Thursday, May 25, 2006

Of Course, I have Rob's permission to do this . . .

[Big Wink]

But,

This Is How A [Body] Breaks Lyrics
by Rob Thomas and Mary Ellen

Don't you wanna go for a ride
Just keep your hands inside
And make the most out of life
Now don't you take it for granted

Life is like a mean machine
It made a mess outta me
It left me caught between
Like an angry dream I was stranded

And I'm steady but I'm starting to shake
And I don't know how much more I can take


This is it now
Everybody get down
This is all I can take
This is how a [body] breaks
You take a hit now you feel it break down
Make you stay wide awake
This is how a [body] breaks

Don't you wanna go for a ride
Down to the other side
Feels so good you could cry
Now won't you do what I told you
I remember when you used to be shy
Yeah, once we were so fine
You and I why you gotta make it so hard on me

And I'm sorry but it's not a mistake
And I'm running but you're getting away

You're not the best thing that I knew
Never was never cared too much
For all this hanging around
It's just the same thing all the time
Never get what I want
Never get too close to the end of the line
You're just the same thing that I knew back before the time
When I was only for you


Of course, anything Rob writes gets me. But, when I was listening to this on the way home last night, I wasn't thinking that my heart was breaking but my body instead. (At this point, I felt the need to blog since I've already been praying.) In fact, breaking down is what my body is doing. Collapse is, for sure, in my future. Or, perhaps, a breakdown is on its way. Mental or physical . . . take your pick.

If anyone is out there listening, thank you.

Take care to all.

We're heading to Florida on Saturday. Lots to do to get there. High on the list . . . drugs. To knock out a couple of kids who are threatening to stomp on my nerves while traveling. I kid. They are very sweet, happy, and occasionally grumpy. [This is my attempt to make up for the drugs portion of things.] Actually, I am a little frightened of the kid named Elijah. We will see. And, I may have Benadryl on hand in case his allergies act up . . . ok, the kid doesn't have allergies that I know of . . . but, you know, one can never tell what may happen while going through airports, planes, and such. Isn't there pollen in the air? I cannot see the future on this one. Just pray, ok? Lord in Heaven, please take care of it all. Because, I just don't know . . .

Have a wonderful week.

Sunday, May 14, 2006

Makes me think that Jessica is crazy . . .

Not that it's any of my business. But, after listening to the words to this song.

And, seeing the video . . . yup! I believe him. :)

'What's Left of Me'
N. Lachey/J. Cates/E. Kiriakou/ L. Robbins

Watched my life pass me by
in the rearview mirror
Pictures frozen in time
are becoming clearer
I don't wanna waste another day
Stuck in the shadow of my mistakes
yeah

'cause I want you
and I feel you
crawling underneath my skin
like a hunger
like a burning
to find the place I've never been
now I'm broken
and I'm fading
I'm half the man I thought I would be
You can have
What's left of me

I've been dying inside
Little by little
Nowhere to go
But goin' out of my mind
In endless cirlcles
runnin' from myself until
You gave me a reason for standing still

'cause I want you
and I feel you
crawling underneath my skin
like a hunger
like a burning
to find the place I've never been
now I'm broken
and I'm fading
I'm half the man I thought I would be
You can have
What's left of me

Falling faster
Barely breathing
Give me somethin' to believe in
Tell me it's not all in my head

Take what's left of this man
Make me whole once again

'cause I want you
and I feel you
crawling underneath my skin
like a hunger
like a burning
to find the place I've never been
now I'm broken
and I'm fading
I'm half the man I thought I would be
You can have
All that's left
Yeah, yeah, yeah
What's left of me

I've been dying inside you see
I'm going out of my mind
Out of my mind
I'm runnin' in circles all the time
Can you take what's left
Can you take what's left
Can you take what's left
Of me
Can you take what's left
Can you take what's left
Can you take what's left
Take what's left of me

But, then again, that's probably all part of his evil plan to make his money.

Damn!

Good thing I only spent .88 cents for the download. :)

It's Mother's Day and me and the kids are rocking out to my recent downloads. While my husband is downstairs watching baseball. Sounds like it's Father's Day around here. haha :)

Take care.

Saturday, May 13, 2006

Download. This. Song.

It is so beautiful.

I don't know much about the group, NXYS. But, I'm loving this song.

"Afterglow"

Here I am, lost in the light of the moon that comes through my window
Bathed in blue, the walls of my memory divide the thorns from the roses
It's you and the roses

Touch me and I will follow in your afterglow
Heal me from all this sorrow
As I let you go I will find my way when I see your eyes
Now I'm living in your afterglow

Here I am, lost in the ashes of time, but who wants tomorrow?
In between the longing to hold you again
I'm caught in your shadow, I'm losing control
My mind drifts away, we only have today

Touch me and I will follow in your afterglow
Heal me from all this sorrow
As I let you go I will find my way
I will sacrifice 'til the blinding day when I see your eyes
Now I'm living in your afterglow

When the faith has gone as I let you go, as I let you go

Touch me and I will follow in your afterglow
Heal me from all this sorrow
As I let you go I will find my way, I will sacrifice
Now I'm living in your afterglow

Bathed in blue, the walls of my memory divide the thorns from the roses
It's you who is closest

Goodnight to all.


And, Happy Mother's Day!

Thursday, May 11, 2006


Canadian Goose Strutting

Kid Running From Shot

I see you, Bunny.

She's got personality!

Little Boy Blue

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Friday, May 05, 2006

So, I tried to blog the other night, but since Blogger can suck sometimes, it didn't post.

But, that was probably a good thing. Especially since I used the f-word, and other flavored words, which could have been offensive to some. I was just bitching over work crap. And, the insanity of my life and why exactly did I go back to work full-time. I also learned that while calling home to check on things with the fam, that talking to my three year old on the phone could be a bit of a problem. You see, the problem is . . . uh . . . how do I put this tenderly? Well, she just won't shut up! The little darling refused to give the phone back to her daddy. I know--ain't she sweet? Yes. However, I still hung up on the child. Then. I called back to tell Daddy to never leave the room with her on the line ever again . . . you. just. can't. get. a. word. in! Oh crap! She's definitely my child since I can very easily take a person hostage while on the phone talking without even taking a breath! Poor kid. To be my daughter. :)

Other than that, I'm just thinking . . . that I smell damn good! I took a bath tonight. Bathing is really a wonderful thing. Somehow you can be poor but feel so rich [and sexy!] while taking a bath. Yes, showers are nice and easy. But, a bath is luxurious. It's a freedom that we should all be taking advantage of every once and awhile.

So, take a bath!

And, have a wonderful weekend. Take care. :)