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He comes unannounced but with good intentions. Her fingers find an ear, gently scritching behind it. Green eyes find his. A gentle smile.

"You. Be careful out there. I have a friend who had to medically retire because some fool rammed the back of his snow plow."

*chuckles softly*


ill be running a Front end Loader hun, if anyone hurts me in that tank i'd be surprised *giggles soflty and whines gently at her scratching shivering soflty before nuzzling back into her hand*
 
I so want this dress.

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Oh my and sweet mercy.... this morning started off with a wicked grin. A post for a warlock that made me grin.. a teasing PM that left me whimpering slightly. Damn, he's a tease.

Four replies for threads are needed.

More holiday decorating done. Next week will be the cookies I make every year for family. Maybe four different kinds. No wait, five. Chocolate chip, peanut butter, no bakes, sugar cookies and snickerdoodles.

Gah! I love the holidays but I'm not sorry to see them go.
 
She stumbled from her study and found her way into her room without turning on a light. A path of clothes trailed from the door to the bed, where she tugged back the covers and crawled in, naked. Too tired to don her usual shirt. Her head hit the pillow with a sigh. As much as she loved the holidays, she would be glad to see them go so her life would find an even keel again.
 
There were times when he'd simply no other mind. He was soon after her. The trail of his clothes ran down the stairs and after him. It'd resulted in a few flushed maids. Familiar faces given roguish, albeit exhausted smiles. Then, and only then, he'd slipped into the room he'd been fortunate enough to hold invite.

Her tolerance for him was something miraculous.

Soft sheets, she was still awake as he slid in behind her. The strength of his arms gathering her up. A kiss, well-placed, finding the soft spot behind the lobe of her ear. And sleep. It came quickly.
 
There were times when he'd simply no other mind. He was soon after her. The trail of his clothes ran down the stairs and after him. It'd resulted in a few flushed maids. Familiar faces given roguish, albeit exhausted smiles. Then, and only then, he'd slipped into the room he'd been fortunate enough to hold invite.

Her tolerance for him was something miraculous.

Soft sheets, she was still awake as he slid in behind her. The strength of his arms gathering her up. A kiss, well-placed, finding the soft spot behind the lobe of her ear. And sleep. It came quickly.

On that edge of sleep and wakefulness, he joined her. Sometimes, he did. Sometimes, he didn't. He slid in behind her, his arm sliding over her hip and tugging her close, curling her into the contours of his body. His lips behind her ear, made her smile even as the warmth and strength of his body did. She was soft. Fluid. Warm. They slept. Together.
 
"How Country Feels"
--Randy Houser

You were raised on an asphalt farm
Ain't never heard a rooster crow
Never walked barefoot by a river
Felt the mud up between your toes

You never rolled in the hay
You never thrown it in four wheel
Climb up on here girl
Let me show you how country feels

Let your hair down, hair down
Get you some of this laid on back
Kick your shoes off, kick 'em off
Get you some of this slow down fast
I'll take you up and down these hollers and hills
Let me show you how country feels

You ever watched the sun go down
From the bed of a pickup truck
Ever been so into somebody
You're still lying there when it comes back up

Girl what do you say?
Cut a path through that cornfield
Park down by the water
Let me show you how country feels

Let your hair down, hair down
Get you some of this laid on back
Kick your shoes off, kick 'em off
Get you some of this slow down fast
I'll take you up and down these hollers and hills
Let me show you how country feels

Let your hair down
Get you some of this laid on back
Kick your shoes off (Kick your shoes off)

Let your hair down, hair down
Get you some of this laid on back
Kick your shoes off, kick 'em off
Get you some of this slow down fast
I'll take you up and down these hollers and hills
Let me show you how country feels
Country feels
 
Southern Comfort Zone
Brad Paisley

When your wheelhouse is the land of cotton,
The first time you leave it can be strange, it can be shocking

Not everybody drives a truck, not everybody drinks sweet tea
Not everybody owns a gun, wears a ball cap boots and jeans
Not everybody goes to church or watches every NASCAR race
Not everybody knows the words to "Ring Of Fire" or "Amazing
Grace"

Chorus:
Oh, Dixie Land,
I hope you understand
When I miss my Tennessee Home
And I've been away way too long
I can't see this world unless I go
Outside my Southern Comfort Zone

I have walked the streets of Rome, I have been to foreign lands
I know what it's like to talk and have nobody understand
I have seen the Eiffel Tower lit up on a Paris night
I have kissed a West Coast girl underneath the Northern Lights
I know what it's like to be the only one like me,
(From: http://www.elyrics.net)
To take a good hard look around and be in the minority

And I Miss my Tennessee home
But I can see the ways that I've grown
I can't see this world unless I go
Outside my Southern Comfort Zone

I miss your biscuits and your gravy
Fireflies dancing in the night
You have fed me you have saved me
Billy Graham and Martha White

I have since become a drifter
And I just can't wait to pack
Cause I know the road I leave on
It will always bring me back

(Solo)

Chorus
I wish I was in Dixie Again
I miss my Tennessee Home
And I've been away way too long
I can't see this world unless I go
Outside My Southern Comfort Zone

Look away, look away

(Chorus: I wish I was in Dixie, away, look away)​
 
I am not fit company for man or beast tonight.

The doors are locked.

Only the twinkling lights on the tree and the firelight illuminate the room.

My head leans back against the sofa, mug cradled in hand.

Soft classical music plays in the background.
 
Get some rest he said and she did. Her world was still fragile but it would fortify with time, this she knew from experience. Life had a way of not letting her dwell too long on things she couldn't change and in truth, she didn't want them to change, she just wished they were....different. But, they weren't going to be, so instead of lamenting or feeling sorry for herself over what she couldn't change, the day was new and there were things to accomplish.

