Archive for January, 2009

Yesterday, I busted out the camera and we took pictures.. it’s been a little while since we had good fun with pictures, and we were in rare form… well, okay, I was in rare form… but we had fun. And look, even my flowers like Patron! No seriously, doesn’t a Patron bottle make the cutest little vase? I thought so… I’ll take the stickers of, eventually.

I had some fun with N while my sister took some pictures… He never even knew what was going on. It was so funny when he finally saw these, he couldn’t believe that I “got” him!

Poor kid. I wonder what it’s like to have a retarded mother….

I wanted my sister to try to get a decent shot of me… she said for me to put my hand on the pole, which I immediately thought “How CHEESY”, but I did and this is what she got.. then about a nanosecond later, the wind blew and I felt the power of the cheesiness of my hand on the pole, and well… I worked it…

I really didn’t think she’d catch that, because it was so quick, but… pictures don’t lie! I am cheesy, people! And I have fun being me

Then my sister’s boyfriend and N decided to jump off of the porch, and damnit, I didn’t have my shutter speed set right to capture this! It was hilarious, and I think it’s okay that it’s blurry.. you can see how spontaneous it was lol

Then I got a decent picture…

…and decided, I’d had enough. And that it was too cold outside to continue this madness!

It’s Flickr Friday, and love is in the air!

Okay, not really. But I want it to be. I’m feeling very hopeful. Things are happening, and I feel like a spectator in my own life. People are coming, and people are going… and I am just watching to see who’s going to have a seat and stay awhile… Wow. Am I crazy?

I want love again. Someday. Preferably, someday soon. And to be cliche – I want a love like Johnny & June.

Oh there’s something ’bout a man in black,
Makes me want to buy a Cadillac,
Throw the top back,
And roll down to Jackson town,
I wanna be there on the stage with you,
You and I could be the next rage too,
Hear the crowd roar,
Make ‘em one more,
I’ll kick the footlights out,

I want  love like Johnny and June,
Rings of fire burnin’ with you,
I wanna walk the line,
Walk the line,
‘Till the end of time,
I wanna love,
Love ya that much,
Cash it all in,
Give it all up,
When you’re gone,
I wanna go too,
Like Johnny and June,

I wanna hold you baby right or wrong,
Build a world around a country song,
Pray a sweet prayer,
Follow you there,
Down in history,

I wanna love like Johnny and June,
Rings of fire burnin’ with you,
I wanna walk the line,
Walk the line,
‘Till the end of time,
I wanna love,
Love ya that much,
Cash it all in,
Give it all up,
When you’re gone,
I wanna go too,
Like Johnny and June,

Like Johnny and June,
More than life itself,
No-one else,
This here is promise,
They don’t make love like that anymore,
Is that too much to be askin’ for,

I wanna love like Johnny and June,
Rings of fire burnin’ with you,
I wanna walk the line,
Walk the line,
‘Till the end of time,
I wanna love,
Love ya that much,
Cash it all in,
Give it all up,
When you’re gone,
I wanna go too,
Like Johnny and June,

Like Johnny and June,
And when we’re gone,
There’ll be no tears to cry,
Only memories of our lives,
They’ll remember, remember,
A love like that.

I was tagged over at The Dish & The Spoon to name 7 random/weird things about myself. There are SO many more than 7, let me see if I can narrow this down…

1. The clothes in my closet (and consequently, my son’s) are arranged from light to dark, and separated in sections (ie: short sleeve, no collar; short sleeve w/collar; short sleeve button up; etc.) I can’t help it, and would rather NOT put the clothes away if I don’t have the time to organize them properly.
2. On the subject of clothing, all underwear gets folded. Yes, folded.
3. My movies are all stored in alphabetical order.
4. I like to make tea as soon as I turn off the pot of boiling water. If someone cuts it off without telling me, I have to start over.
5. There is no such thing as disinfecting too much. This includes counters, hands, you name it.
6. My mom tried to get my grandparents to adopt me when my dad left, when I was 2.
7. Little things, such as a paper cut, stubbing my toe, or hitting my funny bone send me over the edge and into a drama filled frenzy of “ooh ouch ouch aaah, oh my gawd, ouch, ouch” – but big things, like having c-sections, or breaking an arm, or having a chemical peel, getting things pierced or getting tattoos are just fine by me.

Whew. Survived it! Now I am supposed to tag 7 other blogs that I read. This could be difficult, but let’s see what I have for you…

1. See Kori Rant
2. Charming & Delightful
3. Looky, Daddy!
4. Quiet Life
5. Motherhood Uncensored
6. a bright future
7. It’s All About Balance

I’m excited about this post! Kori over at See Kori Rant sent me these interview questions to answer in a blog post. I like the idea of answering questions that are being posed at me, instead of just in general. So, after thinking about these for quick minute, I’m going to give it my best shot …

(LOVE the City Slickers reference Kori – genius )