My dad died five years ago next month. He's been on my mind a lot lately and I've really been missing him. He was a special man...one of those people that everyone loves, someone who had a joke for anyone he met. A kind word for everyone, too. He was excited about life and loved the little things. I can still see the excitement in his eyes as he listened to
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I’ve enjoyed wine here and there but recently I decided to learn just a little bit more about the intrinsic and mysterious world of wine-tasting. I had so many questions! Why do people suck in air while tasting a fine wine? What are they looking at when they hold their glass up to the light? And why in the world do they swish and spit? So I grabbed my brother
Tangled: I totally forgot about that scene, which would have been perfect in my blog! You're right--that scene brings out all kinds of jealousy!! But we can all dream, can't we? ; D rp
Okay, so you might have guessed that I love rosepetals. I even love the name, which dances on my tongue like fine wine. Rosepetals make me think of beautiful things like long summer afternoons, big, bright blue skies or sunrises mirrored in a lake’s surface. I love their wonderful fragrance and the soft, velvety feel of a rosepetal as it caresses my cheek like a lover. Rosepetals are s
Welcome, fellow newbie! All this blogging stuff is new to me, too, but I think we'll have a great time. I'll check back later! rosepetals
Hello! I hope to meet and greet new and interesting people who love to debate and who share a wide variety of ideas, values and interests. Welcome! rosepetals