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I’m not getting new pictures currently but FB pops are giving me a line up
Beautiful pics from the Jersey shore
11 yr
A share from a Fred Astaire Dance Studio page
We call Shalie, my moms dog, a cow dog. She looks just like it.
15 yrs ago
3 blank posts then Another share or tag from a friend for this chain letter
2 comments from friends:
“Mom your precious, I love you”
“I’m with you on #5. What’s wrong with this world? I’m a little scared for my kids!!”
This was her #5
5. I am afraid for our world.
So here’s what I decided. It doesn’t really matter if you guys like me or not. You’re roses do and that’s what matters.
I’ve also been thinking about all the different princesses that keep popping. And how I do a deep dive and become them. To the point at times where I think it’s me and my story, and I have to take time to come back out of them again and remind myself of my actual dreams, which weren’t of being a princess. Did have a couple knock offs, like my Minnie me flying a magic carpet showing the autistic girl all the sights in all the places around the world. A version of me? What people thought? All possible but Im thinking I just have the ability to dip into different people’s stories to see them. Just takes me time to realize that’s what’s happening.
“Don’t get stuck in anyone’s story.” That was a comment I made to the gal that ran the discord ages ago who said she could transmute people’s pain to help them through. At the time I just kept thinking why would anyone want to do that? Pain sucks. Why would I want to feel it? I don’t. But it might be what keeps happening. Or not. A little confused by it. Cause I don’t feel pain from being the Disney princesses, just the twists and turns in my story.
The bride and groom in this picture is Cara and Zack. Camille, Johanna, and I were her bride’s maids. I hate a pretty cute hair do. Reminded me Marilyn, Christina Aguilera, and the girl in the Unholy video.
I posted this picture on Dec 24, 2008. It was the third picture I posted. I guess I was trying to bridge the gap between my friend and I, we hadn’t been talking.
They are the ones that I mentioned before who discussed catching me in the hot tub. He brought it up and I was embarrassed at the time. Which I followed up with posting pictures in NM next to bubble jets cause it made me giggle. Weird thing with Cara, she doesn’t talk to me, but has followed me on all my accounts that she’s on. Messaged me once last year, but then deleted it so I didn’t get to see what she wrote.
Anyway, checked the profile yesterday. And guess what? I spied with my little eye… something fake! New pic popped, which I’m 99% sure wasn’t there before or I would have remembered it. Then again, my eyes do funny things so one never knows.
Funny thing about that pic though, it reminded me of the dozens and dozens of times I mastrubated with the dogs in the bedroom. Getting myself off isn’t a new thing, I’ve done it my whole life. Never cared about the dogs being in the bedroom either, except during the the first couple months of my awakening. For whatever reason the syncs told me they weren’t allowed in. So I locked them out. I never hugged them during it though, that was ME time.
Bringing back other memories now from when I lived at my townhouse. I always had a king size bed since I was a kid. Chloe would lay at the bottom right side cause I was on the left side of the bed (when you’re laying on it) Always played towards the edge too cause the cord wouldn’t reach for me to scoot on to the bed. Yes, those were vibrator days, a topical solution. Anyway, I do remember a few times after I finished orgasming Chloe got up and laid on me or cuddled up next to me. Which I thought was odd at the time since she never had done that before. So I did pet her after, but that’s the extent of it.
Anyway, was an interesting coming out pic. Next!
They’ve since gotten divorced, btw. I don’t know his history but she kept cheating on him every time he got deployed. He was a Navy man.
I kept thinking the other day I wanted to play Pocahontas now. And the Lewis and Clark expedition. Put my hair up so I had some pieces coming out the top
Not exactly sure why this popping. I’m not sure anyone is dating anyone let alone be married.
I did think about getting married once just for the benefits. I was at the dance studio. A guy was taking lessons there who was in the service. We got to chatting about military pay and if it would be increased if he had a family. He wasn’t dating anyone and neither was I. I may have decided at that point I was never getting married again. So there wouldn’t be kids, but I did ask if we got married if he’d split the benefits with me. Oh yeah! was the response. Was a funny exchange and obviously I didn’t pull the trigger or I would have told that story.
None the less, I don’t have low self esteem. Not anymore anyway. Self doubt may creep in from time to time, but I think that’s part of life. I get like that at times, till I rip the bandage off. Usually just needs some salt added to the diet.
My aunt and uncle still live in Fishtown, on Columbia Ave, same street where I used to live, just 5 doors down when I was a kid. Central Pizza was on the same street. Funniest thing was that all the adults were too lazy to walk down and get it, so even though it was less than a half city block away, we got delivery.
Anyway, just checked their FB. My aunt and uncle told me they closed last year. Just checked and their closing announcement was on May 12 of 2023
https://www.facebook.com/CentralPizza215/Practice what you preach.
This is probably the hardest aspect of the profile for me to digest.
“Collect memories not things”
And then a house full of crap. A Disney castle sitting in the background? Chachkies all over the shelves?
Tons of tiny house pics then the interior is of a very expensive home. California prices none the less.
The bitcoin mining pay for that?
“Stay home save lives” With a picture at Disney on a Merry go around.
The red headed step child being moved to the first position was a pretty neat too. Eyes playing tricks on me again?
I remember when you got your first twitter check and how 2k was a lot for you.
So who’s the one shoveling the bullshit? How often does it snow it you’re neck of the woods?
The pizza party
I normally don’t use other people’s pics but this brought back a funny memory. I was living in Philadelphia in my row home, my first house. Got it when I was 21 for 42k. Couldn’t afford to fix it for years, lived with the studs showing and carpets ripped out.
The one thing I always made sure I had money for was pizza. Ate it just about every day. Got it delivered with a 2 liter bottle of coke from this Greek pizza place that I grew up with called Central Pizza. Never got it plain though, I’m a meat lover. Pepperoni on top. When I started dancing with John, he got me into Diet Coke. Never went back to regular after that.
I got to thinking about my mom. Started browsing her pictures. Stopped on this one. It’s the 3 ladies my sister nicknamed the Golden Girls because they always hung out together. Was wondering what her winning Strat was, or is I should say. But her plans were laid out long long ago in a land far far away. Her name is Susan, btw. SusieQ. She had two dogs named Tammy. The first was the Scottish terrier I mentioned before. The second a tea cup terrier, a Yorkie. She was a pretty big tea drinker for a long time. Then switched to coffee for the most part, just having her tea on ice.
The background image caught my eye. She’s a bit of hypochondriac, she’s been saying she’s dying for at least 15 years. Funny thing about that picture, just the other day my sister was complaining about how she Mom gives her a hard time every time Camille goes out without her.
She’s still a shadow warrior. Still very into Trump. May still follow Q. She just needs to rediscover what she can do with her spare time.
6 yrs
I shared a post which said
“From river to river…. from old city to the parkway…..we are one city this weekend. 1.5+ million pulling for one team. The energy and excitement is everywhere. Strangers talking to strangers. People coming together. It should be like this every day in Philadelphia. Thanks to the Eagles for making it this far and for turning this place into one big family. No matter what happens tomorrow, this is awesome. I love this town. (note: I did not take these photos)”11 yr
“Like this dance skirt?”
I did have quite a few dreams where I was wearing a black dance dress. One of which was where I handed the vase to you at the art gallery.
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