Saturday, August 28, 2004
Breaking News
Song playing : ' Lover , You Should've Come Over' Jeff Buckley.
Saturday 28th August 2004.
Girl unthaws , rediscovers lower limbs & embarks on a shooting rampage.
A strange and pale girl was discovered walking around the suburb of North Fitzroy today.
She appeared to be entranced by the warm , sunny beautiful Melbourne weather.
She walked around with a camera in hand all day , only stopping to take photos of various subject matter.
Witnesses report odd behaviour from the girl , such as taking photos of her bowl of noodles during lunchtime whilst sitting outside the Bok Choy restaurant on St Georges Road.....
"It was as if she had never seen a bowl of noodles before...." a Bok Choy source said.
The unnamed girl was later seen sitting under a big tree in a nearby park and wriggling her bare feet in the grass and delighting at the sun on her toes. She then took a photo of said feet before lying on her back under the massive , umbrella-like leafy tree branches and pointing her camera to the sky.
"Did someone leave the lock off her cage ?" a concerned nearby parkgoer asked. "I'm worried she will turn on me next and photograph the play of sunlight on my bald spot ...or worse !!
Victims are seeking reassurance that any printed pictures will be photoshopped.
Dazey happy photo girl still remains at large.
If you see this girl , please contact CheerStoppers.
Friday, August 27, 2004
If I ever lose my faith
Song Playing : 'If I Ever Lose My Faith In You' - Sting.
During my lunchbreak , last Thursday , I watched an interview Oprah had with Sting on her show. The last quarter of the show then involved Sting and his wife Trudie.
Now I gotta say here that I have a ( rather healthy ) scepticism of celebrity marriages as far as how loyal they all are towards each other and so forth...
Yet , watching these two ppl talk about the love that they have for each other ... the way they were speaking these words and the way they were looking at each other ...
Well lets just say its so good to see two ppl so in love with each other .... after many, many years of being together ! :)
Thought I'd post most of the interview below....
Sting says one of the most defining moments of his life happened when as a boy he discovered his mother with her lover. Sting says his mother's affair distorted all of his future relationships with women.
"I think it made me very afraid of intimacy for many, many years—afraid to tell the truth…It did color every relationship I had with women. I'm not sure if I trusted women, for a long, long time."
After witnessing his mother's infidelity, Sting became an angry child and would often go to his grandmother's house, where he would play the piano aggressively. One such instance inspired the title of his memoir.
"She came in and said, 'Would you stop playing that broken music?' That was her expression for what I was doing," Sting explains."And I felt kind of ashamed, so I spent the rest of my life trying to 'fix' the music."
Oprah: "You ended up doing something that you had for so many years resented your mother for: You fell in love with a woman while you were married and ended up doing the exact same thing."
Sting: "Well, it wasn't exactly the same thing because I was honest about my love for this woman. I met Trudie and instantly recognized who she was, that she was the woman for the rest of my life. There was a tidal wave of emotion that simply couldn't be stopped. But I didn't tell a lie for the rest of my life; I openly admitted it."
Trudie says the way she met Sting was far from ideal: Sting and his family were her next-door neighbors! But she couldn't help falling in love with him.
"It's so indescribable. It's a feeling that you've come home.
It was growing on us, particularly on me, in a way that was not really ideal. Sting was married and had a family so it was an act of betrayal," acknowledges Trudie. "It's this thing called love. It's bigger than us, isn't it?"
Sting : " We've known each other for a quarter of a century. I'm still deeply in love with her and deeply in lust with her at the same time. It's a continuing adventure , I learn more about her every day and there's so much to learn....
I'll never quite get to the bottom of this woman , which intruiges me.
My goal is to die with this woman loving me."
Is their sex life as wild and wonderful as we hear?
Trudie : "It's not five or seven hours of sex, it's five or six or seven hours of lovemaking. Now lovemaking to me is like a renewal of ourselves. So he'll run a bath for me and the bathroom will be set with candles and essential oils. Then he'll give me a massage. And we'll look at each other in the eyes for a very long time. Because don't forget he travels a lot so when we come together it's really a renewal of the day we started our love affair. Being together is as important as the sex act. Making love can go on for hours because we can be kissing each other. After all these years, I love him still kissing me."
*Sigh*.
