I know your eyes in the morning sun
I feel you touch me in the pouring rain
And the moment that you wander far from me
I wanna feel you in my arms again
And you come to me on a summer breeze
Keep me warm in your love
Then you softly leave

And it's me you need to show
How deep is your love?
I really need to learn
'Cause we're living in a world of fools
Breaking us down
When they all should let us be
We belong to you and me

I believe in you
You know the door to my very soul
You're the light in my deepest, darkest hour
You're my savior when I fall
And you may not think I care for you
When you know down inside
That I really do

And it's me you need to show
How deep is your love?
I really need to learn
'Cause we're living in a world of fools
Breaking us down
When they all should let us be
We belong to you and me

And you come to me on a summer breeze
Keep me warm in your love
Then you softly leave

And it's me you need to show
How deep is your love?
I really need to learn
'Cause we're living in a world of fools
Breaking us down
When they all should let us be
We belong to you and me

Back on track - much as I like reading about Tiki's minnie...

I have been complimented on my nose more than once.
And when my counsellor asked me, "Is there anything you like about yourself?" I was able to bravely respond, "My nose!" which she admitted was a new one on her, but at least gave us somewhere to start from.

I was also told I have Willow Pattern eyes. You know, the dark blue & white china plates. Apparently, my iris is the same shade of blue. I rather liked that too. But then I was 20 and the man making the observation was lying on top of me (in Willow Pattern jeans) so I was in a vulnerable position compliment-wise.

http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0agwm6I7YZ...nds-spread.gif

UUUUUGE

Yes... but is(was) it yours or Max's?

Hers! She growed it!

She could have et it too.

For the record, I am a big fan of HF-W and watched this programme. He wasn't out to shock or disgust - animals eat their afterbirth after all. It was quite clear where it was going, and in later interviews he admitted it only really tasted of the flavours added. Yumyum.

The real enquiry should have been into the daughter's name. She has to live with that!

yes... but she "growed" Max too.

I've been told by a doctor and a massage therapist that I have 'perfect anatomy' in my back.

chat slut
:(

In college, a roommate of mine was told by her gynecologist that she had a beautiful 'pussy' (he didn't actually use that word). I thought IT was strange enough that to this day I haven't forgotten it.

"Magnificent! I shall hang an oil painting of it in my waiting room. I shall be the envy of every other doctor in this city!"

I have a backwards slanting vag. Apparently. I didn't get approval or disapproval regarding this, but it was nice to know.

My veins also roll.
The nurses at Blood Donors are always quite approving of this. But that's probably because I look like I'm going to be sick, or cry, or both, so they are being kind. It seems that some veins pop up at the first sign of a needle, but mine hide, and weave about and roll. Which is natural when you think about it. I have safety veins.

I have been complimented on my green-tinged skin, my hooked nose (with mole and hair coming out) and pointy hat.

Also: my socks never fail to inspire awe.

Oh I have been complimented often on my socks. Well....compliment might be the wrong word. Comment has been passed.

Mainly that's because I don't bother with all that matching malarkey. I grab two suitabke socks, Preferably of the same basic style and material...though not exclusively so. I see no reason to arse about finding matching socks.

I find people usually comment when one is daring enough to be fashion-forward (as with the not-quite-matching sox) and when one is willing to allow one sock to slip down and wrinkle about the ankle whilst the other is pulled tight to the knee. sock garters almost always guarantee a word or two.

Good morning, Ladies. I'd like to compliment you on you posts this morning. Thank you.