Alright dudes, don't bogard my moves... If the date is agreeable I like to invite them over, and cook for them (I love to show off). I have a really sharp V-neck black apron, I wear it with a white shirt and tie, black slacks, and serve the dinner personally, candles and other embellishments of course.
Even if you do use the idea fellas, y'all don't know my recipes.
If you want to be representative of yourself and your daughter, you can't go wrong with letters. In order to avoid the common, don't go with Old English, Asian, or Tribal, be original and...(I wonder if I should give away original ideas...hmmmm...oh, what the heck) have your daughter's name transliterated into Greek or Hebrew. Make sure the letters are large enough to form an arm-band or span your shoulders.
On the subject of non-smoking lifeboats (or off the subject maybe).
I once heard a comedian say that it doesn't matter if smoking were banned throughout the entire United States, there would still be people fourteen miles off the coast treading water and puffing away.
I lost about 15 lbs. once by simply giving up soda pops, Ice cream, and other sweets, fresh fruits, for the sweet tooth, and only water juice or milk to drink, simple and effective. I also lost another 40 lbs. by quitting my office job and working outdoors (more healthy and more fulfilling).
What a day! I sit calmy in my rented cyber tux. There is no slouch in my posture as I ruefully watch the lovely Wikked walk down the cyber aisle in her Wikked gown. I am upright and devout as I wait, serene and without fear because I know what must be done. Courage wells up within me as that anticipated moment draws near.
Finally the moment arrives. The cyber priest has come to the words, "Now if there be anyone present who knows a reason why these two should not be joined together in cyber-matrimony let him speak..."
"I object cyber father!", I shout, as I saunter down the asile toward them, my gaze focused on my beloved Wikked. "I love this woman, and she loves me.", I pronounce as I take her by the hand and pull her near. "I never thought she would go this far to provoke me to action."
I gently cup her neck in my hand, then pull her close, eyes closed, lips parted. Our breath mixes as our lips touch, and time stands still for us. Sorry John!
I like to consider myself a connoisseur of the feminine form. Although I cannot abide extremes like the emaciated so-called model, or uncontrolled obesity, I delight in almost everything else in between.
By the grace of God I have never had to hit the bottom to see that I need to change. However, I have been close, but the worst I ever was...you'd think I was making it up if I told it.
Start with Italian bread slices, spread them with pesto, ad some fresh spinach leaves, a blend of shredded mozzerella & muenster cheeses, diced tomatoes, then toast until cheese is melted.
RE: Sometimes a cat will think of this.
My cat is a hard core flirt, and she posts here often, and says all the right things.