Southern Romance Novel Snippet #293
He opened his eyes, as they pulled away from their kiss, and saw himself coupled to her juicy lips by a strand of love akin to the okra goo they both fell in love over.
I have been playing with Hyperlapse videos a little too much this weekend.
Oliver is 9 weeks old.
#hyperlapse (at Opry Mills)
I made Potatoes Anna, Recipe from Everyday Food, December 2003 last night from the surplus of potatoes we have and the intense Hatcher butter. It knew it was going to be good as soon as I tasted the a couple of crispy slices that fell from the rest when I inverted it.
You can purchase the Mini Metro beta. I think they have settled on a good mixture power-ups and timing for a fun game.
Traffic in and around Franklin is gridlocked. So maybe work from home. #65tankerexplosion— Kevin Walters (@thekevinwalters) August 15, 2014
I felt lazy for checking Twitter when I came downstairs until I read about 65 traffic backing up. I’m thankful I have the option to work from home. Extra time holding Oliver. Better coffee. I won’t have to settle for microwaving the cheese on my planned italian beef hoagie at lunch.
- Me: I love being able to tell something is wrong with citations.
- Coworker: it's so empowering!
- Me: LOOK AT THIS BIBLIOGRAPHY! BITCH!
- Coworker: *drops mic*
Robin Williams was an airman, a doctor, a genie, a nanny, a president, a professor, a bangarang Peter Pan, and everything in between. But he was one of a kind. He arrived in our lives as an alien – but he ended up touching every element of the human spirit.
I rounded out a full weekend in the kitchen with roasted peppers, zucchini bread, and a prosciutto and grilled peaches pizza. The tomatoes were mushed up for a pepperoni pizza.