Someone mentioned doing volunteer work in Africa. I wanted to do that years ago, but ended up doing mine in India...
Now my volunteer desire is to do something through the community policing office to give back for everything the cops have done for me from protecting me to going out of their way sometimes to make me smile. The dust needs to settle a little bit more first and then I'm going to go and ask for some information.
Last week somebody very close to me--and my family--told me he was in love with me and always has been. And he wasn't just trying it on...he meant every word of what he said. Apparently he has felt this way since we were young teenagers, almost twenty years, but we've known each other longer. It made me cry because I never knew he felt that way, and it made me realise we never truly know what other people feel about us deep inside. Life is strange at times.
Wow . . .that happen to me once . . .kinda makes you feel as if you've done something wrong because 'Ya just didn't know'.
...seemed fitting for St. Patty's Day...
...the Patron Saint of the day...Paddy O'Furniture...
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Are those butt cheeks gonna get someone in trouble? Uncle Stevie's a Methodist as far as I can recall...
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