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wedding shoot, married couple just took off...
Because of COVID-19 and my very fragile health
We can´t see each other for already a half year now
But despite the difficult circumstances we are going strong together. So strong that he asked me if I want to be his wife again.
We decided to marry in a small intimate setting this time
When you can´t see each other, Secondlife becomes a different meaning. It will never be better than our Real Life relationship But untill times will change we need to make the best of it.
There will still be moments that we both really miss that real hug and kiss. That we long for that real touch and feel sad and helpless about the situation. But we are strong together and we believe that our love will survive this difficult time.
I´m so proud that you ask me to be your wife again
It means so much that you always support and love me
Even when lives make it difficult to have a relationship
Thank you for always believing in us and loving me.
You made my heart melt with your sensitive way of loving me
Even if I don´t feel well, your presence makes my day
I can´t imagine my life without that special touch of you
You make me happy in a way no one else can ♥♥
About 6 months ago, you confessed your feelings to me. (And yes, it was a shocker.) I will never forget where I was when you changed my life with three words. A fun fact I'll bet you never knew, was that at that precise moment, I was sitting on a sim titled, "Where Our Journey Begins". And so it did.
Since that day, you've gone over and beyond to show me that you are serious about your commitment to me, to us. From helping with photos - like making the Wanda spell, to making me laugh by being a rainbow farting unicorn, to building our home together, to literally talking me through Covid, you have been my very best friend, confidant, and perfect companion.
I love you. I love the way that you make me laugh like noone else does. I love the way you hold me steady when my mind gets to racing. I love the way that you encourage me to see things from a different perspetive. I love how you encourage me to be myself. I love how our day starts with smiles provided courtesy of our texts and end with you tucking me in under a blanket of love. I love our lunch dates and inside jokes and nerdy shit and all of the things that make us - us.
So, my lion, my Loki, my favorite wizard, my tiger...my best friend, my dear heart, my sweetest love, and soon to be fiance...
YES - Of course, I'll be your wife, in every universe I'm yours! Let's get married. Make all the memories. And have the best adventure ever in the history of evers. I love you. 💋💞
a tired-out, typical mad-hatter made slightly more fun with the addition of gigantic
lime-green sugar paste letters spelling out what just happened...
...just in case anyone there wasn't sure. ;)
... sign hanging from a 1960 Rolls Royce Silver Cloud II, which was actually used in the movie Scarface.
NOTE: This photo made it into Flickr's ' Explore " as one of the top five hundred most interesting photos on a particular day. You can see all of my photo's that have made it into the Flickr Explore pages here .
After the Bolivian splendors, we are now in Chile.
I keep a mixed memory of our crossing of the Chilean border at 4500 m (14764ft) altitude. Our guide had warned us, and everything went well, but it still makes a strange impression to see customs officers as fussy: all the suitcases were opened and searched. This was the first time I've seen this at a border, and that's the usual procedure there.
It did not give us a good impression of Chile where we arrived.
After a night in San Pedro de Atacama, we are visiting nearby the Valley of the Moon, a desolate and spectacular place in the Atacama Desert.
Here, we admire a curious rock formation that bears the name of Tres Marias (the 3 married).
Après les splendeurs boliviennes, nous voici au Chili.
Je conserve un souvenir mitigé de notre passage de la frontière chilienne à 4500 m d'altitude. Notre guide nous avait prévenu, et tout s'est bien passé, mais cela fait quand même une drôle d'impression de voir des douaniers aussi pointilleux : toutes les valises ont été ouvertes et fouillées. C'est la première fois que je voyais cela à une frontière, et c'est parait-il la procédure habituelle à cet endroit.
Cela ne nous a pas donné une bonne image du Chili où nous arrivions.
Après une nuit à San Pedro de Atacama, nous visitons à proximité la Vallée de La Lune, un endroit désolé et spectaculaire dans le désert d'Atacama.
Ici, nous admirons une curieuse formation rocheuse qui porte le nom de Tres Marias (les 3 mariés).
