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April 27, 2005
when Gable met Bronson
I got up this morning with my sweet Kiana, curled up snuggling against me, so I held her tight, she is sweeter than life, I held on to her for a while, recharging my life batteries, with Marjan sound sleep, it was nice getting up between two beautiful girls............
Afterward, I made my way to Amin's room, my big POOH BEAR, he was splayed on his bed, sleeping, I slipped in and held him the way he likes, with my arms around his back, under his arms, coming up so I hold his hands in mine,and got some more LOVE from him, such an allowance, ................................
Finding my face in the Mirror, the beard looks good, black and white, the chin gets some prominance with the beard covering it, the hair unkempt, sleep still holding my joints, and all the rest I had last night had made my face puffy, aging gracefully Mr Ahmadi?, I asked myself and then I heard the guy in the mirror says, WHO CARES ? , my mouth still a bit bitter from the cigars I smoked yesterday, I brushed my teeth, washed my face took another look, it was like the CLARK Gable in me, somehow had found CHARLES BRONSON in the mirror, and was surprised, but eh, I checked my girlish figure, the excercise is helping to keep the soft flesh a bit firmer where it should be, my belly was not extended out, and all the lines were where they should be. I was not feeling pretty , the way I always do, but content.
I did my morning prayer, found me new silk panties(SHRINK LADY,I could see you shake your head) and socks from the drawer, a clean shirt, my Gym geras, and got out, On the way out, I saw Amin up, got another bear hug, and a wet kiss on the lips, oh those lips, they take my breath away, sometimes I wonder how long he would be inclined to do that still, my growing boy, and all those greedy lips that would replace my place on his lips, eh, life goes on. " be nice to your Mom, and sister", I asked him as I was closing the door behind me.
called my dad, my mom picked up the phone, there has been another casualty in the family, but I had never met him, and he is a far far relative, felt sorry for his mother, wife and Kids, and my mom reminded me, how the girth of my brothers, and I, is a daily worry for her, I did not need to hear that, specially after what happened in the bathroom earlier with Mr Gable, and Bronson.
" well mom, my chollestrol is 130, my BP is good, I excercise every day, and thanks to my daily intake of PAXILL cr (yummy), I am mostly in good mood, and my beautiful wife tries very hard to watch my intake, and mom, I am still the lightest one between my brothers", I protested, trying to calm her down. and for a second I thought , I should not have said, that, I am messing with Faith now, and treading the tight thin rope. " Hazelnut Coffee Regular", I said, trying not to be conscious of my voice, and was greeted with my pretty coffee girl, smiling, and the other ones waving in the background, nothing like being a LEGEND, at your local DUNKIN DONUT shop. Mr Gable was happy, but Mr Bronson, barked somthing while rolling his eyes.
picked up my dadd, said good morning, and he grawled back, he is not too happy with me these days, but he can not say much since if he does, I will stop picking him up in the morning, and that would drive him, and my MOM both crazy, having to look at each other all day. so he does not say much but he gives me attitude generously all day. you see he has a different view of Father/son relationships, and since he has scared me for too long, that whatever I do to him, my son will do to me, I AM VERY CAREFULL, we kinda tolerate each other, and sometimes I wonder if he felt the same way kissing me on the lips, when I was a kid, and if he did, does he remember. I know that argument would get me nowhere, just more and more GUILT, so I shoke my head, kept my eyes on the road, and listened to IMUS IN THE MORNING, while I drove.
Once in the store, I turned on the laptop, got to the site, and WOW, I had so many comments, I was so pleased, I think I even saw Mr Gable, and Bronson hugging eac other, and opened a bottle of champaigne, Blissimo, it seems my visitors still love me, they really love me. LIFE IS GOOD !
Posted by Idinraha at April 27, 2005 09:40 AM
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Checking in with some ~L~O~V~E from Florida dear BazarBoy^^^. I am jealous that you got to greet the day with the likes of Gable & Bronson. Are they both fond of silk panties? Khee!he!heeh!
btw,I haven't ---->gone away,,on the contrary, see my knapsack in the corner? I will visit often as I am very fond of your honesty and openness.
Posted by: chey at April 27, 2005 11:42 AM