loudproudsilentdeadly
Loudproudsilentdeadly
loudproudsilentdeadly

Not that anyone will see this as I'm still grey as hell but when I was 15 I was babysitting for some hippies that lived in the boonies. I went to put the kid to bed and must have left the screened in porch door open. When I returned a momma and aaaalll her babies were inside the kitchen eating the cat food. I jumped

You just described me to a tee! Although I haven't figured out the clothes thing thing yet. Sometimes I mistily look upon hippie clothes and just wish....

I must admit I may have teeter tottered on the edge of hysteria about this Friday night. I hopped into a cab and the cabbie was pissed and telling me this was his last night on the job because they kept giving him the shittiest cabs and that he could hardly see out of the one we were in and that if it weren't for me

thanks. I will see if I am capable of getting dressed!

I'm back in the greys too and falsely believed that a kind hearted soul had approved me and that I was in the black again. Bwahaha! It's kind of hysterical really. Now I'm just gonna tell you all a story about a small town girl who became one of the first girls in her circle of friends to get in the black! I was like

When I was in my early 20's I worked for a local custard shop. They decided to do a calendar of weekly flavors and distribute it to the college students. They brought a photographer in to take some shots of the pretty girls who worked there as a bonus. They got one playful shot of me and another girl each licking the

Whoa! I'm back in the greys. I guess I'm super duper unhip! Ouch

So I'm not in the greys but seem a bit unpopular and I'm trying to decide if being in the greys and not knowing your unpopular is better than being in the black and knowing you are! Am I missing proper etiquette on starring people? Anywho my husband was downstairs in the garage with friends and someone dropped a beer

I forgot one. Dead Poets Society. Oh Captain, my Captain....

He has given us so much! Mork and Mindy, Mrs doubtfire, Goodwill Hunting and my favorite Patch Adams. I know many of the clowns and Patch's brother Wilde married my hubby and I. I can say with out a doubt he did justice to that life story.

Ummmm this guy is NOT 22. No way. No how

My problem with this is: when you drug test a parent and deny them welfare then the person you are really punishing and starving are their children . I grew up on welfare and was thankful for every ounce of help. My siblings and I all grew up to be productive, smart, and kind people who have had the good fortune of

my husband was on skis, I a snowboard. He was going to fly around me and turn around to ski backwards. He didn't realize how fast I was going and his skis crossed on top of my board. I catapulted in the air and landed on my back. When I caught my breath I heard the most obnoxious laughter. I stood up to punch the dick

read half broke horses. I loved knowing why the mother in the glass castle became who she became. I liked it as much as the first!

I cried totally sober during stop making sense.

this isn't my story but it's a good one. I used to work with this older hippie woman. We had a big snowstorm and she lived in the middle of nowhere. Her and her husband were snowed in for the day so they made a batch of brownies. While the brownies were in the oven they heard a loud noise in the driveway. It was her

am I the only one who wants to write inappropriate captions under each photo?

glass castle! I'm in poor form !

She has written three. The glass house, I can't remember the title of the second one(Chardonnay ) maybe half broke horses? Both Amazing! The third is the silver star I think? I've read it twice but it must not be as good as you said some books are earthworm books

the last book I found that really caught my eye at the book fair by Jeanette walls intrigued me so... I bought it put my daughter to bed and opened it with great hope.... Only to realize I had already read it and forgot! Oy vey!