During my lunchbreak , last Thursday , I watched an interview Oprah had with Sting on her show. The last quarter of the show then involved Sting and his wife Trudie.
Now I gotta say here that I have a ( rather healthy ) scepticism of celebrity marriages as far as how loyal they all are towards each other and so forth...
Yet , watching these two ppl talk about the love that they have for each other ... the way they were speaking these words and the way they were looking at each other ...
Well lets just say its so good to see two ppl so in love with each other .... after many, many years of being together ! :)
Thought I'd post most of the interview below....
Sting says one of the most defining moments of his life happened when as a boy he discovered his mother with her lover. Sting says his mother's affair distorted all of his future relationships with women.
"I think it made me very afraid of intimacy for many, many years—afraid to tell the truth…It did color every relationship I had with women. I'm not sure if I trusted women, for a long, long time."
After witnessing his mother's infidelity, Sting became an angry child and would often go to his grandmother's house, where he would play the piano aggressively. One such instance inspired the title of his memoir.
"She came in and said, 'Would you stop playing that broken music?' That was her expression for what I was doing," Sting explains."And I felt kind of ashamed, so I spent the rest of my life trying to 'fix' the music."
Oprah: "You ended up doing something that you had for so many years resented your mother for: You fell in love with a woman while you were married and ended up doing the exact same thing."
Sting: "Well, it wasn't exactly the same thing because I was honest about my love for this woman. I met Trudie and instantly recognized who she was, that she was the woman for the rest of my life. There was a tidal wave of emotion that simply couldn't be stopped. But I didn't tell a lie for the rest of my life; I openly admitted it."
Trudie says the way she met Sting was far from ideal: Sting and his family were her next-door neighbors! But she couldn't help falling in love with him.
"It's so indescribable. It's a feeling that you've come home.
It was growing on us, particularly on me, in a way that was not really ideal. Sting was married and had a family so it was an act of betrayal," acknowledges Trudie. "It's this thing called love. It's bigger than us, isn't it?"
Sting : " We've known each other for a quarter of a century. I'm still deeply in love with her and deeply in lust with her at the same time. It's a continuing adventure , I learn more about her every day and there's so much to learn....
I'll never quite get to the bottom of this woman , which intruiges me.
My goal is to die with this woman loving me."
Is their sex life as wild and wonderful as we hear?
Trudie : "It's not five or seven hours of sex, it's five or six or seven hours of lovemaking. Now lovemaking to me is like a renewal of ourselves. So he'll run a bath for me and the bathroom will be set with candles and essential oils. Then he'll give me a massage. And we'll look at each other in the eyes for a very long time. Because don't forget he travels a lot so when we come together it's really a renewal of the day we started our love affair. Being together is as important as the sex act. Making love can go on for hours because we can be kissing each other. After all these years, I love him still kissing me."
*Sigh*.
Thursday, August 26, 2004
La Blushing Senorita
Spring is standing behind Winter , tapping him on the shoulder.....
Shes smiling & calmly waiting for him to make his exit so that she can gently envelope her freezing cold children of Melbourne into her arms and carress us with her warm honeysuckle scented breath.
Spanish class last night. Lesson # [show-off] diecisiete ( 17 ) [/show-off]
I'm loving learning a different language. It feels as if I'm being given all the passwords to a secret society *silly grin*.
I never knew this but Spanish is considered a 'Romance' language , along with Portuguese, French, Italian and Romanian.
Its not that I didnt know that Spanish is included in this language category...its that I didnt know that there was a 'Romance' category.....
I am blushing too much lately. Over nothing!
I have always been a blusher and I copped heaps of good natured teasin over it growing up.
Then I grew outta teenagehood and thought I'd gotten over it !
Uhhh no.
Example : I walked to the supermarket with a classmate , after we finished Spanish , last night. He had to do grocery shopping and I had to pick up photos so we figured we'd walk together. Got to said supermarket and we faltered in our conversation because I had to go upstairs to the photo developer... hence we had to go our seperate ways.
Silliest thing to happen , for no reason ....I blushed.
I have no idea WHY coz I wasnt embarrased.I felt the usual heat in the cheeks and prickly sensation in my skin and thought " OH dear GAWD , here we go ...."
THATS where the true embarrassment starts because I know the other person can see my blush. So my face goes even REDDER til its like beetroot red. And all I wanna do at that moment is HIDE til it goes away !
