whine whine: Still counting days till my man comes home from the oil rig. It’s been like this for a long time now, but the weeks he’s gone is still going backwards. Or so it seems. Can’t wait to see his arm when he comes. It was totally scarredand ugly from the tattoo when he left, and is probably healed fine now. Wish I ould afford an full sleeve.
note: Thank God I have my cats, or else I would go mad talking to myself.
