticky Willy facts as she knew them. Probably because she had never told him her Sticky Willy adventure from the past, and more likely they had some posh French name for the thing.
“When I was little, as a treat my mum and I used to get one on a trip to town. Then at secondary school with my mate Sally, we used to go home via the bakery and spend the odd penny or two in there. They did those long finger delights’, and they were called Sticky Willys, mum said so.”
“I don’t think they were.” Tom said remembering how Conny’s mum had her own name for quite a lot of things and to that matter new pronunciations of many.
“I think my love they were Chocolate Eclairs “
“They were not Chocolate Eclairs. By its very title, Dough brains, Chocolate eclairs have Chocolate in them, these were not those. These were and always will be Sticky Willys”
The look on her face said don’t argue with me Sonny Jim, and Tom decided to ignore the Dough brains comment and try another tact at discovering the answer to the mystery, as to exactly what a Sticky Willy was.
“Well, they are new to me so give me a description”
“Ok Eton boy lets educate you on all things Sticky Willy.
A Sticky Willy is a fresh, out of the oven sweet dough, finger roll made with the dough you use for Belgium buns before the fruit and whatnot is added.
Then just warm you put hot water icing on the top and eat it still warm if you can. Later if cold the icing sets solid and they are not so sticky, unless you lick or suck them but still particularly good. Day old Sticky Willys are just no good they often lose their slight firmness or frankly go too hard depending on where they have been stored. They must be fresh. And Mr Hiddleston they are amazing, and I haven’t had a good one in years, I dreamt about one last night, all warm and sticky in my mouth, smelling and tasting only the way a fresh one can”
Tom could hold himself together no longer and almost spitting his green goo out of his mouth, he sat down heavily on a convenient chair and laughed uncontrollably for a long time. When he did look up he came face to face with Conny who was far from pleased at his hysterics. To save himself from being killed by her glare he pulled her to him, so his face was buried in her chest. Not a bad place to be at 7.00 in the morning after a long run.
When he at last could control himself to speak he looked up into her eyes and said,
“We called those Swiss buns dear, Which I have to say is far from as wonderful as the name your mum gave them and if you get yourself dressed and let me do the same, I will take you to a place at the very back of Stables Camden market, which may fulfil your Sticky Willy dreams”.
Less than an hour later our two intrepid explorers were off hunting the elusive Sticky Willy, giggling like two-year-olds as they pointed out people and stuff that made them smile on their walk to Camden Stables market.
Stuff such as the local martial arts club
“Good name Fighting Tigers”, Conny told Tom
“Yes, it is. They never go for Farting Hamster or Squabbling Gerbils”
“Or even, Slightly miffed hedgehogs” Conny added, and they walked on happy in their own little world.
The early morning shoppers where there at the colourful stalls, buying the freshly made sandwiches, cakes and hot mugs of coffee and tea before setting off to offices and other places of work.
Conny stopped at the stationary stall and Tom had to be dragged off the secondhand book stall but finally they went into the covered section where the fresh food stalls were. Meats, Delicatessens, fish, and at the very end, a bakery stall with all the posh artisan breads and the bit they had come for, the cakes. Warm Sticky Willys just as they had been in her youth stared at her and Conny at first grinned and then her face turned to tears as Tom’s brain went into gear and he kicked himself, putting his arm around her said.
“I am such an idiot, I forgot the date and I am so sorry” He had finally remembered why memories of Conny’s youth, and her mum had surfaced today, it was the day four years ago that her mum had gone over the rainbow bridge.
“Hey you, get your Sticky Willy and I’ll get teas and we will go watch the ducks by the canal” Another tea stall was just behind them so he didn’t have to leave her for long but he did purchase something from the stall besides that and grinning at her as he tucked his arms around her waist, he lead her off to the canal.
At this time most of the people had passed by until the late dog walkers turned up around ten, so they pretty much had the place to themselves. Sitting on a bench they got out their goodies and tucked in. Conny studied hers for a moment her face going from happy memory to what the day stood for, before sinking her teeth, rather violently Tom thought, into her into a fresh warm Willy.
“Good?” Tom asked and smiled at her.
“Yes, as good as the ones I used to get with Sally or mum”
“To your mum and her wonderful way with the English language.” and Tom lifted his tea and drank, burning his mouth on the hot liquid
“Idiot” Conny chide him. And kissed him.
“Thank you, I don’t know why this year’s anniversary has been harder, but it really is” and the tears fell. Holding her too him snuggled up on the bench. Tom replied
“I think this year has been hard on everything, all events seem to have been magnified in a way if we were living in a normal world, they wouldn’t have been. It’s like these events and memories are a place to put all the pain we feel, that we cannot show about the today. So, my gorgeous purpose who has kept me sane these last month don’t be so hard on yourself. You have been my rock whether by my side or over the internet, sometimes allow me to be yours”
For the next few minutes, they remained silent but snuggled up as they eat their Sticky Willys and drank their tea, while watching the canal as the sunlight twinkling on the water and the odd narrow boat went by.
“Oh look” walking towards them in perfect line was the ducks and behind them their friends the geese.
“Oh, that’s sad they are hungry, and we didn’t bring any food, we normally bring peas. Sorry chaps no food today” Conny announced to the ducks who looking at her like they knew what had been said, did a turn around to waddle off, as no food was in the offing.
“Nope all good. Your hero has food right here” and from his backpack out came frozen peas and a bag of bird food from the next to tea stall in the market. The ducks instantly seem to understand, reversed their retreat, and surrounded the enemy.
Tom and Conny fed the hungry hordes as the feathered army (and yes Tom did say the line) noisily fought over the offerings spread on the ground for their delight, much to the amusement of our two lovers. Tom of course decided to talk for one and had Conny back smiling at the world as he always seemed to be able to do.
When the food was all gone into avian tummies it was time to head home for the usual rafted of emails, zoom calls and meeting. Standing Tom put his arm around her,
“You feeling a bit better?” Tom asked her, worried.
“Yes, thank you. You are my rock, my wonderful thoughtful man what would I do without you? “you would have to Spend a lot more on batteries and Sticky Willys!?” came the reply.
(picture not mine I just played)
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Tom and Connie to the rescue once again. I’ve tried my sad tears 😥after dropping delightful daughter off to a new university and replaced them with giggly tears of stories about sticky willys. 😂🥰
My heart is happy. 🧡
Breathe Navy. Breathe😂
I was good. 😂 Tempted, but good.
What store is this? I NEED some items for my daughter’s dorm. And for our new house. 😉
