Last night I hosted an Arbonne party for a friend who sells the stuff. Last week, she asked me to host the party, and I was interested, so I said yes. I invited about ten friends knowing that some would not show and wanting to keep it simple. It was simple okay. Only one friend showed up. Dang. Although my Arbonne friend was great with it and still went through her sells pitch and gave me a facial and all, I have felt a bit bruised today. Then my art girls came. All of them, plus one. It made for a better day.
Speaking of feelings, Jesse was feeling a bit of a mood the other day and posted this
Then Lindz laughed at her and posted this
They got tickled and Lindz posted this
Nothing like a best friend to make you feel like a goober and then laugh with you.
11 comments:
Not all top apples want a man coming to the top to pick them. Just saying...
Sometimes an apple on the ground is just what the trailer park needs!
Hee, OK, I'll go to me room...
Do men really know what they "need"? Now you can go to your room.
I'm sure your question was rhetorical but I know what **I** need: peace and quiet.
I got an outlier: both easy and amazing. For a couple o' few years, anyhoo.
No tree climbing for you?
I can see how easy and amazing would work. But it seems some guys settle for the easy and only think they got amazing.
Nope. We're done climbin' trees. Easy to say, because one never knows what MIGHT happen.
Well, I'm of the opinion that any given woman can be easy... for the right guy. Vice-versa, too.
I agree, Buck, for the right person.
Then there was Eve who just gave the damned apple away...
Now we all have to suffer mortality...
You had you had to bring that up.
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