“Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, champagne in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming “WOO HOO what a ride!”
my yorkie's name is gizmo...he has this yap that man, damnest noise ever. when i first moved my neighbor wouldnt come over cuz she could hear his bark...laughter when she seen him that he was some big bad dog....my faithful watch dog..
wow..this is one thing I never thought of, almost sounds creepy. For the most part my mom and I respect eachother, I guess we have enough of other issues this one never came afloat.
I like 50-50 is good at certain times, just not sure when. When i was married we only had one bank acct for the most part, bills and fun were taken out of the same acct...ok so I did start my own savings acct a couple years later, but thats a whole diff story..
I've been in that situation a few times...never lost a friend that im thankful for, ended up one being my best friend. As for now tho, I'm beyond that...need something else.
hey hope all is going well **matchable...do what you think is right for her and what you can live with. time heals all things remember, time is a friend as well as a enemy. I usually stay friends with Ex's, just not the Ex husband. Do what you can do..best wishes...
Enjoy the ride...
“Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with theintention of arriving safely in an attractive and well
preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways,
chocolate in one hand, champagne in the other, body
thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming
“WOO HOO what a ride!”
By Florence Ondré