Sasha Distan

Today on our afternoon walk, there was a huge group of German students strung out along the path by the river, and they all 'aww'd' over Dashi. so we stopped, and Dashi went to each one of them and got fusses and licked hands. They all said thanks, and asked about him, and we could hear them chatting about the "hund" as they left. It took no effort on my part really, and there were lots of smiles. Job done!

hahaha! You'll have to wait until the off season once all the chores are done and you can't work in the evenings because it's too dark. The demons like the dark, after all.

Lahja was filled with light. It was as it had always been, light was everywhere, surrounding him, making him, filling his vision and his mind with its purity and beauty. He was weightless, made of the essence of The Father, forged from the light which permeated the universe. Lahja heard the song, the million souls of the choir of angels singing in praise for Our Lord, and without thought he turned his mind to join them. They sung high and sweet, a noise which suffused everything with adoration

Faith in humanity restored. My neighbour came over today with left over greens for our chickens - just handed them over and smiled and walked off with his dog. I don't think he and I have ever had a whole conversation. It was very sweet.

You know what they say, curiosity killed the cat. They don't say anything about Tiger's though. You'll just have to wait. the starving is not good for a polar bear. no indeed. but it's amazing what we'll do to get laid.

I thought it might be nice to have a place to celebrate and give thanks for act of kindess done to you, as well as acts of kindness done to others. I'm a big fan of paying it forward, and it's also fun to be able to share when someone does something lovely for you, especially if you can't tell them properly yourself. Today I fed demonstration blueberry muffins to the first six people I met after leaving my classroom, including a caretaker and a technician (and I know no one ever thanks them properly). Also, I very sweet and quiet year 8 student (12yearsold) brought me a present of chocolate Hello Panda cookies. We bonded over our love of Japanese food. It's the most she's said to a teacher since she got here last year. how was your day?

I'll give you a hint - the title of the novel means something!

Isn't it nice now that gay relationships are so much more mainstream, that we have to deal with the same expectations as straight people are? Our parents all want us to be happy, but instead of pressuring you to find a girl, now they question you're choices in men - I know which I'd prefer. Hold tight, and tell your parents you know you've made the right choice. I know plenty of people who's relationships don't work from the outside and no one quite gets why they are together (my husband and I are prime examples), but for us, and for those people inside that relationship, there could be no other way. Anecdotal aside - even though Cris is part Chinese, two of his siblings have dark skin and appear almost Mediterranean. On meeting his other half's father, Cris's brother was followed around the house, being suspiciously eyed. Rachel eventually asked him what was going on, to which her father said "So he's a funny colour, isn't he?" after being told of the Chinese heritage he said "Oh well that's alright then. Chinese kids are smart, he'll give you good babies." There's someone for everyone in this wonderful world, I am happy for you that you've found yours.

But the sex is good! Killarney is beautiful in the winter (I found pictures), and tenting in the snow is awesome! No, nobody falls in the river. I'm glad we're keeping you intrigued.

I'm less go at unhappy endings. I thought it might be nice to practice? Sorry xx

Emmett has a lot of strings to his proverbial bow! Just wait until he goes fishing. so glad you're enjoying him, and thank you for the review.

First snow fell on a Thursday right at the end of October. It was only a couple of centimetres of soft white powder that turned very quickly to grey slurry in the streets, but to Emmett, it was still first snow, and it was a brilliant excuse to be happy. He’d only had one short tutoring session that morning: going through a dissertation copy with a slightly worried third year student who wanted to study caribou but was scared of anything with antlers. On leaving the university campus he decided

you know I love you. No one else wolfs like we do Addy.

Don't worry about it. there are still option buttons I don't understand, and I've been here years.

If I wake up lonely at 3am, then I can call the husband, because he'll be having dinner! There is always someone around to talk to though. Thank you hun xx

You're going to get under my skin with this aren't you? I can feel you nibbling away there already.

I haven't written poetry since I was in college (the english version, like high school). I wonder if I still have the brain to do it?

Cats are fine... sure. dogs, all the way. This really needs a poll.

Jason Aldean - I Don't Do Lonely Well

Welcome! It's always nice when "lurkers" (sorry) come and join us and get involved. It's nice to have you!

Thank you Jess. I'm glad you liked it. To be honest, I still wasn't sure how it was going to end even in the last paragraph. I suppose not everyone gets to be happy, eh?

“Pull over! I’m going to be sick.” “You can’t ‘pull over’ on a horse!” I shouted back. I twisted my head over my shoulder, keeping as straight in the saddle as I could. Kameron looked awful, and even though ten minutes ago he’d joked about being right as rain and had given me a slightly sexy thumbs-up and wink, there was no way I should have let him ride. The problem was, I found it almost impossible to say ‘no’ to him. “Jesus!” I twitched my reins and put my heels down in the stirrups. Two cl

The husband leaves at 10am tomorrow morning. I have plans, I have friends coming to stay, I have my family and his family all telling me to come over whenever. I think they think it'll all be fine. I'll be busy, between the Goblin and the dog, we've a lot on. And I have work. But I see the sunsets and the long nights ahead, and that's where being alone scares me a little bit. We haven't spent more than 5 nights alone in a decade, and he's going to be gone for three weeks. I'm not going pretend there aren't upsides: I can get his Christmas present made, I can have Goblin's godmother stay over, I get the whole bed to myself (and Dashi), and I get private midnight fantasy time with my left hand. I'm going to borrow from Jason Aldean when I say, that I get up and face the day just fine all my myself. No one I work with will ever know anything is wrong. I can get done whatever it is the day needs, the house will still be standing, the washing will get done, everyone will be fed and walked and watered. I expect to most people, I won't even seem lonely, after all, there will still be three of us in the house. I haven't slept alone in years. Even when I took young sir and the dog camping, Fox and I shared an air bed. We always do, and I think nothing of it. I'm trying to count backwards right now and figure out the last time I slept alone... the night before we got married, and I wouldn't describe that as sleeping, more like tossing and turning. That was over three years ago. So if you see me alone at three in the morning ad I tell you I'm fine, nod along and smile, but don't believe me. I don't do lonely well.

Yeah, people do question your life choices, that's for sure. Green and yellow are the only 2 colours for a tractor, and a ribbon! So glad you enjoyed.

My mom still hates mine, though she says she can appreciate their nice pieces of art, she just wishes they weren't on me. I think it helps my case that my best friend is rapidly becoming more tattoo than skin, so she's just grateful I'm not like that! Thanks for your kind words, I'm so glad you enjoyed the story. xx