Call me paranoid
But I'm not sure November
Is really our month
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D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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Feelings Never Die
It is Valentine's Day again, and it bought back memories that were over fifty years old. It bought me back to 1971, and I woke up and I knew my baby was due today. I was big and pregnant, and I felt like I was about to burst wide open. Imagine my surprise when the doctor told my I had a due date of February 14. I couldn't believe it, and since my baby was due today, I felt I could indulge myself a bit. I had gained a lot of weight, and chocolate was on the no-no list, but I had came to the end of this pregnancy, and I hoped it would be okay, after all I would deliver this baby today. So I walked across the street to the grocery story, and bought myself, a peppermint patty, covered in chocolate, my favorite. Me and my Valentine's baby would enjoy it together.
By Susan Payton6 days ago in Fiction
Comments (10)
Haha! Might be onto something!
Haha! This made me laugh so badly 😆
Hahahahahahahahhaha depsite being a vegetarian, this made me laugh! 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
HA!
October to December, those poor little guys are in trouble! True story: a few years back, I was at my niece's place on Thanksgiving. I walked outside just in time to see a small flock of wild turkeys trotting along the sidewalk across the street. Of course I had a giggle thinking about how they were.
Poor little guys!!
So funny!
haha! not really! this made me chuckle
lol luv it Decembers even worse lol
Gee, ya think?