Vallée de la Lune - désert d'Atacama - Chili / Moon Valley - Atacama desert - Chile
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....Por trás de uma pessoa fechada para seus problemas, porém aberta para a solução dos meus, alguém que atravessaria o mundo para cuidar da minha dor. Entre falhas e decepções da vida toda, eu acertei, eu te escolhi, e te escolheria mais mil vezes.
all the while glancing often at the clock.
A nurse never knows what complication each
illness brings, but you did your duties like
“An Angel without wings.” -N.A.Poem-
Done for “The Art of Cars Trucks Buses” challenge
Thank you for your kind visit. Have a wonderful and beautiful day!
see our wedding pictures (everyday a new picture)
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heute am 22.2.22 haben sich sicher wieder viele getraut…
diesen Brautstauß habe ich in Venedig entdeckt
To you and yours, wishing you a very Happy Thanksgiving from the Kalinakov's!
He loves when I wear Aurora and tonight, I won't disappoint!
My sexy Sergey never lets me fall. The one I can always depend on. My saving grace!
Hot Pizza, Cold Beer, Buttered Popcorn, a good scary movie with my most sexy better half Sergey.
Life doesn't get much better than this! :)))
Я люблю тебя, мой сексуальный муж Сергей!!❤
After a beautiful night of passion.
I made you you're first breakfast as my Gorgeous wife...I hope I have everything you like?
Photography by Matthew & Ariel Irving
...quando visitando un antico borgo ti imbatti in qualcosa di emozionante...
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Dunes of Den Helder -Grafelijkheidsduinen
Me and Rico got married in RL today :D
Swag is not something you wear, it is something you are born with. My sexy Papa Sergey and I have SWAG! :)))
Sometimes, as in the example above, I've seen trees that have literally grown together, sharing at least bark and perhaps even trunks. Where does one organism end and the other begin? Do they cease, in any sense, to be individual organism? I have no idea. Mrs. Orca and red cedars in the Hoh River Valley, Olympic National Park, Washington.
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I am in the middle of doing my back exercises and hubby gets the camera out - naughty man.
With it being hunting season, my husband gives me a bouquet every year of a some sort of flowers. It is a peace offering for the time he will spend away from home.
When he had gone to get them, the shop in which he always goes has a new owner. They are from out town, coming here from somewhere in a big city. Our back woods, small town customs were lost on them. The owner stopped my husband and asked why so many men were buying flowers this week. What had they all done that was so naughty? My husband laughed and explained to him that they were all going to camp for the week. The men knew they needed something beautiful to treat their wives so they could return home when the season was finished. Last thing they wanted is to come home and find their belongings in the yard. HAHA!
Considérée comme la plus ancienne chapelle de Crac'h, elle se détache des bords de la rivière presqu'à sa source, au lieu-dit Baie de Saint-Jean, dans le village de Kerjean. Une date s'inscrit sur un corbellet du chevet : 1586. Un banc mural fait le tour de l'édifice à l'extérieur. "C'est là que les hommes attendaient leurs femmes" dit une rumeur coquine. La porte Ouest est toute moulurée. La corniche s'appuie sur deux consoles sculptées d'un masque. Le toit s'appuie sur un carvet. Le clocheton pyramidal prolonge une corniche du pignon et s'ouvre en anse de panier. Sobre de lignes, c'est un bon témoin de l'architecture du XVIème siècle marquée par la Renaissance. (Crac'h -Histoire et patrimoine)
Considered to be the oldest chapel in Crac'h, it stands out from the banks of the river almost at its source, at a place called Baie de Saint-Jean, in the village of Kerjean. A date is inscribed on a corbel of the chevet: 1586. A wall bench runs around the outside of the building. A naughty rumour has it that "this is where men waited for their wives". The west door is fully moulded. The cornice is supported by two brackets sculpted with a mask. The roof is supported by a carvet. The pyramidal bell tower extends a cornice of the gable and opens in a basket handle. Sober in its lines, it is a good example of 16th century architecture marked by the Renaissance.
