I love when folks come back to me for pictures. It's so cool to see kids grow up...
The Hancock's....
FINALLY made it to Dallas to spend time with my Pastors...my Dallas Pastors :-)
Ashtyn and Alexa are two of the most funny, talented, smart, respectful kids I've ever been around. I'm so glad we got a chance to hang out! They were so much fun...
George and Karen are the pastors of Christian World Church in Dallas. I am proud to say whenever I'm in Dallas, this will be my church. Thanks for a great weekend guys! Love you all...
psc...
Got a chance to take some pictures for my day job. I'm usually in an office all day, but some days they unchain me from my desk...
no more wasting time...
home sweet apartment...
Got back from mama's last night. Nice quiet flights yesterday as opposed to the know-it-all that couldn't keep his mouth shut on the way there. To the right is a picture of the sky above someplace between Atlanta and Houston...not sure where. So as the plane was landing in Houston, I realized I had no one waiting for me. It was a strange feeling...I didn't really feel sad, but more like older. Like at 39 years old, I am finally growing up. Ugh. Can't say I'm thrilled about that!!
So I had to get back on track with my *cough* healthy new lifestyle (which consists of diet and excercise) and decided to try out pilates tonight. How did it go you ask? Well...hahahahahahahahahahaha...don't ask.
need more sleep...
What happens when you get ZERO sleep the night before?
You notice, after getting through half the day at work,
that you've been wearing two completely different shoes!! Ugh...Seriously.
Goodnight...
i'm trying...
Sitting alone, wide awake at 2am and I am trying to stay positive. It's hard when you're going through one of the hardest phases of your life. It's especially hard when you're listening to Jamie Cullen pour out Gran Torino (oh yes, it's on repeat).
Earlier tonight I was singing old hymns that were taking me back to growing up. Now, hours later I'm feeling nostalgic and wishing both my parents were sitting here with me. My dad has been gone for over 10 years but the desire to talk to him never leaves me. I feel like I need direction in my life. I feel so lost, I just need someone to take control and tell me what to do. If he were here I'd ask him to help me. Like he use to say "plan your work and work your plan". I would ask him just how I'm suppose to do it now that my life is changing...again. Ugh...I'll think about the future tomorrow.
Tonight I want to laugh with my dad as he imitates Elvis. Tonight I want to sit in the kitchen while my mom cooks cornbread dressing. Tonight I want to ask my Grandma what to do about the geraniums on my porch that won't bloom. Tonight I want to watch a vampire movie with my sister and laugh at things that only her and I would get. Tonight I want to make peace with myself and those I've wronged. Tonight I don't want to worry. Tonight I don't want to cry. