What’s in the pocket daddy?
What does it say for America that we fly our flag half staff for a singer. Giving her an honor that is typically reserved for extreme losses to the country. Warriors, public servants, heros (like those lost on the Challenger shuttle) those are who have historically received this honor. Not to say…
I sit here writing, which is something I haven’t done in a long time. I’ve equated writing with a time in my life I’d rather forget but find myself thinking back on it more and more. To forget doesn’t mean I want to cut out the time I lived and loved in New Orleans. To forget is to learn from that…
My mommy’s birthday
*pulling long string & big sign for my mommy @CelesteCastello * (Happy Birfday mommy. Royal woves you) *tail wagging real happy & lets go string so sign go to mommy and daddy in Italy*
Happy Birthday Mio Bella
Once again our family and friends here have turned out well for the occasion *Chuckles*
Celeste, la mia bella moglie. Il mio cuore e l’anima sono vostre per tutta l’eternità. Passato un altro anno e una nuova esperienza.Grazie a voi il mio amore per essere venuti in questo viaggio con me, per amare la mia casa, Roma e per amare la mia famiglia. E non dimenticare, perché mi ami. Ti amo. Buon Compleanno.
(Celeste, my beautiful wife. My heart and soul are yours for all eternity. Another year past and a new experience. Thank you my love for coming on this journey with me, for loving my home, Rome and for loving my family. And not forgetting; for loving me. I love you. Happy Birthday. )
Via Mio Bélla's Businessman
Happy Birthday Mio Bella.
Tonight we will have an evening that was even before my time *chuckles* To go with your costume, I thought it fitting that you should have something fitting from the vaults here in Rome.
Via Mio Bélla's Businessman
Thank You to @DarlingSookie for this.
Thank you @DarlingSookie for posting this. You have made my day. *still laughing as I post*
So… this is how you explain the birds-n-bees to children now-a-days: >
Daddy, how was I born? ‘Well, son, Your Mom and I first got together in a chat room on Yahoo. >
Then I set up a date via e-mail with your Mom and we met at a cyber-cafe. We sneaked into a secluded room, and Googled each other. >
There your mother agreed to a download from my hard drive. As soon as I was ready to upload, we discovered that neither one of us had >
used a firewall, and since it was too late to hit the delete button , nine months later a little Pop-Up appeared that said: ‘You got Male!
Some days it pays to be a part of Twitter! Thanks again Sookie!
#WinterIsComing
I held my son in my arms and the look of his little face as it looked back at me left me paralyzed as his beautiful mother opened her arms waiting to hold her son for the first time.
“Hand him to me Adram, let me see our son,” those were the most beautiful words I had ever…
About me
Celeste . . . a deadly beauty. A predator and multi-faceted woman. Behind those jade eyes lies a calculating killer, one that stalks and ensnares, her wits and mind sharp. Able to cut through the sins of the wicked, and dangerous to all who cross the path of this cunning hunter on the prowl.
- ~ Disclaimer ~
- Our Blood Ties
- Our Demonic Ties
- Who I Am
- About Celeste
- The Businessman and The Bella
- Bastiaan and Celeste