LOL !
Its only been happening again over the last 3 months or so.I'm not exactly a shy person so it aint related to anything like that either.
Anyway heres a pic I took a few weeks ago , sitting on my bedroom floor. Had no tripod at the time so I had to place the camera on my ol 'glorybox' and scrunch down.
Yes ,I'm doing a wierd thing with my hand in that shot. Some people see a camera pointing at them and pull a silly face. I either smooch to the camera ( see mama-love post pic ) or I pose my hands in some strange way *wink*.
Maybe its the photography version of 'Hand Shadows on Wall'?
Shes smiling & calmly waiting for him to make his exit so that she can gently envelope her freezing cold children of Melbourne into her arms and carress us with her warm honeysuckle scented breath.
Spanish class last night. Lesson # [show-off] diecisiete ( 17 ) [/show-off]
I'm loving learning a different language. It feels as if I'm being given all the passwords to a secret society *silly grin*.
I never knew this but Spanish is considered a 'Romance' language , along with Portuguese, French, Italian and Romanian.
Its not that I didnt know that Spanish is included in this language category...its that I didnt know that there was a 'Romance' category.....
I am blushing too much lately. Over nothing!
I have always been a blusher and I copped heaps of good natured teasin over it growing up.
Then I grew outta teenagehood and thought I'd gotten over it !
Uhhh no.
Example : I walked to the supermarket with a classmate , after we finished Spanish , last night. He had to do grocery shopping and I had to pick up photos so we figured we'd walk together. Got to said supermarket and we faltered in our conversation because I had to go upstairs to the photo developer... hence we had to go our seperate ways.
Silliest thing to happen , for no reason ....I blushed.
I have no idea WHY coz I wasnt embarrased.I felt the usual heat in the cheeks and prickly sensation in my skin and thought " OH dear GAWD , here we go ...."
THATS where the true embarrassment starts because I know the other person can see my blush. So my face goes even REDDER til its like beetroot red. And all I wanna do at that moment is HIDE til it goes away !
LOL !
Its only been happening again over the last 3 months or so.I'm not exactly a shy person so it aint related to anything like that either.
Anyway heres a pic I took a few weeks ago , sitting on my bedroom floor. Had no tripod at the time so I had to place the camera on my ol 'glorybox' and scrunch down.
Yes ,I'm doing a wierd thing with my hand in that shot. Some people see a camera pointing at them and pull a silly face. I either smooch to the camera ( see mama-love post pic ) or I pose my hands in some strange way *wink*.
Maybe its the photography version of 'Hand Shadows on Wall'?
Tuesday, August 24, 2004
Sunlight, Sparkles & Daisies
Today is one of those GORGEOUS days where , when outside , you move through warm , soft spring air and the sunlight bathes your hair and skin with sparkles.
The sky is colored baby blue , occassional fluffy white cotton balls of cloud floating by.
I just want to ditch responsibilites , ditch work , find a park with tall heady-scented grass , lie back and just let the sun soak into every pore and melt the icicles that winter has formed ......
Coz it sure as hell has been a bloody cold season baybay !
Walking back to work , after lunch , a large round daisy 'bouquet' captures my attention and I cant resist it. I walk over and lean down , close my eyes and breathe in daisy perfume.
After a minute , I pick one and put it in my hair and continue walking back to the office.
Last Saturday I came across something from the oldie-but-a-goodie' childrens classic Peter Pan. It has been so long since I read that story I had forgotten this cute magical lil passage :
"When the first baby laughed for the first time, the laugh broke into a thousand pieces and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies."
The sky is colored baby blue , occassional fluffy white cotton balls of cloud floating by.
I just want to ditch responsibilites , ditch work , find a park with tall heady-scented grass , lie back and just let the sun soak into every pore and melt the icicles that winter has formed ......
Coz it sure as hell has been a bloody cold season baybay !
Walking back to work , after lunch , a large round daisy 'bouquet' captures my attention and I cant resist it. I walk over and lean down , close my eyes and breathe in daisy perfume.
After a minute , I pick one and put it in my hair and continue walking back to the office.
Last Saturday I came across something from the oldie-but-a-goodie' childrens classic Peter Pan. It has been so long since I read that story I had forgotten this cute magical lil passage :
"When the first baby laughed for the first time, the laugh broke into a thousand pieces and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies."