Hubby up-skirting me descending the stairs, naughty man! 😊
Ooh, my naughty hubby, he gets me to dress up as a cop and then ties my hands behind my back with my hand-cuffs to get his naughty way with me! I of course, loved every minute of it!! 😛😛
sue left exposed at butlins over 30 strangers seen her like this each night for 3 nights sue no idea as she passed them the next day
Hubby and I had been enjoying a bottle of red wine together and he was in a mischievous, playful mood so he set me a challenge! Seeing me dressed like I was which was really to get him excited he set me a challenge! He naughtily said that if I manage to go out downtown as a hooker, which I suppose I am, and manage to get at least one punter interested that when I return he would make made passionate love to me!
Lets just say I was well satisfied with hubby by the end of the evening! 😛😛
left sue like this with the door open for my nephew to see as he went the toilet
This photos was Tin Green's most viewed photo for 5 years in a row. And I understand that completely. This photo is 100% Mère: sexy, naughty, fierce, mysterious, hot, teasing.. and it makes you come back for more and more.
Naughty girl...………..being sexy for my husband again and showing my panties over my pantyhose after my tight skirt has ridded up, he might think I want him...……….. 😛
“Sigh, Here goes it then, “he probably is still at that bar” …… I said with a slight hesitation, but with no whine in me voice ( for the record). I then promptly turned away and moved off , wading my way back inside…
I finally was able to make an approach up to the long scarred oaken bar, after weaving my way amongst the countless numbers of mingling guests, all dolled up for the evening. So I guess that is my excuse for not quite successfully keeping my focus on the task at hand that was inadvertently before to me..
Finally reaching me destination, I Ordered an old fashion (with rye ) and sat down next to him and said pleasantly.” how is it going Mate?”
He had been studying the dance floor, but at my greeting sighed and pulled himself away to look me up an down with a rather suspicious eye.
I met his gaze squarely, still smiling, avoiding the impulse to stare at the lit cigarette dangling from his lip. Being a pipe man meself ,I was a wee bit opinioned when it came to sloppy cigarettes smokers, especially those who left the bloody things dangle cheekily in their mouths at all times.
“Wotcher” he said, a bit snidely I thought, since I was just trying to be friendly.
“Do I know you Guv?” He quizzically added.
“ Sorry.” I admitted, “ Thought you looked like a bloke I knew up Manchester way.”
“Not from there am I , guv !” He stated rather dismissively.
I ploughed on… “Well, one can’t always be right, can one?”
“Just getting a drink” I continued,” I see yours is out, whatcha be having ?”
“Highball” he said smartly, and turned back away. For some reason I was not surprised at the blokes drink of choice.
He certainly was most interested in the goings on the ballroom dance floor! I caught the Keeps eye and indicated a refill was in order for my new found ‘mate’.
By then I had mine and I took a long, gloriously settling, sip. “That’s better” I sighed, a bit too deeply probably, but my new acquaintance, with full attention back on the ballroom dance floor, paid my comments no heed.
He hadn’t asked me name, which was fine by me, kept me from having to remember the one I would have had to ‘ave made up. Nor did I care to know this blokes name either, though I was harboring a pretty good guess that it would be a rather recognizable one, either mentioned from the telly or yeterday’s fish and chip wrappers.
But I could see I had lost the chaps attention….
“Pretty” I said following his gaze.
“What ‘s pretty ?!” he stated sharply, not diverting his watchful eyes.
I noticed that they were a bit shifty, his eyes, like a sly, watchful fox, and that they moved with a rapid constancy. Think a young Trevor Howard with Peter Lorre’s eyes, and you have the chap to a T!
“The dancers, mate” I said, “this lot is dressed rather elegantly tonight!.”
He peeled his eyes off the dancers twirling and swishing about, and turned slowly to me, a bit scornfully , “what did you expect guv, its full dress tonight, that’s why you and I have these uncle’s monkey suits on, taint it?”
“Indeed sir” , I said agreeably with what I hoped was a winningly sincere voice, though down deep, to meself, I felt this prig deserved anything but politeness. Still I carried on, trying to be friendly.
