Monday, May 25, 2009

In Memoriam

These heroes are dead. They died for liberty - they died for us. They are at rest. They sleep in the land they made free, under the flag they rendered stainless, under the solemn pines, the sad hemlocks, the tearful willows, and the embracing vines.
~Robert G. Ingersoll

Saturday, May 23, 2009

I Laughed So Hard I Snorted...

...when Raina told me that, not only did she buy a tiara for her wedding day, but that she wore it around the house all day.

Friday, May 22, 2009

Even Knoxville Rocks

Be sure to check out Tara under "You Must Love Them Too" to see her Dixie Pixel blog. She took pictures of my friends, Adam and Amanda, on their wedding day- and I've been slightly crazy (seriously, almost stalkerish- on her blog) about her ever since.
If a lobotomy is ever performed and I decide to tie the knot again, she's the one I'm going to!

It is, in fact, possible to spend hours and hours looking through her amazing pictures... I know this for a fact:)

Have a fantastic Friday!

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

How Strange It Is...

... that sometimes when grasping for the right words console a friend, you end up saying the very thing that is a comfort to yourself.
And even stranger that you didn't know it hurt in the first place.

Monday, May 18, 2009

Reason I ♥ My Parents #347

Stepfather: Do you like the pork sauce?
Me: I don't know, it tastes funky
Stepfather: Don't say that word at the dinner table!
Me: No, funky. Funky! Fun-ky. Like Funky Cold Medina
Stepfather: Funky coumadin? I've had some funky coumadin...

Mother: I think we need to start doing activities together. I've signed us up for a couple of classes.
Me: What kind of classes?
Mother: Garden Club and shooting practice at the Gun Club.
Me: Of course. That makes perfect sense.
Mother: Don't get smart with me. A pretty garden is just as important as learning to protect yourself.

My life would be absolutely boring without them...

Saturday, May 16, 2009

Bad Blogger! Bad, Bad, Blogger!

I'm a bad blogger, and I need to be spanked!
Wait... This is not that kind of blog.

I need to be punished.
I need you all to tell me how bad I am.
How I've let you all down.
How i act like I don't care.

That will make me feel better.

My May Year's Resolution is to be a better blogger.
Because truly, I don't necessarily miss writing, but I do miss you.
I miss my blog girls and my couple of blog boys.
I love you all!

Emma, how I've missed your pretty pictures.  I just gave the world's biggest sigh!
Amanda, How I've missed your words, so clever that they cant be described by such lame words as clever.
Jenn, Your cards make me happy (even the yellow ones)

Please don't hate me too much after my ridiculous absence!!!

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Happy Mother's Day!

thank you ...

for giving me a chance when you weren't supposed to
(and sorry for almost killing you)
for keeping a journal about our childhood
for staying at home with us
for eventually going back to work
for swim, ballet, and piano lessons
for telling me i was pretty
for saying "i love you" 42 times a day
for being strong when you had to be
for supporting me- always
for taking me in when i was desperate and broken
for making me better
for being the best role model that i know
for being the best mom in existence
you mean the universe to me!

Monday, May 4, 2009

You Must Read...

Just a few of my favorite lines (the book is filled with them!):
It's a thing about fog. Doesn't matter when it comes, it smells like April. Birdie was born April twenty-second. Every time it fogs like this, I tell her, Happy birthday, love.
At once I took a fierce chill. A sob rippled up my throat and I couldn't do a thing about it. It sure is one thing to say you're at war with this whole world and stick your chest out believing it, but when the world shows up with its crushing numbers and its predatory knowledge, it is another thing completely. I shut my eyes and rocked.
But here, let me finish quickly. Swede, who would know, says drift is the bane of epilogues...