Friday, August 20, 2004
Headin off for a Mama-Love Fix
Song playing : 'I'll Be Seeing You'- Billie Holiday.
Threw a sickie today , from work....
I work six days a week and have done for the last 8 years. Its a 'once-every-blue-moon' thang for me to enjoy an actual TWO day weekend.
So whenever I feel a pang of guilt today I zap it !
Had my papa staying at my place from last Saturday to Wednesday. Then he went back to his home in Queensland.
Even though I will never be as close to him as I am to my mum , it was good to have his company.
Your parents are your parents and I know he loves me and my sisters and brother more then his life.
I'm the eldest.... he was only 17 ( turning 18 ) when I was born and he was a bit of a wild one back then.
He was a crazy kid with a matching big tough bravado but when he came home to a tiny baby daughter he was probably scared witless lol.
He was in Melbourne to have a new eye treatment - its similiar to laser eye surgery. His appointment was Tuesday night at 8:30 pm.... we got there at 8 pm.
He didnt get called in until 12:15 am.
Dad was getting annoyed around 9:30 pm... by 11:30 pm he was nodding off to sleep. I'm glad I was there with him for the wait though.I just chatted with him to take his mind off the 'waiting'. Plus we watched the Olympics on the waiting room tv.
Thank God for the tv lol.
Anyway I gotta log off and go catch a train. I'm heading up to a small country town called Seymour. Thats where the mama lives.
I love leaving Melbourne and the rat-race behind. The minute I start my journey I relax.
Mum , her fiance Malcolm and his son Heath are taking me out to dinner tonight.Its a restaurant that doubles as an art gallery.Its just gonna be a relaxed continuation of my birthday celebrations. Then , on Sunday , we're going to a spot in the country that they told me is BEWWWWTIFUL !
Taking my camera , loads of film and tripod *silly grin *.
[mush-moment] I love the people in my life. [/mush-moment]
Heres one of em. My mum :) ....( and yours truly )
Take care kiddos.
- T
Threw a sickie today , from work....
I work six days a week and have done for the last 8 years. Its a 'once-every-blue-moon' thang for me to enjoy an actual TWO day weekend.
So whenever I feel a pang of guilt today I zap it !
Had my papa staying at my place from last Saturday to Wednesday. Then he went back to his home in Queensland.
Even though I will never be as close to him as I am to my mum , it was good to have his company.
Your parents are your parents and I know he loves me and my sisters and brother more then his life.
I'm the eldest.... he was only 17 ( turning 18 ) when I was born and he was a bit of a wild one back then.
He was a crazy kid with a matching big tough bravado but when he came home to a tiny baby daughter he was probably scared witless lol.
He was in Melbourne to have a new eye treatment - its similiar to laser eye surgery. His appointment was Tuesday night at 8:30 pm.... we got there at 8 pm.
He didnt get called in until 12:15 am.
Dad was getting annoyed around 9:30 pm... by 11:30 pm he was nodding off to sleep. I'm glad I was there with him for the wait though.I just chatted with him to take his mind off the 'waiting'. Plus we watched the Olympics on the waiting room tv.
Thank God for the tv lol.
Anyway I gotta log off and go catch a train. I'm heading up to a small country town called Seymour. Thats where the mama lives.
I love leaving Melbourne and the rat-race behind. The minute I start my journey I relax.
Mum , her fiance Malcolm and his son Heath are taking me out to dinner tonight.Its a restaurant that doubles as an art gallery.Its just gonna be a relaxed continuation of my birthday celebrations. Then , on Sunday , we're going to a spot in the country that they told me is BEWWWWTIFUL !
Taking my camera , loads of film and tripod *silly grin *.
[mush-moment] I love the people in my life. [/mush-moment]
Heres one of em. My mum :) ....( and yours truly )
Take care kiddos.
- T
Wednesday, August 18, 2004
Amigos & Hula-Hoops
Well my 30th birthday shimmied in , belly danced and sashayed its way back behind the velveteen curtain for another year.
Yep ,theres something sexy about the number three O ...and its nine sisters proceeding after it. Ms 30 is startin to get good at swinging those hips and dancing to the hypnotising beat of the drum.
And shes got nada on the rest of the group ! *wink*.
Now I'm not saying I have achieved this yet (I'm workin on it , aint quite there yet ppls *laugh* ) but ..........
