jen's blog: "feeding the senses"

silver grey shimmered in the sun the old man laughing as the warmth kisses his skin he remembers what it was to be young, again. his ears seem to hear every single sound out here yet back inside, he can never hear those pesky nurses; someone calls his name- it's her. she was the one back then. so beautiful. he remembers meeting down at smiths pond, behind the railroad tracks. that's where he received the best gift of his life; her kisses were like honeysuckle to his tongue. but she's gone now, passed away a few years ago, it was just her time. he never did get to say goodbye. laughter- who's that laughing? oh, it was just jane and michael. there was so much wonderment in watching his two children grow up- but reality is harsh when you haven't seen either of them in atleast five years. a sadness overcomes his mind. why is he here? stuck at this place where no one comes to see him but the blue birds on a warm sunday morning. he missed his wife. she was his best friend, the only person who truely understood him. it was raining that day of her funeral. he knew she hated the fact that everyone just had to wear black, she never understood it when she was alive. she always said,"honey, i want you to dance at my funeral," he remembered the snicker on her face,"and sing jimmy crack corn and i don't care just for me! no need for anyone to be sad about it. oh and don't forget to wear the brightest yellow plaid suit you can find, just for me honey." so he did, and no one understood. the kids, especially. there was fighting that afternoon, name calling, how dare you's, and we'll never talk to you again. he remembers now, and starts to snicker. this time, his name carried in the wind, it startles his wondering mind. oh, its just one of them. tracey, the evening nurse comes to the apple tree where george sits in his wheelchair. "come on george, it's time for your dinner. you'd sit out here all day and night if you could, wouldn't you?" george just snickered.

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The Legend of St. Nicholas and Santa Claus The legend of Santa Claus can be traced back hundreds of years to a monk named St. Nicholas. It is believed that Nicholas was born sometime around 280 A.D. in Patara, near Myra in modern-day Turkey. Much admired for his piety and kindness, St. Nicholas became the subject of many legends. It is said that he gave away all of his inherited wealth and traveled the countryside helping the poor and sick. One of the best known of the St. Nicholas stories is that he saved three poor sisters from being sold into slavery or prostitution by their father by providing them with a dowry so that they could be married. Over the course of many years, Nicholas's popularity spread and he became known as the protector of children and sailors. His feast day is celebrated on the anniversary of his death, December 6. This was traditionally considered a lucky day to make large purchases or to get married. By the Renaissance, St. Nicholas was the most popular saint in Europe. Even after the Protestant Reformation, when the veneration of saints began to be discouraged, St. Nicholas maintained a positive reputation, especially in Holland.

she's married, has a baby, loves her hubby very much. she' cute and little. she's a runner. she's also 26 but looks like she hasn't even graduated highschool. well heres what happened to her. she went to the mall to a play area so her daughter could play with other kids. she had forgotten to put her wedding ring on after putting lotion on her daughter after her bath. she was in a rush to get to the play area. but she feels naked without it. she realizes she forgot it after situation. so anyways there are other parents with their kids at this play area, and while there, a young gentlemen comes up and asks her what time it is. she told him and he says thankyou and goes back by his daughter. about ten or fifteen minutes later, he comes back over and says, excuse me, but i couldn't help noticeing you weren't here with anyone, and wondered if i could keep you company sometime. she looked right at him and said she has a husband. he says oh, sorry about that, it was nice to meet you, my name is so and so. she instantly felt kind of sick inside, and grossed out because, number one, he was there with his daughter and trying to pick up a girl, and second,she's married, and when another guy hit on her, it felt almost weird, alien type stuff. she's the type of person who, because she's with the man she loves, she's not really into other men taking notice or making moves on her. she just doesn't like it. after it happened, then she went to feel for her ring and felt even more wierd, like she had to run home that instant and put it on NOW. i told her i see her point. and i would have felt weirded out too. it's not like the guy said, maybe we could go out for coffee some time. he was making a run around statement of: i'd like us to be fucking buddies, what do you think?. and, while both have children there during this... very much a sleeze if you ask me. i dont' know, guys, friends, be honest, what do you think???

first of all, the nsfw thing: ok, the first time i got marked on my photo as that, it was by a jealous female on here. and she left me a comment so i commented back telling her stop wasting my time and quit acting jealous. i've just had another marked that. now i don't know if its by a person or the shop itself. all i haveto say is, for the idiots who come on here, trying to be god about it, eff u. period. i've seen sights on here with pics of girls sucking guys dicks, fucking other women, etc..... so i show a cool pair of underwear and now it's nsfw???? what the hell ever. yes i'm angry, really angry. this is my page. if you don't like whats on it, then dont' look at it. that my friends is just common sense, right????

her name is rhonda adams, she was considered number three out of a top ten of internet models off of netscape. and out of them all, i really thought she should have been number one. so my solute to her and her outstanding beauty:
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are you a girl or a guy? ok, i'm naturally sarcastic, and here it comes: dumbass, what the hell do the pictures say??? no offense,but i don't think anything i have on here is misleading in any way, AT ALL. anyhoo, my run was wonderful, as always. have a great day beautiful people!

i'm going for a run in a minute to clear my head. i just wanted to say good morning and i hope you all slept well. hopefully, you had dreams that made you want to stay in bed. have a great day and i'll be by later to check out what is up with you:) god bless!