Lorelei

finally place her in my arms. I was speechless, full of joy, but speechless. The nurses took her a while after so they can run tests to see if she was perfectly healthy and also to give her mother some rest. We were finally able to name our daughter, Lorelei Marie. When we finally got word of the test results, she was not doing so well. Turns out she was not feeding quite right and was fed through a tube leading to her

to it. I have always been extremely fascinated with animals, to the point where I have been told many times that I seem to like them better than people. I currently have four pets living with me and my family. I have three dogs, Lacie, Gracie, and Lorelei, and I have a new kitten named Mew that I rescued when someone found her under their porch and didn’t want her. I would do anything for my pets and I want to be able to help them and any other suffering animal anyway that I can. I currently work at

Think back: to your first school disco, to the first time a parent spoke to you like a grownup, to the summer it looked like your relationships would last forever, to getting in the car to drive away after your heart had just been wrecked. What song was playing? For some people out there, in circumstances like that last one, it was “Hero” by the band Family of the Year. And, because one of those people was one of the music consultants on the film Boyhood, the song was also playing at a key moment

Since my Judaism is a huge part of my identity, the fact that some characters aren’t Jewish made it impossible for me to see myself with in some characters shoes. Sure, I love Lorelei Gilmore in Gilmore Girls to the bottom of my heart but her not being Jewish made it hard for me to deeply emphasize with her. I’m not saying I can’t connect to characters who aren’t Jewish. If religion isn’t a part of the story-line, then of course

iIT HAD BECOME his habit, during their weeks of isolation, that upon rising he immediately went and checked on Lorelei. He would knock gently on her door, enter without waiting for her re-ply, and light the fire in the fireplace before opening the drapes. She would raise herself up on her el-bows, smile warmly at him and wait for him to help her with her morning privy. There were times, later, during the day that he marveled at having such intimate knowledge of a woman’s body. He never dreamed

inheritance to applying a band-aid to a scraped knee, parents give and give until they have nothing else to offer. My eleven-year-old sister, Ashlynne, inherited my father’s taste in alternative rock and my mother’s thin hair. My thirteen-year-old sister, Lorelei, inherited my father’s lengthy legs and my mother’s shyness. I have acquired much more than my father’s blue eyes and my mother’s appreciation for dogs. I inherited my father’s determination and my mother’s fertile mind which worked together through

Jess was right, what does he know about being a parent, not that she knew every trick in the book either. Rory got back to the house a few minutes later and carefully took her sleeping daughter out of her stroller and took her inside to her room. Lorelei had redone Rory’s room when she was away so she could fit a training bed for Valentina. Rory placed Valentina in her bed and then got ready for bed herself. All night though, she couldn 't sleep. She had just seen the man that she loved for the

Sally has a cow, Sally's cow is called Silly. Silly is scrumptious. Sally knows this because she is a vampire. She drinks silly's blood every night. Sally loves Silly. One night Sally went to drink blood from Silly to get enough strength to go find the fantasy forest and stop the dark wolves from ending the world. Silly saw her and smashed her with her tail. Sally was astonished. How could Silly do this to her! So while Silly was in a deep sleep Sally crept up slowly, slowly, until she was in bite’s

except those who are “assimilated,” do not consider themselves feminists; feminism is an imperial project that assumes the given-ness of US colonial stranglehold on indigenous nations. However, one of the founders of Women of All Red Nations (WARN), Lorelei DeCora,

Inside the white envelope also came a box with Mrs. Granger’s favorite fountain pen, it had a small note attached saying “frindle” on it. Then he did something special, he gave Mrs. Granger a gold pen with this inscription “This object belongs to Mrs. Lorelei Granger, and she may call it any name she chooses-With love from Nicholas Allen” The event of the story is factual in that it could happen and it is also social in the way that Nick was able to get the word started. Getting his friends together and