There is nothing like.......

There's nothing like cozy socks, warm jammies, and a thick blanket when you're not feeling good :eek:
 
There is nothing like sleeping on a high sandy beach when the wind is low, hearing the waves..your fav pillow, comforter, and the sky and a little fire a little ways a way....cold and heat....and the stars to gaze at when you wake up in the middle of the night. Tide creeping closer, but you know their limit....then waking up and stripping down to swim.... and the day starts again. :heart:
 
There is nothing like sleeping on a high sandy beach when the wind is low, hearing the waves..your fav pillow, comforter, and the sky and a little fire a little ways a way....cold and heat....and the stars to gaze at when you wake up in the middle of the night. Tide creeping closer, but you know their limit....then waking up and stripping down to swim.... and the day starts again. :heart:

Aye, every pirates dream............
 
There is nothing like having REAL whipped cream. That fake stuff blows.
 
There is nothing like waking to brilliant sunshine the day after a heavy snow. The land is magically transformed to a rolling sea of shimmering white. The evergreens are embraced with a shawl of snow. Pulling on the warm boots, scarf and hat. Plunging knee deep into the virgin woods to explore, see, feel and be braced by the world. Cold breeze on your skin, chastened by the sun on your ace and the healthy fire from trudging through the drifts. Enjoying the view and looking forward to the return. At home, stripping off the layers, starting the fire, brewing the coffee and snuggling beneath the blanket. Cozy in the intimate confines, while the wilds beyond the wall wail and roll on the endless tides of time.
 
mindless thoughts from a sleepy ladybug

there is nothing like a salacious thought. that delicious fantasy lurking in the secluded places of your mind: of bodies absorbed in ecstasy, hungers satisfied, and wants becoming needs.

you smile as your thoughts are pulled deeper; replaying tangled limbs, whimpered names, bodies rising and falling. the curtains and how they danced against the push of a subtle breeze. the experience of afterglow.

don't try to escape the notion, because deep down you love the flavor that lingers.
 
BACON!!!!!

When Bob Hope Died the world lost Hope..

When Johnny Cash died the world lost cash

LONG LIVE KEVIN BACON!!!
 
There is nothing like a natural high.

Riding in a helicopter...winning a few bucks in a slot machine...knowing you make someone smile....
 
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