i talked with her this evening. it was quite the lengthy conversation for two people who hate the phone. perhaps it’s not so bad afterall. : ) i know, holy lot of posts louissa. chill out. but talking with her made me happy. “And now I am ready to turn in. Daughter #5 is on… Continue reading #3 for today
julia. tomorrow. field’s. 7:30. questions?
sometimes i just love country music. He can’t remember The times that he thought Does my daddy love me? Probably not That didn’t stop him From wishing that he did Didn’t keep him from wanting Or worshipping him He guesses he saw him About once a year He could still feel the way he felt… Continue reading jimmy wayne
posting pictures is easier then actually writing sometimes. it’s the, “i know i should post something, but i’m too tired to actually write. here, i’ll post some pictures. people like that.” so here are some of my pictures from spain. they are scanned. i didn’t bring my father’s digital to spain with me. : )… Continue reading more and more.
old school pictures. so very much fun. so very much scanned, but still so very much fun. danica and camilla rae. the last four girls of the family playing dress-up. it’s eric clapton – can’t you tell? actually, this is my dad back in ’98. jamie with perhaps his very first rabbit…? i don’t think… Continue reading back in the day.
i absolutely hate waking up in the morning.
He told me that i get too distracted with the big things. i get caught up in the fact that i don’t know what i’ll be doing in 2 years, or 3, or 4, or – well, you get the picture. i’ve been pre-occupied with this for a year or so constantly asking to know,… Continue reading yup, this is me.
see. i told you he was the best gabriel boy. i hate talking on the phone. why? because i hate those awkward pauses. don’t you? you should see these people when they play family feud. i love my family.
i know i’m a bit biased, but i do think that we have the best gabriel boy. yup, the best. Dragon tales and the water is wide Pirateâ€™s sail and lost boys fly Fish bite moonbeams every night And I love you The rocket racerâ€™s all tuckered out Supermanâ€™s in pajamas on the couch Goodnight… Continue reading the boy and the chicks
i baked myself this past weekend. and i’m not talking about the fact that my legs, arms, shoulders, neck/back, face, and ears are all pink – i’m talking about waking up each morning in a tent that doubles as an oven, feeling like i’m overheating and saying to myself, “i’m going to die!” okay, so… Continue reading