I was going to do a boo boo HNT with one or four of my sparring bruises, but my feet are too sore to dink around with taking more pics and stuff, so it's a boobie HNT instead. Featuring (once more) Cindra's lovely scarf!! I think maybe I didn't distort it quite enough. Complaints may be lodged directly in the comments box.
I guess maybe I should have called it Rudolph HNT. Or -- ah! What's that movie where the chick's boobs light up and hum? Probably a Mel Brooks film.
The tops of my feet are sore. (from kicking someone) And I felt slow at sparring tonight. How sucky. I hate feeling like I haven't done my best. Poo.
On the other hand, the stuffed cookies I made from my Grandma's recipe (in an ancient cookbook) were a hit tonight, and I have a request to bring in a large platter of them tomorrow night. ^_^
32 comments:
That's a great scarf. Cindra does nice work. You're very special to know someone such as Cindra. You're welcome and you're right.
You are right, Egan.
Nice nip, rudolph.
I can't wait to see what you do with the pearl earrings!
Egan - you are right. Cindra is extremely talented. And the scarf is ever so soft even against one's tenderest regions. Yes, thank you indeed for facilitating our meeting.
Cindra - you are right.
Thank you. Can you hear the high-pitched squeal? If you want the low-down on Rudolph, be sure to check out the end of this post at Jaichan's. ^_^
Ooooh, pearl earrings! Two of them. . .
Candace and Cindra, you're both right. You two are fantastic people. Now, that was some taunting Candace about the feeling of Cindra's scarf on you boob. I'm not thinking about the earrings.
Egan, you're right. It could have been a boob. No earrings? Too scary?
It's all about the kink.
I had a friend named Kink. OK, it wasn't his real name. But it fit.
Nearly 3 am. I shudder to think what you might do to my blog while I sleep. ^_^ Hey! Go play the story game over at ~d's!
Tildé freaks me out. She likes purple, doesn't speak French, and can comment on 20 blogs in 2 minutes. Those are mad skills. I'm off to bed very soon. Great scarf.
I love purple. What's wrong with purple?
Turns out I'll likely be pullig an all-nighter. Sick kiddo. Nothing Jeeves and Wooster can't see us through, though.
Nurse me! An all-nighter? I haven't done one of those since college or was that Vegas this summer? I can't remember. I put something new up just for you and your late night antics.
Is that an exclamation or a request?
So far no puking - just feeling like she will. I htought maybe J&W would lull her to sleep, but she seems to be enjoying it. (Sluggie)
I'm reading your ducky post right now. :)
Great pic. Very tasteful: I certainly visited on a good day. Thanks for stopping by my blog, too.
Were you wearing nothing but the scarf when you served the cookies? I hope your nipples didn't make a high pitched whine when they lit up.
I would even say... it glows!
A very merry First Day of Winter to you!
My kids were NOT awake all night, but I'm getting them up for sunrise here in a few. You have to at least watch this one, even if you sleep through the next 364.
What lovely accessories you have, my dear!
Grunt - Why thank you. Happy First Day of Winter!
Jaichan - I was actually wearing more than just the scarf while serving (at least this time.) I didn't want my nipples to hurt anyone's eyes or ears. There was some sort of high-pitched noise. I hope it wasn't them, but I'm not taking chances.
Mr. Fab - Not even about the noise? Maybe that's not me then. Whew!
Joe - Odd how that happens, isn't it? I'm still not sure what causes that.
Logo - And also to you! We were up until about 6 I think. We totally missed the sunrise. Or the beginning of the fog illumintation at least. Bummer.
Why thank you. ^_^
...like a lightbulb...
OH I am SOOO LOVING THE BOOB!
OMIGOD@!
If I sported a Cindra scarf, would MY boob look so nice?!
WOW!
xxoo
~d
P.S. the story has taken a few twists:
AND!
I need personal advice, I will email you!
What's an HNT? And how come I'm not on your blogroll? That can't be right.
Diesel, you don't want to know what HNT is. It will destroy you, trust me on this one.
Uhh, nice scarf?
A splendid and artistically justified breast picture, C.
For me, it conjures up images of crisp winter mornings, and cherry topped cakes freshly withdrawn from the oven...
The landing lights must make GM's job so easy. Is one red and one green?
Better than bruises anyday.
Egan, I thought you didn't like HNT. Why do you keep coming back?
~d - your boobs are lovely without anything. ^_^
Oooh, I've gotta get back to the story! And check my email. :)
Diesel - what do you mean, you're not on my blogroll? Tell Troy I say thanks for not killing you. HNT? Surely you know Half-Nekkid Thursday? I suck at putting the little button on, though. I think I did 2 Thursdays ago.
Egan - I thought you didn't like HNT. But here you are again.
Snow - thank you. Cindra knitted it. She does lovely work!
Winters - really the breast is just serving as a form for the gorgeous scarf in order to show off its suppleness. (the scarf's)
Nice image. Will you be having whipped cream on that? ^_^ I hear there's a festive new peppermint whipped cream on the market.
TG - heh! How did you know? The L is red and the R is green. I suppose that means you know about the flashing tail light as well. ^_^
I'm glad to have made the correct choice.
I don't like HNT. I'm not on your blog simply because of your boob. I'm here daily Candace so you have to deal with it.
Aw, you don't like my boob. I will deal with it.
"I think I see... a nipple?" -Seinfeild
I wrote Seinfeild. I'm such a knob.
Oh, there I am. Sorry. Troy is a tool.
I live a sheltered existence.
Poly - HAHAHA! ^_^ Knobs are the most fun part of the anatomy, so that's not a bad thing.
Diesel - Shelter is good! Esp if you're on the left coast right now.
What's this?! A NIPPLE?! On a BLOG?! Well, I suppose it actually is better than the other way around. (On second thought, maybe not. Hence the saying: Naughtier'n a blog on a nipple. There lots of those kinds of sayings, but now that I'm single, I have a hard time keeping........abreast.)That is all I have to say. Now good day, Madame!
It was a nipple until it was replaced by a brilliant flash of light.
If I were a witch, would that make it cold?
abreast! Nice one! ^_^
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