“That lass in the green is pretty” I remarked, nodding in a direction by the far corner of the floor to where a rather petite lady with black hair, prettily clad in a shiny bit of a green gown, black glasses owlishly perched on her nose, and displaying a rather nice little set of shimmering emeralds, was dancing with a bird like bloke wearin ,of all things, a scarlet red vest.
“Personally, I like the way her emerald jewelry sets off against her gown!”, I added whilst pointed her out…
He had gotten his drink, and I noticed he had quarter drained it in one gulp, and set it down without a kind word, like say, thank you..! He was on his way to a real bender if he kept up with that pace I thought, eyeing the two other, empty glasses, already collected at his elbow on the bar top!
He had gone back to his eyeing of the ballroom’s inhabitants, I could see his shifty eyes flitting about.
“Whasat” he finally said, “The gangly bird dancing with cock robin? Yah,I suppose so.” He snorted at his own remark.
Then looking at me for a long second, he continued on.. “Like her jewels do ya than mate?” he said not bothering to hide the snideness in his comment .. “ Meself, Guv, I notice more than a sweetie’s bloody jewels !” He again chuckled dryly at his presumed wit, I did not choose to join in..
“Occupational hazard I guess, noticing jewelery .” ,I admitted, choosing not to expound on my drinking partner’s opinion, “I own a small jewelry shoppe on the village green.” “Nothing much, but it pays one’s rent.”
“I guess than a gent like you would prattle on about jewels” “Is that what brings you alone here these evening?” “I aint seen you out dancing with anyone.” There was definitely insinuation behind his words, but, therin, laid a delicate path I dared not explore, lest my incipient plan blew up in my face.
I gave no reply, and after the observation was spoken, let him continue on in his dry, sniping tone that I was beginning to realize was his normal manner of speech!
“So you just want a bit of a peek at what you sell guv?” “ Me, I just like lookin at the whole bleedin package, iffin you get my drift !!”
And giving me a weaselly little grin, he nudged me with his elbow with a mirthless cackling laugh , then turned his attention raptly back onto the thronging occupants of the dance floor..
Spotting a possible opening, I delved into the breach. Sink or swim time.
“So what do you do when you are not attending these rather posh affairs?” I asked, trying to keep a wedge in our conversation. Even though the answer was pretty obvious from the blighters manner of dress, and baby smooth manicured fingers!
“Nuttin” he said through gritted teeth, never diverting his gaze to me, “Don’t hafta work like a regular Git, gets a small allowance from me father don’t I! Not much though, old parental gents are too cheap by half if you ask me, livin in the stone age where an extra few quids concerned!!” He literally spat out the last few words.
“Shame” I sympathetically pretended to agree , “but still”, and raisin my glass, said “cheers to being able to keep a roof over one’s head.”
We both drained our glasses in salute and I ordered another round.
After we were served, my new ‘friend’ , out of the side of his mouth since his eyes were glued back on the ballroom dancers stated wryly, “You like’n them emeralds? Guv ” , and I could see his eyes were again stuck on watching the lady elegantly wearing,( in me own humble opinion), the green satin offset with her brite glittering emeralds. “A bit too mousey for my taste”, He continued, “ole 4 eyes there, still, I wouldn’t say no to admire’in what she has under that shiny dress!” And he let out another little snort at his crude witticism.
Crude apparently being a trademark of all this Bloke’s remarks!
I choose to ignore his rather rude comment, and went on, trying to remain unruffled by my new friends rather blunt outlook on the fairer sex !
“I admire any gemstones that I can sell my dear sir.” I said causally, delicately, “ but there are other things that I will also allow to command my interest.”
“ Wjats you on about then?” He asked, reluctantly taking his eyes from the dance floor and placing his attention fully back onto me, as he looked me over like he had just now noticed I was there!.
I remembered thinking, yeah ya bleedin prig, two free drinks and not a thank you in sight. Picked a winner here, I did! But when I spoke, my words and ma
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