Beer for Breakfast? Not! I'm just holding the can... lol.
This little boy really wants some beads.
Cute, cute, cute. A marching band with afros and psychadelic uniforms. They were so adorable!
Eating an Italian sausage after the first parade. Oh the beads are so heavy! And the weather is too warm for such a thick sweater. Gotta go change my top and unload some of these beads. The next parade starts in 30 minutes.
I call this blog "Wilderness Girl", because like Moses, I feel it is my destiny to wander through the wilderness for 40 years until I have learned the lessons I need. Only then will I be allowed to settle down and apply them... . .
Bad Poetry?
- MsAmber
- I am complex, yet simple. I am hearty and frail. I am selfish and generous. I let my emotions prevail. I want to make some sense of it. Of Life, and Love, and God. I want to bring back the simple things. I know that makes me odd. But if you'll stay and read awhile maybe you'll start to see. Then maybe I can share with you a little part of me. MsAmber
1 comment:
Cool beads wish I had some. Looks like you had a good time.
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