AbielleRose

that is rather strange.

Sorry, I always forget you call fries chips over in the UK. Chips as in the crisps.

turkey sandwich and chips

My Life in Ruins

Thanks Paula She is absolutely loving the snow! Aww, Quinn looks so sweet!

What don't you like about the film? It's great! I'm really enjoying King's writing style so far. He can really rope one in from the beginning!

Really? Haha, actually I never planned on reading it initially, it was part of a buy one get one free deal through Barnes and Noble when I bought Salem's Lot. It was the only other title I recognized by him.

Starting The Shining by Stephen King today. Hopefully it's as good as the movie.

These are a few pictures of my family's farm from yesterday (I wasn't there, my dad emailed them to me). The sweet little German Shepherd is our newest addition- K.D. (Killer Dog).

Office Space

Though it is only 7:00am here I have been busy 'shopping' (online ) all morning. Barnes and Noble is having a big after Christmas sale and I got a couple of excellent deals! Sundays at Tiffany's by James Patterson Bitten (Women of the Otherworld Series #1) by Kelly Armstrong A Bad Cats page a day desk calendar to take to work and of course the nessecary Robert Pattinson wall calendar to hang in my bedroom

Welcome to the forum Renate!

Granted, but tons of accidents result because people don't know how to properly drive in bad conditions. I wish I didn't have to work until after New Years.

I just started watching Holiday in Handcuffs

Granted, but you lessened the tight feeling in your stomach by throwing up. I wish I could go sledding.

Elf

Granted, but you get abducted by aliens. I wish I were a little taller.

Granted, but the horn has a short and goes off by itself every 15 seconds. I wish I liked mushrooms.

I never saw the sequel, now I don't think I'll bother Right now I'm watching Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince

Granted, but every wish comes with a horrible consequence causing either your hair to turn bright purple or your nose to run uncontrolably in public. I wish I could go to Hogwarts.

I've put down The Inferno for the night in favor of my Alfred Lord Tennyson book of poems. My all time favorite Tennyson poem has to be Maud. The verse: There has fallen a splendid tear From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is coming, my life, my fate; The red rose cries, 'She is near, she is near;' And the white rose weeps, 'She is late;' The larkspur listens, 'I hear, I hear;' And the lily whispers, 'I wait.' has inspired more than one of my own personal writing endeavors. To me there is something so terribly romantic about the concept of waiting for one's love to come into their lives, never knowing when or how. I can picture Tennyson standing in a beautiful enchanted garden awaiting his love as the flowers eagerly wait too, trying to be the first to spot her. Maud is one of those rare prized jewels that I can read over and over and every single time it makes me feel the exact same way, like a savory piece of expensive chocolate that makes you close your eyes so that you can better taste it's flavor.