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A Home Full Of Love

A Book Of Memories ........
May 10

What A Kiss Means

*Kiss on the Forehead ----"Forever you will be mine"
*Kiss on the Ear ---"I'm horny"
*Kiss on the Cheek ---"We're friends"
*Kiss on the Hand ---"I adore you"
*Kiss on the Neck ---"We belong together"
*Kiss on the Shoulder ---"I want you"
*Kiss on the Lips ---"I love you" OR "I want you"
*Kiss on the belly-----"lets have sex"
*Holding Hands ---"We can learn to love each other"
*A wink ---"Let's get it on"
*Slap on the Butt ---"That's mine"
*Playing with the Ear ---"I can't live without you"
*Holding on tight ---"Don't let go"
*Looking into each other's Eyes ---"Don't let go"
*Playing with Hair on Head ---"Tell me you love me"
*Arms around the Waist ---"I love you too much to let go"
*Laughing while Kissing ---"I am completley Comfortable with you"
--Advice--
*Dont ask for a kiss, take one.
*If you were thinking about someone while reading this,
you're definitely in Love (or strong like).
August 18

Remembering The Worst Day Of My Life...August 18th 1998

 

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Today is for my precious son Tony who died 8 years ago today from cancer, he was just 16 years old and full of life. I am very privileged in that I was able to see the man that my son would have grown into during the 8 months that he battled against this dreadful disease. During these months we became incredibly close, something that I will cherish for the rest of my life. He taught me a lot during this period, he only cried once during the whole ordeal when he asked me why it was him, he was only 16 he didn’t want to die! Every day he made me laugh, he was such an extrovert and everybody that met him loved him instantly, even the nurses argued as to who was look after him because they all wanted their time with him. What a huge ego boost for a 16 yr old lad! He once said that he was glad that it was him with cancer, and not me or his brother or sister, he said that he wouldn’t have been able to cope with that hurt!! How I so wish that it had of been the other way around and it had been me…….. 8 Years that feels like 8 days, and yet a lifetime ago ………. www.sadhouse.blogspot.com
June 02

Forgive me sister for I have sinned ....

Please forgive me Sister for I have sinned....

My very trusting sister asked me to create a Frappr page for her and me being the kind, caring person that I am duly obliged.

Trouble is even when sisters grow up they can still be naughty and I couldn't resist having a little bit of fun (at her expense of course)

Its not my fault if she wasn't impressed with the new occupation that I created for her was it ?? How was I to know that she didn't want to be a Brothel Madam ...I just thought the extra money would come in handy !!!

And you would think she would be happy at all the male attention she's now getting  (lol) She knows I love her really , well I hope so anyway !

May 26

The eyes have had it!

Yep its official my eyes are getting old!
That's what I was told today by the optician as he looked into my eyes straight through to my soul...
Blimey how the eye test has changed since I last went , not a case of covering an eye with your hand and read the letters anymore.
Now they have sophisticated machines that puff air into your eyes! And click when you see this and that on the screen. Yes ... you read that correctly.
Anyway the final outcome is that I still have to wear goggles, and now stronger ones because my eyes are older.

Him upstairs isn't content with giving me wrinkles , extra flab and teeth falling out ... I suppose the next thing will be grey hair and smelling of pee!!
So I guess I'll have to settle for designer glasses, go on a diet , false teeth (eek) , keep colouring the hair and as for the pee....incontinence pads.

Oh to be young again ....

May 24

BLOG OF THE WEEK


I have been slowly writing a blog in memory of my son Tony with the intention of keeping him 'alive' in cyberspace. I was absolutely thrilled today to discover that 2 very kind people have visited, one has put me on his website as 'Blog of the week' and the other has offered to design a personal website through her design company free of charge. As somebody who has very little in the way of good luck or nice things happening, I am on top of the world!!! If any of you would like to read my blog it is : http://www.sadhouse.blogspot.com
May 18

I'm Addicted

It's official...I am totally addicted to this computer. If I could spend all day every day in front of it I would, you don't need to go out anywhere anymore when you have one of these.
The great thing is that you can snoop around peoples blogs and be as nosey as you want without anyone complaining , in fact they encourage you to do it!
Since Tony died friends and family are nowhere to be seen, nobody's fault just one of those things...but here it's brilliant you only need to tell them what you want them to know.
Ive never had so many people interested in me, well not all at once anyway, maybe when I was a party animal, but not this old shell of Sharon.
See I can even talking a load of rubbish and nobody complains, I love this solitude.
 
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Getting more mad as i am getting older. There is always 3 sides to a story, his hers and the truth
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