Well I am off to start my wonderful weekend!!!!
I have some major plans, starting tonight
I am going to be a naughty girl...with an outfit
like this I am ready for anything...what do you think!

Love it

Friday, thank God it's Friday,
Friday Thank God it's Friday, Friday, Friday, Friday
Hey put a smile on your face
Things are coming your way
out there Somewhere tonight
it is the right time and place
to meet a friend
to have a drink
and dance the night away

I was reminded of an experience while speaking to a friend

I was meeting a person for business reasons out of state - we have been communicating via e-mails. we were supposed to meet at certain time and place...He called me from a phone which I thought was his to say that he was not going to make the meeting, and
was it ok to reschedule, to which I said ok. So after not hearing from him I started to send him text messages to this number for him to call me. I never get a call back.

One day I get a message from where I been sending the TM... "You keep writing me on my mobile and who are you ?? "

To make this shorter.. it turns out this number was a local paper stand where they offer mobile calls for money. The man who owns the newspaper stand didn't speak English he
ask a young man who was near the stand to ask me why I was sending the messages.
So after the explanation. The young man and I exchange e-mail address.

It turns out we became online friends he was a law student and was having a hard time in his studies and became depressed, between the pressures of studying, money,family and loneliness he was not all right.

I got a message one day from him and he sounded desperate and said he did not want to continued on living. It just so happened I was schedule to fly to that city where he was and I told him to meet me to which he agreed.

We met, he was a handsome young man, with very sad eyes and a tormented soul we spent a few hours walking and talking then went to dinner my presence did wonders and he felt uplifted and some how I had given him enough reasons for him to believe life was worth living .... before I left him I gave him a wrapped gift..

He stated to me that this was the first gift he had ever received and really didn't know what to say.. He opened it and as he did I said to him.

"If ever you feel you are at your end and feel so alone.. light this candle you will feel me and feel there are those who care about you and want you to be strong." He took the gift with a sense of happiness and thanked me more than I can express here. NO kisses

We kept in touch for a long time and every time he would say to me " I have not burned the candle" I am sure as of this day he has not burned the candle... we still communicate...he moved to another country to continued his studies...and is now engaged to be married.

Sometimes all we need are words from the heart to make us see clearly...

My sleep was restless, the kind of sleep punctuated with small periods of consciousness and rare moments of true deep slumber. The spaces in between filled with random thoughts and small snippets of nonsensical dreams. I rolled over and fluffed my pillow as I heard the front door close, my husband and children finally gone.

My breath seemed to come more evenly as I luxuriated in the knowledge that I was alone, free to sleep or wake at my leisure. The bed seemed warmer, pillow softer, the house a haven, and my bed a sanctuary, and for the moment my time was my own. I have been anticipating this all week. Why you ask, because I have a dream lover! One that only comes to me when I’m alone in my bed and asleep. (maybe is a ghost).

I slept soundly for a while as the dream began to weave its magic, slowly, gently gaining purpose. Moving in the shadows of consciousness it deftly came into full focus. As it spoke to me in soft whispers, I responded completely both body and mind. "Come with me" it beckoned, "Let me" it pleaded, demanded and then with a low pitched growl of satisfaction it took me as I willingly set my feet to follow the path laid out before me.

It was my dream lover who came to me in the dream, this man who had dominated my waking moments over the past few months. Awakening in me new desires, lately I had found myself stumbling around high on these wondrous new feelings he stirred inside me. He now had found his way inside, invading my sleeping mind with his endless treasures of forbidden pleasures.

I moaned softly in my sleep as he began the seduction. Slowly, with maddening deliberateness he laid his lips on my face, following the path of my jaw line, kissing, his tongue teasing, his beard tickling and scraping as he made his way to my ear. His breath warm on my neck sent shivers of pleasure coursing though my body, his hands moving lightly with familiar knowledge over my sleep warm skin.

I was not planning on blogging tonight but before loggin off
I read a fellow bloggers post (Cuddle )
in his post he talks about the season changing and it got
me thinking if I could be a season
Autumn would be my choice
And I would sing so freely
The wind would be my voice
I would be the smell of apples
Scenting the crisp, cool air
Children's laughter echoing
Throughout the spacious fields
The little puppy leaping
Joyfully at their heels
Heightened senses being filled
With nature's gifts that day
The sun that shines so brightly,
Filtering through leaves of red and gold
The lovely pulsating aura
Surrounding the trees of old
Stored within these old tree's
Deep inside their souls
Is the knowledge of their history
And the secrets that they hold
The smell of burning leaves
Smoke curling in the air
A sample of the season
When the days will be less fair
People feeling energized
From the crisp, cool, spicy air
Walking down the country lane
Admiring the colorful flare
And I would send forth music
As the wind became my voice
Then gently whisper to the trees
Thanking them for their art
And array of magnificent colors
That profoundly touches the heart
Saying farewell I am leaving
A gift that goes far beyond words,
And I will return next season
On the wings of the migrating birds.


Which one would you be?