I'll say this about BOTH men & women ...;
Theres a certain deep beauty in someone that has 'grown into their own skin'.
Unlike the surface-level brand of prettiness , this beauty is intangible , ingrained , indelible ....and its ink flows from living by heart , seeing by mind & loving from soul.
And theres something you might have realized about me. I babble. A lot.
Had a FANTASTICAL day on my Friday the 13th b'day !
Unlucky for some but lucky for this chicaroonie *silly grin *.
It was just a haze of phone calls , messages and smiles. My lil sis sent me bewwwtiful flowers to my workplace ( and I grinned all big-like when I saw em !! ).Talked to J , hung out with mum , went out dancingggggg all night with mi mama , mi sisters and mi amigos. The following Saturday I went to my sister's and we cooked up spaghetti bolegnaise and I got to hang out with my two favourite mini-men , my nephews !! They both showered me with lil boy smiles.
I was just a loved-up puppy.
Went out shopping with my papa and sis on Sunday ( well they bought stuff anyway.)
The only thing I bought was a pink sparkly hula-hoop , which I took for a test-run in an aisle in Big W. My sister 'deadpan-looked' me and asked me if I REALLY will use it , before she let the supressed smile escape. She's slowly coming to terms with the fact that big sis is just a big kid and aint gonna be changin anytime soon *wink*.
I was quite happy with my hula-hoop *big grin*.
And si.... I really WILL use it :P.
I think everyone should buy a kid thang for themselves when they turn 30.
-T
Yep ,theres something sexy about the number three O ...and its nine sisters proceeding after it. Ms 30 is startin to get good at swinging those hips and dancing to the hypnotising beat of the drum.
And shes got nada on the rest of the group ! *wink*.
Now I'm not saying I have achieved this yet (I'm workin on it , aint quite there yet ppls *laugh* ) but ..........
I'll say this about BOTH men & women ...;
Theres a certain deep beauty in someone that has 'grown into their own skin'.
Unlike the surface-level brand of prettiness , this beauty is intangible , ingrained , indelible ....and its ink flows from living by heart , seeing by mind & loving from soul.
And theres something you might have realized about me. I babble. A lot.
Had a FANTASTICAL day on my Friday the 13th b'day !
Unlucky for some but lucky for this chicaroonie *silly grin *.
It was just a haze of phone calls , messages and smiles. My lil sis sent me bewwwtiful flowers to my workplace ( and I grinned all big-like when I saw em !! ).Talked to J , hung out with mum , went out dancingggggg all night with mi mama , mi sisters and mi amigos. The following Saturday I went to my sister's and we cooked up spaghetti bolegnaise and I got to hang out with my two favourite mini-men , my nephews !! They both showered me with lil boy smiles.
I was just a loved-up puppy.
Went out shopping with my papa and sis on Sunday ( well they bought stuff anyway.)
The only thing I bought was a pink sparkly hula-hoop , which I took for a test-run in an aisle in Big W. My sister 'deadpan-looked' me and asked me if I REALLY will use it , before she let the supressed smile escape. She's slowly coming to terms with the fact that big sis is just a big kid and aint gonna be changin anytime soon *wink*.
I was quite happy with my hula-hoop *big grin*.
And si.... I really WILL use it :P.
I think everyone should buy a kid thang for themselves when they turn 30.
-T
Thursday, August 12, 2004
Eve Of A New Era
Seek ....what the heart craves
what dreams reveal
Find .... what matters
Face ....what lingers
Hold close , always, everyone and everything I love.
Embrace...what fuels my soul.
Whatever warms my spirit.
and lightens my heart ...
whatever helps me
to realise my dreams
to preserve my beautiful memories...
and create new ,amazing ones....
This is what I'm wishing for
with all my heart ...
thats what i wish for
for my birthday ...and for always ......
Portishead is playing on my stereo and my white 'Peace' candles , bought from a tiny shop in New Orleans , are lit and sit on my windowsill. Beyond their flickering flames lies the Melbourne city skyline and the rooftops of North Fitzroy.
And tonight is the last night of my 20's.
How time flies by SO quickly ... I think I must've blinked for a minute because I could've SWORN I was just celebrating my 21st birthday *wink*.
There are many things I thought I would have acomplished by now.
