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Ya~Ya Sisterhood~ Female Bonding~My page will change it's look oh, about monthly {giggles}

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MEMBER SINCE: 06/16/2018
STAR SIGN: Aries
LAST LOGIN: 07/21/2018 09:32:45

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Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood

“It’s life. You don’t figure it out. You just climb up on the beast and ride.”




“You know how some people, when they're together, they somehow make you feel more hopeful? Make you feel like the world is not the insane place it really is?”






“I want to lay up like that, to float unstructured, without ambition or anxiety. I want to inhabit my life like a porch.”












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“She longed for porch friendship, for the sticky, hot sensation of familiar female legs thrown over hers in companionship. She pined for the girliness of it all, the unplanned, improvisational laziness. She wanted to soak the words 'time management' out of her lexicon. She wanted to hand over, to yield, to let herself float down the unchartered beautiful fertile musky swamp of life, where creativity and eroticism and deep intelligence dwell.”




“See, she goes places when she reads. I know all about that. When I'm reading, wherever I am, I'm always somewhere else.”





“But who has time to write memoirs? I’m still living my memoirs.”






I love cooking for my family and meeting new sister friends.






“She used to say she could taste sleep and that it was as delicious as a BLT on fresh French bread.”


“The soft aroma of old worn cotton from a linen chest, the lingering smell of tobacco on an angora sweater; Jergen's hand lotion, sauteed green peppers and onions; the sweet, nutty smell of peanut butter and bananas, the oaken smell of good bourbon. A combination of lily of the valley, cedar, vanilla, and somewhere, the lingering of old rose. These smells are older than any thought. Mama, Teensy, Neecie, and Caro, each one of them had an individual scent, to be sure. But this is the Gumbo of their scents. This is the Gumbo Ya-Ya. This is the internal vial of perfume I carry with me everywhere I go.”




Conquer my fear of Lizards:) No I won't post even the tiniest image of one {Giggles}





To own a condo on the beach in North Padre Island.












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I am a Wife, Mother, a sister, a friend. I am happily married with 3 grown children that in total have given me 7 beautiful grandchildren! I love the Lord! I believe in the bond of sister friends! I believe we are to lift one another in spirit daily! If a prayer is needed I believe we ask our sister friends. Inbox me anytime ok. I enjoy creating my images with editing, I use Lunapic and Pizap! I will post often Queenisms that I will add to images I like.


“I try to believe," she said, "that God doesn't give you more than one little piece of the story at once. You know, the story of your life. Otherwise, your heart would crack wider than you could handle. He only cracks it enough so you can still walk, like someone wearing a cast. But you've still got a crack running up your side, big enough for a sapling to grow out of. Only no one sees it. Nobody sees it. Everybody thinks you're one whole piece, and so they treat you maybe not so gentle as they could see that crack.”





You can also find me on FB under my name Dorothy Christine Hayman.




“... a full moon shimmered over central Louisiana. This was no rinky-dink moon. This was a moon you had to curtsy to. A big, heavy, mysterious, beautiful, bossy moon. The kind you want to serve things to on a silver platter.”

“When the Deep Purple falls,
Over sleepy garden walls,
And the stars begin to flicker in the sky,
Thru the mist of a memory
You wander back to me,
Breathing my name with a sigh.

In the still of the night,
Once again I hold you tight,
Tho' you're gone, your love lives on
When moonlight beams.

And as long as my heart will beat
Lover, we'll always meet
Here in my Deep Purple dreams.”






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07/22/2018 05:18:36

EnJoy a Splendid Sunday my Darling Friend...;)













































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Hi my special friend wishing you a wonderful day, take care luv and hugs Caz xx



07/22/2018 02:12:05

Wishing You A Lovely Sunday




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Alexia



07/21/2018 22:22:49


HAVE A BLESS DAY.......



07/21/2018 22:19:20

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...think today I will do what this day means...just slow down and relax...hope your Sunday turns out that way for you too!...kiss kiss!



07/21/2018 22:03:58



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I
think if I've learned anything about friendship, it's to hang in,
stay connected, fight for them, and let them fight for you. Don't
walk away, don't be distracted, don't be too busy or tired, don't
take them for granted. Friends are part of the glue that holds life
and faith together. Powerful stuff.






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Stoppin' by to say hello friend & sweet dreams...




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