Where Procida lends itself to the quiet whims of the introvert in myself, the island of Capri-even as it can b overwhelmed w tourists-is a spectacle of spectacular. For the historical value, for the views that are so overwhelmingly beautiful that even a wordsmith like myself has difficulty finding the right verBAGE. I'm left w trite overused adjectives and adverbs and sheez. I just cant. But here it is anyways. 📚🎨
The best part of exploring, traveling or any intent to adventure without a plan is the likelihood of getting lost. I've discovered the most amazing things about my own state and myself while not going w the flow and losing direction. But this little morsel of a 1/2 mile hike along the cliffs of Capri had me gasping for air and almost tripping over myself and falling off a cliff in my excitement. In fact, they dont recommend taking the path when it rains, I totally see why! Check out the stumble in the video. The views had me speechless and not paying attention.📚🎨
The path is located on the northwest side of the island-between Villa Lysis-a neoclassical villa built in 1905 by an eccentric artist escaping the law, and Villa Jovis- built nearly 2 millennia earlier by the Roman emperor that preceded Tiberius.
Just as I discussed this yesterday w a fellow adventurer friend about trails that leave an impact on its traveler, I leave u w this video to see for urself. At least there is no risk in slipping as I did from where u are, but here's a warning- u risk adding this to ur own bucket list just as I....cross this one off mine. XO
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BIRTH SERIES | I’ve been working on a birth series on my blog. Sharing the experiences of women from all over the world. I find it so empowering reading the stories of other births as it helps us realize that we are not alone. Before I gave birth to my own son, I thought it was just black and white. Either natural or cesarean. I didn’t realize how different every single birth is. The first story to the series is up on my blog (link can be found in my bio) and belongs to the beautiful @kiajohnson1 ❤️ I’d love for you to give it a read. Kia was told she probably wouldn’t be able to fall pregnant naturally, but has two miracle children. She found herself having an unexpected cesarean birth.
Something we learn through the birth of our kids, is that no matter how they’ve come into this world, we love them all the same. 🌻 An indescribable love. What I want you to take from these stories - is know that however your birth your baby, you are powerful and a superwoman! And if you didn’t birth your child, but adopted or even carried somebody else’s child - it doesn’t make you any different. Your story is unique and beautiful. .
Baby girl and No1 son,
I love you all the time and always, up to voyager 1 and back again;
I promise to snuggle you when you ask and give kisses and tickles no matter what;
I will read you stories, sing lullabies, tuck you in and do a billion hugs, kisses and pats before bed;
I’ll wash your clothes, pick up your toys, comfort you when your hurt and cheer you on when you try something new;
I’ll change your nappy, make your meals and do epic dance offs whenever you want!
But please maybe once in a while, every now and then, maybe you could let me go to the bathroom in complete and utter privacy! .
Love your adoring but in need of secluded bathroom breaks Mum!
Developing films do not happen over night. Screenplay writing has been a craft of mine for the last 8 years. Representing someone's legacy in a bio pic has to be carefully crafted. I've just been blessed with the opportunity to produce a hit screen play and film of Detroit's King Pin "Felix the Cat". If you like films like "American Gangster"... wait 'til you see this one. Auditions for the pilot will be April 2019. #Sevenkingstudios#hbo#directorslife#screenplays#preproduction#detroitstories#kingpin#dondiva#feds#reallifestories#filmtowin. #hazeent#movies#hulu#filmfestivals
While incarcerated in a federal correctional facility in Leavenworth, Kansas in the late 1970s (his first conviction, like his second, was overturned on appeal, but he was convicted at another subsequent trial), he met and befriended a con-artist and fellow Motor City drug dealer named Feodies (The Yellow Man) Shipp. Once they were released and back on the streets of Motown together in the 1980s, Walls and Shipp teamed up to build a robust wholesale cocaine-distribution business, transporting their narcotics from California to Michigan for almost a decade before they were befallen by a federal indictment in the early 1990s.
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@urmidaga😍 In our pink two piece set
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Dealing with the season ➡️ Shoot-Drench-Pause-Shoot-Repeat!
I went from foster homes, to children's homes, even got offered heroin at 13, mate that could have been it for me🙏But I'm here living, breathing, doing everything in my power to be the best version of me, unlearning all the fuckry🙏
Going back to that adoption application, one of the questions asked was, for what reason might I return a dog to the shelter. Biting was my firm answer. In my mind, there was no room for dogs with those kind of behavioral issues. Well God, or Karma, or whoever had a really good laugh and gave me Boss, who -- to be completely honest -- can be a real asshole. Not only did Boss turn out to be a biter, it was like his damn trademark. And once, when I was given an eviction notice because Boss bit a maintenance man in my apartment building (the man was fine, fyi), I gave sincere consideration to taking Boss to the shelter. I cried for days. Maybe more than I cried learning about his cancer. But I just couldn't do it. It would have been the ultimate betrayal. From that point, I resolved to figure it out. I'd made a commitment, and I would keep it. It took a few more years to get a real handle on Boss's triggers, but I learned a lot, including how much we expect of dogs and how unrealistic those expectations are. Boss is a dog. On occasion, he's an asshole, but mostly, he's the best damn dog I could have asked for to have by my side for the past dozen years. Guess the joke is on you, Karma. 😉🐕 .
📷: Turns out that fun is one of Boss's triggers, earning him the title "Fun Police." (No boyfriends were harmed in the making of this image, taken circa 2013.)
Upside down day after chemo girl. Last chemo round the shit hit the fan by Friday. Today's Wednesday and my stomach feels foul as it did before but no other signs of bad side effects have reared their heads yet.
I've taken great strides to save the hair I have after cutting it thinking I'd just lose it all anyway. Once I found out cold capping was available and the hospital would pay for it (saving me $2-3k) I took the plunge into the 5 hour process every day of chemo.
This whole "it's just hair" bullshit is only spoken by people who aren't going through chemo. Cancer and chemotherapy take a lot out of you. Steroids are bloating and can cause acne and other nasty side effects. Wanting to have the dignity of hair on your head is not shallow, it's retaining some semblance of self.