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http://ffilms.org/holiday-inn-1942/ this site is free and just close the pop up after you click on watch now.
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then you should watch it and remember all the good times you had together. Because you know she is watching over you and will always be with you in spirit![]()
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yep and no downloading need either only the best for you my dear.
then you should watch it and remember all the good times you had together. Because you know she is watching over you and will always be with you in spirit![]()
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ok then Holiday Inn it is. bells is a little funny and a little sad and just wonderful
yep and no downloading need either only the best for you my dear.
I did wonder about that.maybe they are checking to see if everything is ok before they go to bed..
I understand but it's kinda like a sick relative. You hate to see them go but in a way you're relieved that they past on. This cat is old tippy. Please don't feel guilty. Its out lived most cats. You are a saint for putting up with that the last five years. My mom had a dog that couldn't walk or anything the last year of its life. She had to feed it and water it by hand. She chose to keep it alive til it died. Once it started taking its last breathes, she wished then that she had it put to sleep when it first got sick. Yes it hurt but it was going to hurt no matter which way she chose. Imo I'd put it to sleep. But it is your decision. Just don't beat yourself up. You've done more then most would ever do.I am feeling guilty because I want the peeing to stop at the expense of her life. Does that make sense?
Honey that's not being selfish, that's being practical & truly its time.
Same here Mutt, unless there wasn't anything on TV. I remember the first five years of our marriage as soon as the fire pit was uncovered from snow we were out having a campfire every weekend. Would do that all fall until it started snowing. We talked so much then, about our dreams. Things really changed 9 years ago when I had my brain surgery. I became very forgetful, he couldn't depend on me to work like I did before. He would get frustrated with my forgetfulness. Now he gets frustrated because I can't lift or work like I used to be able to. No concept of what it is like being in pain everyday. I know he loves me, but wish things were different.
A CHRISTMAS INVITATION TO MY BYC FRIENDS
Due to Martha Stewart once again refusing my last-minute invitation, we will have extra room at our Christmas dinner table. You all are welcome.
I was short on time and since I don't have to impress Martha, I have made a few small changes to this year's celebration...
Our sidewalk will not be lined with homemade paper bag luminaries. After a trial run, it was discovered that no matter how much time consumed decorating them, the rows of flaming bags just did not have the welcoming effect we had in mind... neither did the burning dog food, laying mash or kitty liver bags. I'm on a tight budget. Hey, I tried.
To guests arriving from snow-free climates, it is not a good idea to play or dig in the the winter wonderland in our yard. The smooth, calm, sparkling blanket of snow is beautiful but, trust me, there are unpleasant surprises under there. I need to remind parents of small ones to be especially mindful of their children and do not let them eat the yellow snow! We have dogs. Enough said.
Please excuse the muddy-looking mess on the front sidewalk. It was very icy and I requested that salt or cat litter be liberallt sprinkled for safety. I did not realize some thrifty joker would have put down the used litter directly from the cat box. I am, however, quite impressed with the extra traction from the lumpy bits. Please don't forget to remove your footwear before entering the house.
Once inside, guests will notice that due to the cats helping, the entry hall is no longer decorated with the handmade swags of evergreens, herbs and bows. The cats ate them like a salad and promptly threw them back up. We felt it best not to try again. Instead, the dog's