Little Kitty, I didn't realize you were already snuggled up to Galengirl's bosom. Here, you need to go back. {Lil' Kitty's purring felt interesting.}

Oh, Lil' Kitty. We thought your fur coat would keep you warm. C'mere little one and I will put you inside my sweatshirt. Ahh, there now.

There are vicious lies and lies that serve oneself but your "lies" were good "lies". Lily Tomlin said, "I do not lie but the truth can be made up if you know how."

Hi Cat and welcome to Kitty Island!
Yes, OSI you can get your nails done, Home Depot, liquor store, church, everything you can't find on TSI(this side of the island). If you're gone too long from us we will hunt you down and drag you back. Most of us got here from a cruise ship running amok out on some coral.
We met some nice Hula Boys who entertain OSI and we have a cute lil' kitty for whom the island is named.
We are good people and care about each other and we could quit Jello shots anytime but Oldsage has so much booze buried near his hut that what are we to do?
Story of our lives, we need more men here on Kitty Island.

No truer words have been spoken thus far! Bravo!

I am very content with my past relationships (only two in 62 years and one died)and I don't have anything figured out better than men but I think I can stand back and see things differently than you are seeing them. I'm a woman and I could never sit here and state what all women think or want just because I'm a woman.
With all due respect, your response to almost every post was, "You almost have it.." or "You're starting to get it". Get what? Your point of view? Don't be too full of yourself, Lovey.
By the way, I am offended that you perceive me to be someone who would lure a man into my web only to change him. If he needed to be changed it wouldn't be worth the trouble to catch him. Only the desperate would settle for someone they have to mold into something else. Easier to purchase an inflatable doll, don'tcha think?

River By Joni Mitchell

It's coming on Christmas They're cutting down trees They're putting up reindeer And singing songs of joy and peace Oh I wish I had a river I could skate away on...
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Silent Night By Mahalia Jackson
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The Little Drummer Boy By Leontyne Price Choir (I think)
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Rudolph The Red Nosed Reindeer By Gene Autry
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O Holy Night By Reba McEntyre(sp)


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Oh, my goodness gracious!! How lucky are you?? Look at the cows and the beautiful country! I was about 35 the first time I ever touched a cow and that was at the county fair. Absolutely wonderful photos, thanks!

No, not at all. Women want jewelry in public and Hot Monkey Love in the bedroom.

Geez, I didn't mean to bring this thread to a screeching halt! Christmas is a happy time...let's hear about yours!

A hurt cow? Oh, no. Don't see many cows around Kitty Island. Let us know how Betsy is doing!

The cold kind of makes things shrivel up!

Lookee here. After 50 there's every chance of having fireworks like we've never had them before.

Little fear of someone walking in on you.
No fear of unwanted pregnancy.
Reputation is still a factor but doesn't have to be your ruination.
You both know more what to do than you did when you were younger.

This list goes on and on. I feel badly for younger people. No wonder they have to do shooters and get snockered and then they're doing it with one person after the other because no one can get it right! Somebody give them a warm blanket.

Now, Mr. Don
I have a sixth sense about you and your capabilities. You are exempt from my accusations.

She'd better be careful or she's going to have barbequed something-not sure what! Ha!

Oh, I'll bet there would be some amendments added to the rule book along with some vases being thrown! Ruby, don't take your love to town!

I agree whole heartedly. And how honorable is the caregiver to ask permission for this behavior? What is the spouse supposed to say, "Well, sounds good to me. Be careful and be home by 11:00. Can you pick up a pizza before you go?"

December is a word that has sparkly snow all over it. It's whitish-blue and there are bells on it. The background behind the word is black and maybe stars in the background. The big reason for the sparkle in December is Jesus' birthday and I musn't lose sight of that.
People are happy during this month. At least that's what they show on t.v. and in the movies. Therefore, I always feel like I should be happy but no matter what I do to pump myself up I can never get as happy as they show on t.v. Greeting cards show snowy scenes and couples in love. When people tell me "Merry Christmas!" I think to myself, "Now, what does THAT look like?" Merry Christmas. Does that mean get all gussied up in a fur coat and a present under one arm and walk in the snow with someone special? Could it ever mean get into a flannel nightgown and sit on the couch alone and watch the wood in the fireplace fall away from itself and look between tears for images in the hot cinders?
But, my life is good. I could be a Pakistani slave girl living in total poverty and wishing I had something, anything to eat. But, everything is relative. I'm not in Pakistan. I'm in America and I have food and I can eat. I ask myself over and over again if anyone else craves someone sitting next to them. The other person doesn't even have to say a word. Just happy to be sitting next to me. That would be my merry Christmas.

I think it's a pretty good shield to hide behind, gentlemen, that Simpleton Shield. "It must be something you women are doing because, gosh, we just want a sandwich and some sex."
The dryness problem with post-menopausal women can be easily remedied if her man would be a good lover and work up some spit for the ocassion instead of saying, "You changed and aren't the same woman anymore."

Lap sitting? How about when the man has health issues and hurts all over and doesn't want you on his lap and says so? Also, it's stereotypical to use the towel-on-the-floor example. That's something a woman would ***** about in her 20's-30's. More mature women over 50 will pick the towel up, wash it, dry it and fold it and put it away to clear the arena for some lovemaking with her man.

Use our air miles to see other countries? No thanks. I don't give a rat's behind about what some society who still wears birkas(sp) and buries their women up to their neck and stones them to death for alleged adultery.

Tallandslender has a way with words! I like him!