moothejew

*hugs*

I hope it's not too stressful on you, Hun, and that you're able to get some much-needed rest.
Maybe the kitten playing with my hair can help cheer you up:





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Annastasia

I'm glad you are coping through this; hard thing to deal with; but also that at least it doesn't seem to be pushing you to burnout, which is very common among those working in social services
Mmm, maybe I should have waited to read your blog, all that talk of dinner made me hungry!
Been nice IMing, Cutie,

I am the happiest I have ever been. When you just let everything go and just stop waiting for the expectations of what you really want, life is good. I am happy with who I am and what I have. The rest will come in time. And I have accepted that.

A lot of women my age are going through that whole biological clock ticking louder thing, but I think my clock is broken. *shrug* I do like most kids, but do appreciate being able to give them back to their parents after a while. I was often annoyed with other kids when I was kid, and usually prefered adult company who could understand me, as my parents had a tendancy to fill my head with political/social issues instead of very many fairy tales. When I was 6, they worried about the Grimm Bros tales and Popeye (but not Looney Toons, since it was mostly animal, as opposed to people, violence, they forgot Elmer Fudd and Yosemite Sam!) being too violent, but had no problem taking me to documentaries of the bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki.
Glad your day is going better,

Thank you

*hugs*

Have a good weekend.

Been good chatting with you, Sweetie! Glad the new ring is helping

oh man, me too!

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THANK YOU!!!

Hehehe how are you?

Thank you kind sir!

St. Crispian's Day Speech
William Shakespeare, 1599
Enter the KING
WESTMORELAND. O that we now had here
But one ten thousand of those men in England
That do no work to-day!
KING. What's he that wishes so?
My cousin Westmoreland? No, my fair cousin;
If we are mark'd to die, we are enow
To do our country loss; and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires.
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England. God's peace! I would not lose so great an honour As one man more methinks would share from me For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more! Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart; his passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse;
We would not die in that man's company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.
This day is call'd the feast of Crispian.
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home, Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say 'To-morrow is Saint Crispian.'
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars, And say 'These wounds I had on Crispian's day.'
Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,
But he'll remember, with advantages,
What feats he did that day. Then shall our names, Familiar in his mouth as household words-
Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter, Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester-
Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb'red.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks That fought with us upon Saint Crispian's day!
*I love Kenneth Branagh's version; used to have a cassette of the musical score for the movie*

Annastasia

I hope you feel better.

Thank you for the nice words, though!
♥

Yeah, the ups-and-downs and blahs seem to be going around lately. *hugs*

I am glad you are liking it. And I am glad it's healing nicely.

have a great weekend.