He wasn't an angel. He wasn't even her angel, but he is special. His words always fortified her. Made her dig deeper for her strength and resolve. Tolerance? Miraculous? None of those things. It was simple really. She accepted him for who he was. Faults and all. She had no expectations of any sort from him. No expectations of behavior. No expectations of attention or affection at any given point in time. Nothing. And because of it, she found one of the most charming, caring, human beings to grace her life with his presence. One she depended upon even as unreliable as they both knew him to be.

So, the day begins with a lovely continued tease via PM. Another response needed for a thread she was fast becoming enamored of. Her thoughts were half taken by how she will respond and contemplation of a new thread idea. In the world away from this one, there were things demanding her attention. It was time to see to them and between tasks, finding time to write.
 
I am home. Finally. Most of the season's shopping is done. A few more things here and there but I can safely avoid town on weekends. Yay me.

Had a scare earlier this afternoon. One of the kidlets got hit in the head at just the right angle by a basketball. He passed out. The school did not inform his mother. She is livid. I am livid. He wasn't even escorted down to the health office. I was picking up the girl from school when I got a call from their mother. A quick call to urgent care and the advise was, get him to the ER ASAP. A brief scramble to secure a ride and he and his mom were on the way. As soon as I fetched the girl, we were too.

Outcome: He has a mild concussion. His mother is still livid. I took it out on shopping. I am calmer, but not happy with the school system. They will hear about this tomorrow.

I got gifts for the holiday but I also enjoyed spending some money on the kidlets. They each got something they wanted. I took kidlets and their mom out to dinner and good time was had by all. Needless to say, I am relieved the boy is okay. They'll keep an eye on him tomorrow but I don't expect anything else to happen. Their mother is armed with the knowledge of what to keep an eye out for. I can safely say that by mid week, next week I will have completed my shopping. Who knows, I may wander out this weekend if I feel like testing my patience quota.

I like my new haircut. It's short. It's sassy and it's easy care with just a little product. And no, Fr33k, you don't get to see it. :p You have no idea what people have to go through to get me to hold still for a picture. They actually plot an ambush to make it happen. They usually fail.

So, that's been my afternoon/night. I've been out and about. It felt nice to get away for just a bit. That normally doesn't happen. But then, I took advantage of my brother's remaining time here. He looked after things here for me. Now, it's time for a hot shower, maybe a spot of writing before I crash hard for the night.
 
I like my new haircut. It's short. It's sassy and it's easy care with just a little product. And no, Fr33k, you don't get to see it. :p You have no idea what people have to go through to get me to hold still for a picture. They actually plot an ambush to make it happen. They usually fail.

*hacks webcam, takes picture, sells it for millions* :D
 
I am home. Finally. Most of the season's shopping is done. A few more things here and there but I can safely avoid town on weekends. Yay me.

Had a scare earlier this afternoon. One of the kidlets got hit in the head at just the right angle by a basketball. He passed out. The school did not inform his mother. She is livid. I am livid. He wasn't even escorted down to the health office. I was picking up the girl from school when I got a call from their mother. A quick call to urgent care and the advise was, get him to the ER ASAP. A brief scramble to secure a ride and he and his mom were on the way. As soon as I fetched the girl, we were too.

Outcome: He has a mild concussion. His mother is still livid. I took it out on shopping. I am calmer, but not happy with the school system. They will hear about this tomorrow.

I got gifts for the holiday but I also enjoyed spending some money on the kidlets. They each got something they wanted. I took kidlets and their mom out to dinner and good time was had by all. Needless to say, I am relieved the boy is okay. They'll keep an eye on him tomorrow but I don't expect anything else to happen. Their mother is armed with the knowledge of what to keep an eye out for. I can safely say that by mid week, next week I will have completed my shopping. Who knows, I may wander out this weekend if I feel like testing my patience quota.

I like my new haircut. It's short. It's sassy and it's easy care with just a little product. And no, Fr33k, you don't get to see it. :p You have no idea what people have to go through to get me to hold still for a picture. They actually plot an ambush to make it happen. They usually fail.

So, that's been my afternoon/night. I've been out and about. It felt nice to get away for just a bit. That normally doesn't happen. But then, I took advantage of my brother's remaining time here. He looked after things here for me. Now, it's time for a hot shower, maybe a spot of writing before I crash hard for the night.

Sorry to hear about the kid's concussion. Glad you got your thera-shopping in too though.

Also, I just wanna see the hair, I don't care about seeing your face. (Wow, that came out sounding worse than I intended, but the fact remains that I'm just intrigued about the cut and style without it being a ploy to see your face.) So :p
 
Sorry to hear about the kid's concussion. Glad you got your thera-shopping in too though.

Also, I just wanna see the hair, I don't care about seeing your face. (Wow, that came out sounding worse than I intended, but the fact remains that I'm just intrigued about the cut and style without it being a ploy to see your face.) So :p

*dies laughing*

Now, explain to me how the sam hell you're gonna see the cut without seeing my face, hm? Did I mention that the cut hugs the right side of my face? *snicker*
 
*dies laughing*

Now, explain to me how the sam hell you're gonna see the cut without seeing my face, hm? Did I mention that the cut hugs the right side of my face? *snicker*

Profile view would likely block your face if it swoops forward. An overhead shot would give a helmet-style view for an overall image. A shot of the back of your head still gives a great deal of insight into the way the hair falls when it frames your face as well depending on the style.
 
Okay. I'm awake. I have threads to catch up on today and that's the plan after I get home from dropping off the kidlet this morning. Nothing and no one is going to sidetrack me today. I've been far too busy and need to get caught up. I have my coffee, my music and a fire. I'm good. *nod*

So far, no snow. Thank you, Universe.

PS... Can the snow wait until after I get home this afternoon? Please?
 
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