I thought I would've been married , with kids , white picket fence yada yada yada.
And nope , no wedding band around the finger , no kids running around screaming " MUM 'insert-name-here' hit meeeeeeee ! ".
Came oh-so-close but I walked away from it all. Whilst the heart hurt to do it , because some dreams die screaming , I knew happiness was in a different direction.
Sometimes it takes more courage to walk away ....then it does to stay.
And...Its all good amigos *big grin *.
Becausssssssse there are things I've done that I only dreamed of doing but never seriously believed I would !
I danced a hazy summer afternoon away and drank bourbon in a bar on Bourbon Street , New Orleans ....
I caught a show on Broadway and sat in a horse-drawn carriage afterwards and watched New York City pass by , at night.
Followed by sitting with a darling friend in the middle of Times Square.
Both of us , drinking bad coffee out of styrofoam cups , sat calmly , in the middle of noise and haste and traffic and lights and people...
Held my most cherished beautiful nephews in my arms and sweetly drowned in their baby gurgles , their smiles and my absolute love for them.
Made so many damn mistakes it aint funny but I've learnt twice as many lessons.
I've fallen deeply & hopelessly in love and had my heart broken oh so badly....
Fallen in love and broken their heart oh so sadly....
And then fallen in love again :)
Yep , I'm a little sad to be sayin goodbye to my 20's ....
But I'm thinkin my 30's are gonna be amazin' & even BETTER ....
So Viva la 30 !
P.S I already received my very first pressie for my 30th birthday !
A gorgeous Canuk sent this picture to me.
It was taken by an Australian photographer , Peter Jarver.
J .... that you bought & sent me this particular gift , based on my love for photography , makes my heart smile.
I have it perched right in front of me as I type.
* Smooch *.
what dreams reveal
Find .... what matters
Face ....what lingers
Hold close , always, everyone and everything I love.
Embrace...what fuels my soul.
Whatever warms my spirit.
and lightens my heart ...
whatever helps me
to realise my dreams
to preserve my beautiful memories...
and create new ,amazing ones....
This is what I'm wishing for
with all my heart ...
thats what i wish for
for my birthday ...and for always ......
Portishead is playing on my stereo and my white 'Peace' candles , bought from a tiny shop in New Orleans , are lit and sit on my windowsill. Beyond their flickering flames lies the Melbourne city skyline and the rooftops of North Fitzroy.
And tonight is the last night of my 20's.
How time flies by SO quickly ... I think I must've blinked for a minute because I could've SWORN I was just celebrating my 21st birthday *wink*.
There are many things I thought I would have acomplished by now.
I thought I would've been married , with kids , white picket fence yada yada yada.
And nope , no wedding band around the finger , no kids running around screaming " MUM 'insert-name-here' hit meeeeeeee ! ".
Came oh-so-close but I walked away from it all. Whilst the heart hurt to do it , because some dreams die screaming , I knew happiness was in a different direction.
Sometimes it takes more courage to walk away ....then it does to stay.
And...Its all good amigos *big grin *.
Becausssssssse there are things I've done that I only dreamed of doing but never seriously believed I would !
I danced a hazy summer afternoon away and drank bourbon in a bar on Bourbon Street , New Orleans ....
I caught a show on Broadway and sat in a horse-drawn carriage afterwards and watched New York City pass by , at night.
Followed by sitting with a darling friend in the middle of Times Square.
Both of us , drinking bad coffee out of styrofoam cups , sat calmly , in the middle of noise and haste and traffic and lights and people...
Held my most cherished beautiful nephews in my arms and sweetly drowned in their baby gurgles , their smiles and my absolute love for them.
Made so many damn mistakes it aint funny but I've learnt twice as many lessons.
I've fallen deeply & hopelessly in love and had my heart broken oh so badly....
Fallen in love and broken their heart oh so sadly....
And then fallen in love again :)
Yep , I'm a little sad to be sayin goodbye to my 20's ....
But I'm thinkin my 30's are gonna be amazin' & even BETTER ....
So Viva la 30 !
P.S I already received my very first pressie for my 30th birthday !
A gorgeous Canuk sent this picture to me.
It was taken by an Australian photographer , Peter Jarver.
J .... that you bought & sent me this particular gift , based on my love for photography , makes my heart smile.
I have it perched right in front of me as I type.
* Smooch *.
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