Come dancing with devils, Need not know their names. But we’ll waltz like an army, For the fear of our pain. And our souls become useless, As the day they were born. In a rusted arm rocking chair, Away from me your storm.
Date night times two, skee ball, cutesy Christmas ornaments from The Boy, SO MANY ARCADE GAMES, Bear Crew space program, and Tiny Death Star. It was a really good weekend with good people. I’m a lucky Goosey <3
I told Bear not to take you on in Skee ball, but he didn’t believe me.
So, this year has been a crazy year for my acquiring new followers on this blog. I decided to run a giveaway, ‘cause that seems like what people do on this site when they’re feeling appreciative. And that’s how I’m feeling post-Thanksgiving, pre-other holidays. So why not do…