Thursday, September 29, 2011

What A Shock-Poor Boy

Cory-OMG!
me, running into room-What? What? looking around for a disaster
Cory shoves laptop into my face
Look, look! OMG!
There on the screen is a profile pic and info of his mom, my darling sister.
So? I ask
Look at the website, say he in a pained tone.
I look and burst out laughing. It is a couger site-older women looking for young men to date.
Why is she on there?
I wipe away a giggle tear and ask
Cory, why were you on there?
He stares
oh, umm
I roll my eyes and go back to my painting. Sometimes it is better not to know.
Yes, I have a weird family. But I love them.

Monday, September 26, 2011

New From Evanescence

Friday, September 23, 2011

Practical Magic Party Time!

Come on in, ladies, and grab one of these midnight margaritas. Let us dance around the table!






Really wish I had more time to devote to this, but here it is-my PA post. I love this scene. I always want to get up and dance with them.

Monday, September 19, 2011

Fifteen Minutes

Let’s say that you have been given fifteen minutes to leave your home before a nasty disaster strikes. In that fifteen minutes what would choose to take with you? You can do an actual trial run to see if you can do it. Here is mine…

1-Unfortually I know that five minutes of my time will be taken up with trying to stuff Mr. “ Just Let The Zombies Get Me. Zombies don’t really eat cats do they? “ into his carrier.

2-Luckily I have many laundry baskets. In go my photo albums, cd case, ereader, laptop, and my bible. T-shirts and jeans around them. Second baskets gets my favorite art books (I know, stupid, but they really do soothe my nerves), Dad’s navy picture off the wall, mom’s jewelry case, and my grandfather’s pipe set. I can’t leave them behind. Around them are stuffed more clothes, Barney food, and hygiene items ( I am not going to a refugee camp with hygiene items.)

I ready to go with just seconds to spare.

What would you take?

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Keep What You Love

I read a quote recently on Facebook. I can’t remember who it was, but it stuck with me. It said “Keep what you love.” Looking around me I realized then that there is very little around me that I “love”. Of course, many things around me have a sentimental value, but I don’t really love them. I just haven’t gotten rid of them because they belonged to my mom and I feel like I’m letting her go if I get rid of it all.
I truly feel though that I could walk away tomorrow and not miss any of it. Except for a few things that is. Things that I cannot bear to part with.

What about all of you? Are you surrounded by what you love?

Sunday, September 11, 2011

10 Years Later

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I was on the second day of my vacation andwas up watching the Today Show as I like to do when not working. I saw the recording first plane hit the tower and at firstthought it was a small twin engine plane, then I saw the second one hit and realized something was wrong.
I sat glued to the tv all that day even though I had made plans. I cried heartbroken for those who had been killed (especially for the children on the plane) and the week following was angry and proud to be American.

Of all the tribute songs this one is my favorite by Mary Fahl written for the movie The Guys, about the fire captain who lost eight of his men that day.






This morning early I walked on
while my darling was in a dream
The last sweet days of summer bloomed
and dressed the trees in green
Then soaring high in the gleaming sky
from far across the bay
came a fearsome roar from a distant shore
at the dawning of the day

Then I called my men to follow me
knowing well that the view was dim
Though tired and worn, how they fought all morn'
as time was closing in
And my heart was sad though sore with pride
for brave lads all were they
As the angels fly, how they climbed so high
on the dawning of the day

But the edge is moving nearer now
inside the fading sun
and calling, calling out to them
my brothers, one by one
But only dust silence sounds
The ashes float away
as the twilight ends and the night descends
'til the dawning of the day

Forgive me love, I'm going now
so very far away
When darkness falls, only think me near
and do not be afraid
And please don't grieve when I am gone
Abide in what remains
'til the shadows end and we meet again
on the dawning of the day

For when shadows end,
we shall meet again
on the dawning of the day