“Romantic Kitchen Tango Waltz" by Unknown - Donna Darkwolf being Romanced
by Her Minion, as I dance Donna out of the kitchen and on to the patio.
She wrote: "My Franco - how about singing to me as you strip me of my underwear"
To which I replied: " Why do you call it 'Underwear'!? - YOU KNOW WHERE IT IS UNDER!
THIS!... Is StuarT! Donna knows the names of all the main Minions.
She had found this image and this song on the Web and "had to send it" to me: "because you are My Minion and I love you". Well.. OK... I guess... LOL.
from: Donna firstname.lastname@example.org
to: Franco email@example.com,
moreno franco firstname.lastname@example.org
date: Jul 3, 2017, 10:16 PM
subject: Virginia Wolff's letters I KNOW U LOVE ME
she (Virginia Wolff) wrote 2… one to her husband Leonard, the other to her sister.
but in both she emphasizes he is better off without her – and of course she was right. she was extremely intelligent and extremely sensitive. ( I am to – too sensitive. us sensitive folk cant really live here). but she was also extremely sick –mentally wise. she was a schizophrenic. which I am not and so on.
if anyone asks, tell them ‘ I was doing my job’.
so the one is to Leonard –read it gain and the other to her sister.
u r like Leonard. but she had to go. for her relief - and for his.
and if it wasnt for cases like Leonard (and Sylvia plaths husband Harold
and so many of these brilliant brilliant women who killed themselves had
loyal and loving husbands)
I would believe YOU to have a mental disorder.
but u don’t. its just called ‘love’.
something most people haven’t a clue abt – even me.
I found this quote: "Anything, everything, little or big - becomes an adventure when you are sharing it with the right person".
and you my franco have been, are and always will be my right person.
i have always been so happy that you found me - despite my bouts of violence and depression, you have kept us / me on a steady course
I love this card... promise you will send it with me my franco xxx. send all my cards
good to have some reading matter on the trip. LOL
your ragazza donna :D
This is the Birthday Card I gave her four months previous, in February. My Donna Strega had it scanned - and attached it to this e-mail.
She had never put it away. She had kept it standing on her kitchen dining counter until she travelled on:
"Where I can see it every day". She explained cheerfully.
LIFE IS NOT MEASURED
BY THE BREATHS WE TAKE -
BUT BY THE MOMENTS
THAT TAKE OUR BREATH AWAY
We have done very well, I Think. Gnite my franco. xxxxxxxx