Jack and Rose Colored Glasses
Every time I watch “Titanic”, I keep hoping they miss the iceberg. I mean, I’m really pulling for them. Am I the only one? Continue reading Jack and Rose Colored Glasses
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Bring Me To Life
For as long as I can remember, I’ve told my closest friends and family that if I were to ever fall into a coma, the surefire way to bring me out of it would be to blast my favorite rock songs. I even had a list. It got longer as the years went on. Tonight, as I began to fall asleep, I knew there would … Continue reading Bring Me To Life
Dear Luna,
I can’t sleep. And the moonlight coming through the window is so bright, it beckons me outside. Cold and clear. The moon is full. I wrap up in a blanket and plop down in a lawn chair. I tilt my head to the sky and decide to ask her some questions. After all, she has been around forever. She’s seen me, right? There’s an entire … Continue reading Dear Luna,
SkateWorld
Driving through an old town and came upon a “SkateWorld”. Me: Oh!! We should go in! Troy: And? Me: Lace up! Troy: And? Troy: (before I can answer) Break a hip. Me: You suck. Troy: We’re a long way from… Me: An emergency room? Troy: Junior High. Me: -_- Continue reading SkateWorld
Juice
Will it help with stress? Maybe. If I add vodka? Probably. Will I prove this theory? Definitely. Continue reading Juice
Someone’s Dad
Tonight at dinner, an older gentleman walked over to our table and put his hand on Troy’s shoulder and began talking to us. He told us of train rides and family stories. At one point, when he asked where we were from and we told him Dallas, he said he had a daughter who lived in Dallas. Then he pointed to a table with … Continue reading Someone’s Dad
Sometimes Morning IS My Jam
Have I mentioned that I’m not a morning person? If I haven’t, then I’m not. If I have, then it’s because I am REALLY not. That being said, I love mornings. Stay with me here. There is a constant tug-of-war going on between my circadian rhythm and my passion for everything morning-related. This morning involved a pre-dawn trip to another city. I grumbled as I … Continue reading Sometimes Morning IS My Jam
The Taste Of Butter
Hello butter, my old friend, I’ve come to cook with you again, Because margarine is so nasty, And you really taste fantastic, And the cellulite that was planted on my butt … Still remains. I love the taste of butter. *Kudos to Paul Simon Continue reading The Taste Of Butter
The Day Before A Year Ago
Dear David, There’s some stuff I need to tell you. You were my first crush. I had posters of you on my walls (and maybe a few pictures I had cut out from magazines and the TV Guide). I watched The Partridge Family every time it came on. Even in syndication. And I’m not entirely sure it had a plot (or other cast members). You … Continue reading The Day Before A Year Ago
Love Is Like A Napkin
Recently, someone posted how you can tell if your dog loves you if they lean on you after a meal. Coco does this… but I’m pretty sure she’s just cleaning her face on my pants. Continue reading Love Is Like A Napkin
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