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 [...]
Archive > August 2005
#3 for today
jimmy wayne
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
Standing in tears
Stretching his arms out
As far as they’d go
Whispering daddy
I want [...]
more and more.
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 [...]
back in the day.
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 [...]
yup, this is me.
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 [...]
blah blah blah
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.
the boy and the chicks
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
Pirate’s sail and lost boys fly
Fish bite moonbeams every night
And I love you
The rocket racer’s all tuckered out
Superman’s in pajamas on the couch
Goodnight moon, we’ll find the mouse
And [...]
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 [...]
