
Saturday, May 28, 2005
Thursday, May 26, 2005
These pictures all kinda look the same but I thought I would post them to give Kim something new to look at ;)


Sunday, May 22, 2005
Sunday, March 20, 2005
The Same but Different
MY FAVORITE POEM
Oranges
By Gary Soto
The first time I walked
With a girl, I was twelve,
Cold, and weighed down
With two oranges in my jacket.
December, Frost crackling
Beneath my steps, my breath
Before me, then gone,
As I walked toward
Her house, the one whose
Porch light burned yellow
Night and day, in any weather.
A dog barked at me, until
She came out pulling
At her gloves, face bright
With rouge. I smiled,
Touched her shoulder, and led
Her down the street, across
A used car lot and a line
Of newly planted trees,
Until we were breathing
Before a drugstore. We
Entered, the tiny bell
Bringing a sales lady
Down a narrow aisle of goods.
I turned to the candies
Tiered like bleachers,
And asked what she wanted -
Light in her eyes, a smile
Starting at the corners
Of her mouth. I fingered
A nickel in my pocket,
And when she lifted a chocolate
That cost a dime
I didn't say anything.
I took the nickel from
My pocket, then an orange,
And set them quietly on
The counter. When I looked up,
The lady's eyes met mine,
And held them, knowing
Very well what it was all
About.
Outside,
A few cars hissing past,
Fog hanging like old
Coats between the trees.
I took my girl's hand
In mine for two blocks,
Then released it to let
Her unwrap the chocolate,
I peeled my orange
That was so bright against
The gray of December
That, from some distance,
Someone might have thought
I was making a fire in my hands.
MY DAUGHTER'S FAVORITE POEM
Right Through the Heart
By Susan Musgrave
and out the other side,
pumping like a bitch in heat,
beast with two backs, the
left and right ventricles.
It has to be love
when it goes straight through;
no bone can stop it,
no barb impede its journey.
When it happens you have to bleed,
you want to kiss and hold on
despite all the messy blood
you want to embrace it.
You want it to last forever,
you want to own it.
You want to take love's tiny life
in your hands
and crush it to death before it dies.
Oranges
By Gary Soto
The first time I walked
With a girl, I was twelve,
Cold, and weighed down
With two oranges in my jacket.
December, Frost crackling
Beneath my steps, my breath
Before me, then gone,
As I walked toward
Her house, the one whose
Porch light burned yellow
Night and day, in any weather.
A dog barked at me, until
She came out pulling
At her gloves, face bright
With rouge. I smiled,
Touched her shoulder, and led
Her down the street, across
A used car lot and a line
Of newly planted trees,
Until we were breathing
Before a drugstore. We
Entered, the tiny bell
Bringing a sales lady
Down a narrow aisle of goods.
I turned to the candies
Tiered like bleachers,
And asked what she wanted -
Light in her eyes, a smile
Starting at the corners
Of her mouth. I fingered
A nickel in my pocket,
And when she lifted a chocolate
That cost a dime
I didn't say anything.
I took the nickel from
My pocket, then an orange,
And set them quietly on
The counter. When I looked up,
The lady's eyes met mine,
And held them, knowing
Very well what it was all
About.
Outside,
A few cars hissing past,
Fog hanging like old
Coats between the trees.
I took my girl's hand
In mine for two blocks,
Then released it to let
Her unwrap the chocolate,
I peeled my orange
That was so bright against
The gray of December
That, from some distance,
Someone might have thought
I was making a fire in my hands.
MY DAUGHTER'S FAVORITE POEM
Right Through the Heart
By Susan Musgrave
and out the other side,
pumping like a bitch in heat,
beast with two backs, the
left and right ventricles.
It has to be love
when it goes straight through;
no bone can stop it,
no barb impede its journey.
When it happens you have to bleed,
you want to kiss and hold on
despite all the messy blood
you want to embrace it.
You want it to last forever,
you want to own it.
You want to take love's tiny life
in your hands
and crush it to death before it dies.
Saturday, February 05, 2005
Friday, February 04, 2005
What I woke up to this morning
Baloo the bear....see the dirt on his nose?? See the dirt ALL over my couch!!?? GRRRRRRRRRR
Saturday, January 15, 2005
Wednesday, January 12, 2005
Tuesday, January 11, 2005
My DD #2
8 months old
About a year old....she LIVED in that drawer....we could NOT get her out! *L*
9 years old
Last year
Last night, trying to ignore me and the camera
Last night, trying not to get annoyed at me and the camera
Last night, THROUGHLY annoyed at me AND the camera! *L*
About a year old....she LIVED in that drawer....we could NOT get her out! *L*
9 years old
Last year
Last night, trying to ignore me and the camera
Last night, trying not to get annoyed at me and the camera
Last night, THROUGHLY annoyed at me AND the camera! *L*
My DS
6 months old :)
My sister's wedding...almost 16 years ago
At one of his shows....3-4 years ago
One of his senior pictures last year
Him and his girlfriend
My sister's wedding...almost 16 years ago
At one of his shows....3-4 years ago
One of his senior pictures last year
Him and his girlfriend
My Happy Thoughts :)
12 years ago.....
Doing a happy dance cause we were taking them to the Lake (about 12 years ago too)
About 7 years ago...
About 4 years ago...
Doing a happy dance cause we were taking them to the Lake (about 12 years ago too)
About 7 years ago...
About 4 years ago...
Sunday, January 09, 2005
Snow Pictures around the house
Ok ok ok....it IS pretty....but I still don't like it

Trees in front of our house


My cat Ginger

The side of our house

An old chicken coop, we don't have any chickens but the old building is so cool

Baloo

Trees in front of our house


My cat Ginger

The side of our house

An old chicken coop, we don't have any chickens but the old building is so cool

Baloo
Snowmobile fun
Right after my DD#2 smacked her sled right into the tree! Good thing she was going slow!
My DH to the rescue! *L* I have NO IDEA how he can ride that thing with no coat, no gloves, in a T-Shirt for gosh sakes!!
DH arrives on the scene
DH teasing DD about "killing" the tree *L*
My DH to the rescue! *L* I have NO IDEA how he can ride that thing with no coat, no gloves, in a T-Shirt for gosh sakes!!
DH arrives on the scene
DH teasing DD about "killing" the tree *L*














