Happy Presidents’ Day Weekend!
Or maybe not…the official title of Monday’s holiday has actually been “George Washington’s Birthday” since its establishment in 1879.
Never mind that this holiday hasn’t fallen on Washington’s actual birthday in nearly fifty years or that a certain 16th President also celebrates his big day this month (more on that here). Grab a slice of cake and tip your party hats to our first President and the 43 that have come after him - including Our Presidents’ own fab thirteen!
Portraits from the Presidential Timeline, The U.S. National Archives, and whitehouse.gov.
Taiwan vs. Mainland Zhongwen!
Close your eyes and lean back
Feel warm kisses glide up and down your neck
Shhh...
Don’t worry, you’re safe in my arms
just you and I... nothing else matters
I tilt your chin up, and stare down into your eyes. A gentle gaze, your sweet almond eyes
If I give my all will it last?
How do you know when you have found the one?
I wish we were but pieces of a puzzle and fit together, then we would know if it were meant to be.
I feel as if the waves of the ocean must, when the clouds have blocked the warmth of the sun.
The best of me, I gave to you...
I stayed with you, all through the night
We danced the dance.
In me I'm trying to do things right Can't take the shame Eyes are open Mind is numb Just keep moving So hard not to look back Don't do it! March onward, 1 2 3 4 Over the hill there is the promise of sunshine
She's a little tea pot short and stout The waters boiling over, it's spraying out I neglected the little tea pot for too long Water spraying everywhere it burns my hands Hug the little tea pot, she sears my flesh Things are boiling over, it's spraying out I don't know what to do, it burns so bad
Time waits for no-one
Always rolling, flying, gone!
Left behind alone...
A red rose standing in a field of snow left to face the frigid winds on its own Cold slowly gnawing it's stem petals withering Defiantly it stands Refusing to bend to its environment Uncompromising resolve, waiting until her love returns to pluck her Warmth
If only everyone had a best friend/video game console like BMO...