beauty is in the eye of the beholder I've been told and I've found it to be true.
looks is just one thing but the inside or what emanates from inside to outside is what counts, sometime you can get an idea by the looks but not on a whole, the eyes are usually a give away sign.
if it's your best friend she has come to see you so the best option would be to do absolutely nothing, just chat, chat, chat and sip wine by the swimming pool if you've got one; if you don't have one, turn the hose on and let the water run on your feet it's soothing and relaxing.
if she wants something more active, then take the car and drive until she spots something interesting.
I'm an early one, I love the peace there is early in the morning, it takes me a while to actually get my gears into motion so it's nice to do it slowly. I also like watching how a black sky turns into a purpleish blue and then into blue. I'm creative at that time of day.
I like late nights too but I can't do both because I need my sleep.
The siren on the alarm clock woke Miss Piggy up, she stretched as the bed sheets uncovered her soft body, she fumbled for the alarm clock and finally managed to switch the thing off. She was grateful the alarm clock had woken her up from that bad dream, her mouth was dry and her heart beat was only beginning to slow down. She slowly got out of bed and went to ship’s kitchen which everybody called a mess and made herself a cup of coffee.
She carried her cup of coffee to the pilot’s cabin, and started playing with the buttons; red ones, blue ones, purple ones and yellow ones. She sat down on the pilot’s chair and reclined the seat after having another sip of her coffee. She wondered what it would be like to actually fly the ship on her own… she could go anywhere if only she knew how the controls worked. As the coffee started to work on her, her mind cleared; she got up from the plushy chair and locked the door of the cabin, a glint in her eyes as she turned back to the controls.
“I can do it, I can do anything I want.” She told herself.
Miss Piggy had a big gulp of coffee and finished it in one go. She sat on the pilot’s seat and pondered which button to hit first. She hit the yellow button and the ship started to tremble, she quickly fastened the seatbelt and screamed in delight “I’m off” as the ship took off, lights blinking. As the ship went forward into the unknown, she suddenly realised that she didn’t know where the ship was going.
“Where is that map?” There were no road signs up there so she could end up anywhere.
There were knocks on the door but she ignored it all, she kept her foot firmly pressed on the accelerator, “no road signs, no speeding tickets either” she thought as she carried on.
She could see a roundish blue planet in her screen and wondered who could possibly live there….
you're right agony aunt,I should employ the services of a "man" to load and unload my shopping, the question is: how do I find one that would be willing?
should I display a sign?
should I pretend to faint?
should I aboard one and ask nicely?
should I change supermarkets?
or perhaps I should use the old technique...." if you help me with the sopping I'll cook you a meal.."?
It worked once, I exchanged a spanish omelette and chorizo with a good rioja for the change of my breaks on my bike!
I usually make a list of the most important things and then add to the list as I go along. I always come back with more things than I intended to buy. I love going shopping, what I don't like is unloading and downloading the car.
“What’s this?” Miss Piggy asked Kaptain Ermit as she glanced down at him, “what are you doing with my g-string? I know it doesn’t fit me anymore Ermit but all the same, it’s mine, take it off!” Miss Piggy got up then and adjusted the top of her tight little jumper and covered that extra layer of fat that had been hiding under Kaptain Ermit’s head.
aren't you lucky?? I'm sure that there must be more than one somewhere.... so I'll keep checking this end of the world!..... now.... where's that indiana jones hat??
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP, BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP, calling Buck Wabbit, calling Buck Wabbit, are you receiving me? Over.
At first Buck Wabbit thought he was hearing voices, could it be that a space ship was landing on top of his rabbit hole? No, it couldn’t possibly be, of course not, that only happened in cartoons and as far as he knew he wasn’t in a cartoon. He got off his armchair and went to check outside. The sunlight blinded him, he went back inside and put on his Blues Brothers’ sun glasses on, when he went back outside he realised it wasn’t sunlight that had been blinding him but some flashing lights that came from this enormous flaying saucer with a cup of tea on top of it. The space ship started tilting and tea came pouring down into Buck Wabbit rabbit’s hole taking Buck Wabbit back to his armchair.
“it’s an invasion!” he cried.
“No it’s not, I’m Miss piggy by the way, nice to meet you too. Have you got any decent tea in your wabbit hole?
awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww just as it was getting interesting! poor thingy, he didn't even have time to finish his advert! how about if poor Humphy came back as a ghost to hunt farmer Jones in the bathroom??
.........in honour of good weather and sip the smooth wine with its chocolaty and blackberry flavour whilst I recline on my armchair and look at all my possessions that don’t mean a thing if I have no one to share them with or argue over them with that special fluffy girly bunny that I so much long for. How I long to fight over blankets, and tear the pillow apart in a pillow fight, how I long to..........
dragonfly88 Forum Posts (3,135)
RE: Isn't it what is on the inside just as important , if not more so than just looks
beauty is in the eye of the beholder I've been told and I've found it to be true.looks is just one thing but the inside or what emanates from inside to outside is what counts, sometime you can get an idea by the looks but not on a whole, the eyes are usually a give away sign.