Not for the faint of heart and/or people who can't take a joke!

Last day of May!

OK so Today is the last day of May, So that really does not mean anything besides the fact it's the last day of May. But on good news i got only 19 days till i go up to see my family! yeah!!! but i am going to miss my Douglas!!!! *sad face* *maybe even some tears* but on to another subject the pregnant cat at Doug's work place is about to pop. she has dropped the litter but not delivered.

i think that is it for now i might place some picture up here later I'm not sure.

I'm very indecisive as of late.

Days till I Leave!

Just want to let every one know that i got 19 days till i leave for Iowa!!!!!



WWWWWWWWWWWWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
YYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

Never going to give in.

Ok so it's been a really long time sence i actually wrote anything. so Here i go.

Today is May 25Th 2007, it a Friday and i have come to a conclusion. I had a past life or two of being a protector and Mother. I have decided that is what i need to embrace that aspect. I have friends that need a mother with understanding more then a friend that has their own personal interests or ideas. Some one who will not judge and try and figure out why? just love them.

I understand that doing this will change me and how i am growing. I accept that and for the people i love and that love and care about me it's worth it.

Peace and Love to every one today.


Love
K

my hororscope.

Your daydreams are demanding too much energy now and you might need to consciously refocus your attention on more practical concerns. The real world isn't as convincing as usual, so it's easy to slip back into the realms of your imagination. This isn't, however, a waste of time. Believe that you can be whomever you want. Then, on Saturday when the Moon returns to your sign, begin to turn your fantasies into reality.


I find it very amusing.

so here a spider in a box. the funny thing is there are many way the words spider and/or box can be used.

heheheheheheh

OK you can discuss

weird things people do....

Who has to much time on their hands?

My guess is these two.What do you think?

Is he not the cutest?

May something

OK so i got the new ear rings that i got no care instruction on. So what do i do i take care of them like the others and guess what they hurt like a bit(h and so that had me on the Internet looking up the after care. what do you know the way i was taking care of them was the complete opposite of how you are supposed to. that explains the ear pain.

so i took the advise from the Internet and did it there way and you know what the salt soak that they said would make the piercings feel better WORKED it felt soooooo gooooood almost better then sex. and i said almost!!!!!! Doug did not believe me that is felt so good so we soaked his ears too, he is now a believer!!!


So my ear feel good i could sleep on them they feel so much better, but hey i got 2 months to a year for them to heal kinda wish someone told me that before i got them done.

but on the other side of the fence I went with Doug last night to see Spider Man 3. it was awesome, i would tell more but i don't want to ruin anything for any one else who is going to go see it, which i say you all should.

I think I'm done for now.

peace out!!!!!!!!!!

sexy another hole in my head.

So there is one in each ear.

what does every one think? and man the story about when i got them will make you squirm!!!. so enjoy!

Henna

Last night before the storm

Hehehehehe *evil laugh*

A Pagan dies, and to his great surprise finds himself standing before some pearly gates.
The guy in charge looks him over before asking, "Can I help you?"
"Where am I?" asks the Pagan.
"Beg your pardon?" the other guy asks.
"You're in Heaven, of course."
"B-but I don't believe..."
"Hmmm" (squinting his eyes) "are you one of them Pagan folk?" the gatekeeper asks, his mouth curling in mild distaste.
"Yes, I am... I believe I'm in the wrong place, which way is the Summerland?" our Pagan friend asks."
It's been 'temporarily' shut down for repairs," the gatekeeper said with an ironic chuckle, "ever since we took over...err...I mean... since the people found their way to the true path."
"Whatever," says the Pagan, "What do I do now?"
"I'm sorry sir, but you must go to Hell. No Pagans allowed here."
"WHAT? Hell? But I don't believe in Hell!"
"Sorry, those are the rules, just follow the downward path to the left."
So our Pagan friend walks down to Hell, only to find the doors open. He warily goes in and looks around to see beautiful meadows, and animals happily roaming the surrounding woods. "Hmm, so far so good."
A voice behind him made him all but jump out of his skin. "Can I help you?"
"SHEESH! Give a guy a heart attack, why don't you?"
"Ahem... a little too late for that, isn't it?" the guy said with a smile.
"Who are you, anyway?" our friend asks.
"Why, I'm Satan," the other one said with a slight bow.
"Satan?!" said our friend as he started looking around nervously.
"At your service... you're the Pagan guy Pete called us about, right?"
"Pete... oh the guy in Heaven, yes..." he said, eyeing Satan carefully. "What's gonna happen to me now?"
"Well, you can hang out, there's some great fishing going on in the lake beyond these woods and, if you follow the road down this way, there's refreshments and a little market not too far and to your right. I believe the Pagan meeting grounds are just behind that hill..." Satan went on.
"Are you serious...?" he finally asked.
Satan grinned at him innocently. "Why shouldn't I be?"
Sudden understanding filled Satan's eyes. "You don't believe the rumours, do you?"Suddenly, in answer to our friend's growing fear, the vault of the skies opened with a thunderous groan. A soul, plummeting through the sky, screamed in terror, his screams drowned by the opening of a yawning chasm full of fire and brimstone. The stench of sulphur thickened the air. Thousands of howling, suffering, tortured voices echoed through Hell. When the screaming soul finally fell into the pit, the ground shut closed with a sickening thud that rattled the earth.
Our Pagan friend all but soiled his undies as he yelped in terror. "And what was THAT all about?"
Satan rolled his eyes, and made a dismissive gesture with his hand as he said with a distasteful grimace. "Oh, just ignore that..." He rolled his eyes again. "My Christian guests refuse to have it any other way!"

For Beltane...

I wanted you to have a basket

To carry your flowers

And your candy

And the cute ones in our lives

And the last but not the least the light to help you find your way

Happy Beltane!!!

Love Katie