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There are many things that happen that could be considered to be turning points in someone's life. Maybe someday I'd be able to look back on this day as yet another one of those pivotal days, like I saw the rest of them now. It had been a long, difficult, and tiring day, and I still had the last of the laundry to finish before I could rest. At least I would not have to make a huge, time consuming, heavy dinner, not tonight, and not ever again unless I wanted to do so for myself. I sat down on...

... Thinking... ... Should I?? ... yeah... I think so... In 4 years or so, history has seen many things... bombings... wars... 9-11... Challenger... tsunami... July 7th... new Pope... hurricanes... Mars Rover... deaths of many of the artists I loved to see and hear... Johnny Cash... John Ritter... Luther Vandross... We've seen Michael Jackson change from a talented superstar, to... well...whatever he is...still talented...but... ... strange ... I've watched as history happened right in front...

"I told you, I'm not buying those jeans!" "But look, they're waaay cool! Everyone has them, and I've tried them on. They fit perfectly!" "I said NO, now let's go, your father is waiting for us to go eat." The young teen aged girl stood glaring, defiance emanating from her. She made no effort to comply with the slightly older woman's request. Hands on her bared hips, she stood stiffly upright, her ripped, baggy, faded, thong baring jeans almost falling off her body, held in place only by the c...

dadude4u has just signed indadudesprincess: Hi lover, how's it going? Love you bunches, missed you last night.dadudesprincess: Had to spend some quality time with the family. (eyeroll)dadude4u: Just fine now that you're here with me sexy, gotta work all weekend...meh. I wish I was there with you instead.dadudesprincess has signed offdadude4u: Hi babe, how's it going? sexidudette: I've been waiting for you all night, where have you been? dadude4u: Oh you know, here and there, doin' stuff. d...

They lived right up the road, in a small green house, with a yard that was fenced in all around the property, and flowerbeds everywhere the shade trees had given a break for sun to filter in. The little house was cluttered, but very clean inside. It was cluttered with the mementos of a time gone by, old pictures on crocheted doilies, and little souvenirs everywhere. The tiny woman who lived there had lived a full life, she had been married, and had traveled the world with her husband, but tha...