ksgirl
Kicking myself for looking at the clock. Ugh...dinnertime...and nary a hint of domestic motivation anywhere to be found...
| Searching for news about the skydiver whose chute didn't open this weekend at Skydive Houston... |
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| Poking around after a long absence. Good to know my regulars are still here. And such good procrastination for my chores... |
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| Wondering why I spelled "feint" that way... |
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| http://tinyurl.com/rea1. Nude skydiving...not for the feint of heart... |
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| @camikaos I think I'd be worried about stretching before chapping. Or at the very least, a stray bug... |
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| Whoa. Just saw a picture of a nude skydive. I don't think I'd want that to happen to my breasts... |
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| Brainstorming. I'll bet I could find nude skydiving somewhere... |
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| It's expensive to join a nudist colony! I think I'll save my money for skydiving... |
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| I'm not sure I understand the reasoning behind going nude 24/7. Freedom, I suppose. And this TX sun is hot. But BBQing in the nude? Yikes. |
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| Just discovered a nudist colony close by my neighborhood. Who knew? Bless 'em...they sure are gutsy... |
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| Catching up in Twitter and doing the procrastination thing for dinnertime. |
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| @GeekMommy "orientate" I SO know what you mean! Drives me crazy. "Disorientated" is now in one of my dictionaries. (Sigh.) |
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| @labanjohnson Mmmm...Starbucks. Now you've created a craving. Like the new picture, btw...;) |
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| @toodark Hope your wrist is okay. Good luck with it... |
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| Planning a celebration for when the in-laws go home tomorrow. I may dance for an hour. Maybe I'll buy a cake... |
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| People without boundaries baffle me. In-law venting time again. Only 24 hours left, and they're moving torturously slow... |
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| See some Tweeters are going to the beach. Jealousy rears its ugly head. Ah, the beach. My job with smelly, hairy dogs can't compare... |
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| Dogs are strange creatures. 4:20am does not seem ideal to start a wrestling match. But then...I'm going biking. So who's worse? |
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| Oh, that evil alarm. Woke me up from a great kissing dream, and thrust me into the cruel, muggy real world. (Sigh.) |
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