IT ONLY RAINS ON A CLOUDY DAY
I love cloudy days. I love days when the rain is just moments from pouring.
I love cloudy Sunday mornings...
It's the perfect kind of day for staying inside, under the covers, and rolling over to say "good morning" to the one that you love....or at least to the one you love being with at that particular moment.
It's the perfect kind of day for spooning. It's the perfect kind of day for complete silence in the room...with the exception of the sound of the one next to you breathing.
It's the perfect kind of day for sweet, sweet kisses and the whisper of "I'm glad you're here."
I love cloudy Sunday mornings...
I love cloudy Sunday mornings...
It's the perfect kind of day for staying inside, under the covers, and rolling over to say "good morning" to the one that you love....or at least to the one you love being with at that particular moment.
It's the perfect kind of day for spooning. It's the perfect kind of day for complete silence in the room...with the exception of the sound of the one next to you breathing.
It's the perfect kind of day for sweet, sweet kisses and the whisper of "I'm glad you're here."
I love cloudy Sunday mornings...
posted by Pamela Furr at
10:57 AM
10 Comments:
I wish that I could share your love of this type of day, and this type of situation. I'm actually feeling much the opposite right now. I'm upset that I missed church (just went to the page to listen to the sermon online, in fact), and it feels icky having been cooped up here in the house, ever since I got off of work on Friday. Sundays are the day when your anxiety is high, and when you don't want to stay inside. Doesn't the gloominess of the day outside adversely affect how you feel? [It doesn't help that even at this time of the day, I have to turn on the lights at home, in order to use the computer.]
All that being said, it would be nice not having to get up and go out tomorrow morning.
Now I'm thinking about spooning.
Not with anyone in particular, mind you.
I'll close the door behind me.
Pam is a WHORE!!!!!!!!!!
Pam claims to be a big time Christian yet her actions and words betray her...
Agreed. Like sleeping around, using the Lords name in vain...
Hateful, hurtful words on the air...
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Yes, yes - that's right. Except a man not cuss and not sleep around, he can not enter into the Kingdom of Heaven. And so, do you have audio or video of my sexual escapades? Otherwise, you don't have a clue what I do in my bedroom. Put your gavel back in your pocket...
Pam mumbles...
"Except a man not cuss and not sleep around, he can not enter into the Kingdom of Heaven."
What are you talking about?
I'm not ignoring you, dirty... I just have no comment. The particular blog had nothing at all to do with politics, the war, Ms. Sheehan, or President Bush. I was commenting on the wonderful day. I'm sorry you can't take a breath for a moment and stop and smell the rain.
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