What Makes You Sexy? Quiz
Wednesday, April 14, 2004
I'm a sucker for quizzes . . .
and, I love the "surprise" answers that appear that (sometimes) fit a personality to a "T" . . .
:-)
quiz link, if you want to try it for yourself ...
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Tuesday, April 13, 2004
"It is only in the heart
that anything really happens."
~ Ellen Glasgow
It's midnight, and I stand shivering all alone in the crisp September night air as I watch your red taillights travel down the long gravel driveway, growing smaller and smaller, finally disappearing around the corner -- and, in that instant, you're gone. The tears are streaming down my face, and I just keep standing here as if, by wishing hard enough, you'll turn around and come back again. But, deep down inside, I know you won't. How will I face tomorrow when everything goes back to the way it was before? How do I hold on to some shred of evidence that you were even here at all? I can still smell you on my skin. I can still feel you lips on mine. I can still hear your voice in my ears. But you're already heading south, with an all night drive ahead of you so you can reach your own "life" again by morning's light. And, tomorrow, my "life" goes back to "without-you" again.
Possession, Bad English
Oh yeah
I can't find myself, When you go away
Makes me wonder where you are
Is there someone else, I just need to know
This charade has gone too far
For the first time in my life,
Feel I'm losing control
I can't keep pretending,
It's my soul that you own
I need you
My heart's in your world tonight (possession)
And you hold the key to my life (possession)
I've got to be with you,
I wanna dream with you
You're my obsession,
I want possession of you
I can't play this game, Am I in too deep
Cause my world, Is where you are
You're always on my mind,
The little things you say
I can feel you everywhere
The trace of your lipstick,
I can taste your perfume
The note that you left me,
Leaves a space in this room
I need you
My heart's in your world tonight (possession)
And you hold the key to my life (possession)
I've got to be with you,
I wanna dream with you
You're my obsession,
I want possession of you
Oh yeah
I can't live without you,
Can't you see that your mine
I need you
Your heart's in my world (possession)
In your world, In your world
Your heart's in my world tonight (possession)
And you hold the key to my life (possession)
I want possession of you every night
I want possession of you for all my life
I wanna walk with you (possession)
I wanna dream (possession)
(possession) (possession)
(I miss you, B.) ~ Kitty
current mood: Lonely
current music: Bad English
copyright 2004 A Southern Belle's Life
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La vengeance est un plat qui se mange froid
Wednesday, April 07, 2004
Although Pierre Ambroise Francois Choderios de LaClos (1741-1803) originally said, so eloquently in his native French, in his 1782 book Les Liasons Dangereuses: "La vengeance est un plat qui se mange froid," we have managed to reduce the beauty and true meaning of the words to a simpler form that we roughly translated into "revenge is a dish best served cold!" Yet, if you have ever thought, and plotted, and planned sweet revenge, you can truly appreciate Monsieur Choderios de LaClos' words -- "La vengeance est un plat qui se mange froid."
. . . more to follow . . .
~ Miss Kitty
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It Wasn't Breakfast At Tiffany's
WARNING: If you are someone with delicate sensibilities, are easily offended, are fond of tossing stones in glass houses, or otherwise have a holier-than-thou attitude, STOP reading right now! May I suggest, in the alternative, a nice Disney movie, a classic novel, or a few old sitcoms on TVLand instead? Now, for those still here, I trust you will have compassion for two people who are in a difficult situation. Some of you may remember Andrea* and David* from "The Boss's Wife," and the follow-up, "Are There Ever Happy Endings?" I've recently been privy to an update from both Andrea and David. Since the last column, they finally have had the opportunity to spend some quality time alone together again on two separate occasions, and found that those ten years apart had not extinguished the passions at all. In fact, if nothing else, it had made the flames burn that much more intensely.
I will respect the privacy shared between the beauty of two soul mates that are struggling with situations currently more complex than my mere words can describe, or any flippant advice can solve, at this particular point in time. Suffice it to say that, although it seems that these two lovers appear to be caught in a continuing star-crossed path, time will reveal that their love was always meant to be.
But, what I am about to recount is an abbreviated amalgamation of the same two stories (told from different viewpoints) that I was recently entertained by -- and, entertained I was -- in that uncomfortable, movie plot, "can't-turn-away-from-the-car-crash" effect that feels like an extremely long, seemingly unbearable, Seinfeld episode.
In some weird turn of events, David's significant other, Lucy has befriended Andrea (don't ask -- it seems no one knows the answer to this one!). And, when David and Lucy* traveled nearby where Andrea and her husband Carl* now live, Lucy decided they should all get together for dinner one evening. Uncomfortable yet? I was, just hearing the beginning of this tale . . . it is simply amazing what two people will do to spend time with one another -- even if it means dinner with their respective partners in tow.
Amazingly enough, from all accounts, the evening wasn't all that bad. Lively conversation all around, good food, congenial interaction between the two women, and the two men -- no outward signs that this was anything other than two couples -- four friends -- out for dinner. (I don't think I could have pulled it off myself!) I guess some people will do some amazing things for love.
My dear friends, Andrea and David . . . I wish you joy, happiness and, when the time is right, courage and strength to do whatever it takes to be together for the rest of your lives. (Remember that you're both always wishing upon the same star when you look up into the night sky and, one day, those wishes will all come true!)
*the names have been changed to protect the innocent*
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