LET'S TALK ABOUT YOUR RED FLAGS

[Beauty for Ashes 257]

Oh my goodness, at 37 weeks, you must feel like you're ready to pop. How are you holding up?

I have frightening cankles. and I am counting the freaking days! I just want to be able to tie my own shoes again! or even see them, for that matter!

thanks for asking

I think one of my friends said it best when I inquired about the health of his wife who was counting the days like you: "She's just really sick of being pregnant."

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Pattu Rani, can you laugh it off? When someone asks "what will you do in five years..?" with that knowing look, pretend to ponder it and say, "Hmm, he might be getting wrinkly... I might have to find a younger one with more stamina" and then explain or not explain as you feel like it? Also, pooh on the prejudices of an old astrologer.

especially an astrologer trying to hook you up with someone else

hahahahahah

[brnidokiegurl 0]

Oh my goodness, at 37 weeks, you must feel like you're ready to pop. How are you holding up?

I have frightening cankles. and I am counting the freaking days! I just want to be able to tie my own shoes again! or even see them, for that matter!

thanks for asking

I think one of my friends said it best when I inquired about the health of his wife who was counting the days like you: "She's just really sick of being pregnant."

--

Pattu Rani, can you laugh it off? When someone asks "what will you do in five years..?" with that knowing look, pretend to ponder it and say, "Hmm, he might be getting wrinkly... I might have to find a younger one with more stamina" and then explain or not explain as you feel like it? Also, pooh on the prejudices of an old astrologer.

especially an astrologer trying to hook you up with someone else

hahahahahah

neat picture, do you know the rest of the story of what they were doing that day and where were they???

[Beauty for Ashes 257]

Oh my goodness, at 37 weeks, you must feel like you're ready to pop. How are you holding up?

I have frightening cankles. and I am counting the freaking days! I just want to be able to tie my own shoes again! or even see them, for that matter!

thanks for asking

I think one of my friends said it best when I inquired about the health of his wife who was counting the days like you: "She's just really sick of being pregnant."

--

Pattu Rani, can you laugh it off? When someone asks "what will you do in five years..?" with that knowing look, pretend to ponder it and say, "Hmm, he might be getting wrinkly... I might have to find a younger one with more stamina" and then explain or not explain as you feel like it? Also, pooh on the prejudices of an old astrologer.

especially an astrologer trying to hook you up with someone else

hahahahahah

neat picture, do you know the rest of the story of what they were doing that day and where were they???

Yes , this was in Poughkeepsie New York about 2 years before he died. She had another baby at 45 and then in 1918 both he and the baby died and she had to go back and live with her sisters at number 4 park place in Poughkeepise.

My grandmother became a latin teacher and had 3 children. The little girl sitting became an army nurse and I inherited her scrap books and all her photos when she died in the nursing home. I wrote a poem for her and my grandmother and I will dig that up and post it. The night she died I was travelling with an algerian friend and I was in the elevator and I was trapped between 2 floors for 20 minutes at the exact time she died. I did not find out she died until the next day

[Beauty for Ashes 257]

Oh my goodness, at 37 weeks, you must feel like you're ready to pop. How are you holding up?

I have frightening cankles. and I am counting the freaking days! I just want to be able to tie my own shoes again! or even see them, for that matter!

thanks for asking

I think one of my friends said it best when I inquired about the health of his wife who was counting the days like you: "She's just really sick of being pregnant."

--

Pattu Rani, can you laugh it off? When someone asks "what will you do in five years..?" with that knowing look, pretend to ponder it and say, "Hmm, he might be getting wrinkly... I might have to find a younger one with more stamina" and then explain or not explain as you feel like it? Also, pooh on the prejudices of an old astrologer.

especially an astrologer trying to hook you up with someone else

hahahahahah

neat picture, do you know the rest of the story of what they were doing that day and where were they???

the soil that covers you

the grass that hides you

the hands that held a book for me

and the face that looked in disapproval

My Irish Queen

with alabaster skin

and piercing blue eyes

would not approve

of what i have done

I loved without permission

I kissed without asking

I danced without music and crossed the sea

I spent money when no more was coming

I ate too much and enjoyed it

For the Irish spirit is one of suffering

For suffering is a noble badge

the catholic way you know

to hang upon a cross for all to see

or lock the erring girl away in a nunnery you see

I swear if I was back in Cavan or Cork, Grandma'

Like your family's kind

you all would have sent me away

to a cloister .. a convent or somewhere far away

for I fell in love with the dark headed heathens

who's scripted religion had no mother of God

I ran away to the Muslims

Thank the lord you are dead

Your 2 daughters Margaret and Catherine are suffering enough

With their horrible Kathleen who just wont conform

And who spends all her money running to North Africa

And dances to heathen music and dresses in robes

Dearest Grandma ma

I am so sorry

I do not fancy a cross

Or to hang on it

Nor do I find the cold appealing

Potatoes and beef and long winded stories of Ireland and the saints

Are not what I need

I need Amari, Djelloul, Abdelkader and Khaled

I need cous cous and chaabi and rai and the bled

I need all the things I am not allowed to have

And the picture of the pope that my aunt found in your nursing home room

Hangs on my wall

Your poetry books are safe on my shelf

How Ironic my mother and her sister took all your money

Yet the things you carried with you your whole life ended up with me

A rosary, a dish

A painting

And all your pictures

Your photos, your Irish family

were saved by the worst of the family

the irish black sheep is the only one who holds what you loved dear

But you would'nt approve ... you wouldn't approve

Your sister Helen ran away after Margaret your mother died

And she loved men she shouldnt have and smoked cigars

So I think you are used to my crazy ways

Although you are dead and so is she

So don't worry about the convent or losing me or the children

I love you so..

I just have to see a little bit more before I sit in a chair all alone and gaze out of a window

And put on the uniform of a good Irish girl

[sarah and hicham 3]

I'm scared.

[~Jackie~ 30]

Jackie

Five-year club member

[brnidokiegurl 0]

oooook i might have to agree with sarah on this one

[Beauty for Ashes 257]

I'm scared.

the poem is about having a traditional catholic family and embracing other cultures..

I was just expressing myself and posted an old poem.... I dont think its scary in the least.. No more scary that some of the ####### i have seen on here lately....

[♥JP♥ 5]

I disagree, its very disturbing.

[Beauty for Ashes 257]

oooook i might have to agree with sarah on this one

I don't think its as scary as a 221 and not getting to be with your spouse .. ever ... ever ... ever..........

just a thought

I disagree, its very disturbing.

Oh please....

[JODO 2]

oooook i might have to agree with sarah on this one

I don't think its as scary as a 221 and not getting to be with your spouse .. ever ... ever ... ever..........

just a thought

Is that necessary?

[♥JP♥ 5]

oooook i might have to agree with sarah on this one

I don't think its as scary as a 221 and not getting to be with your spouse .. ever ... ever ... ever..........

just a thought

I disagree, its very disturbing.

Oh please....

If you don't want peoples feedback, then don't post your poems on a public website.

[~Jackie~ 30]

Roses are red

Violets are blue

His card is green

and my freedom is new.

Jackie

[sarah and hicham 3]

oooook i might have to agree with sarah on this one

I don't think its as scary as a 221 and not getting to be with your spouse .. ever ... ever ... ever..........

just a thought

Ouch. That's a big no no.

[AngelK96 0]

I'm scared.

I disagree, its very disturbing.

I am beginning to think wahrania is bipolar.