Cleve

I start this post of the day with a picture of "cleve" because what makes a person happier than seeing clevage on a regular basis?

Babies love it, boys want to touch it, okay so do girls. Its just that awesome.
Boobs are awesome. Not because they are bouncy and jiggly and stuff but they are like wonderful pockets of clouds you can rest your head on. You can snuggle them, sink your head between them and suddenly you feel safe, like the worlds problems just disappear. I'd like to have my head stuck in these clouds all day...daydreaming about sheeps and candy canes and being random.

In irish land...

they think its the best country in the world...and then i ruin their dreams and tell them about Canada and how we have fancy maple syrup and lovely ladies in bikinis walking around the middle of downtown in the summer. I go on to tell them about how great the weather is during summer. Muahha that's socking it to you TOM MURPHY! Tom Murphy's been here since yesterday at 2pm until 12am and back laying tile at 8am disturbing my beauty sleep. Tom and I have established a commaderie where his new nickname for me is "www." (aka www.wickedwhistlingwindy.com"). What is with Irish men here that they never heard a girl whistle before? They all seem to love the fact that I whistle and call me a wicked girl while we have whistle fights. And that's that, a Canadian girl charming the irish boys. Canada 1 - Ireland 0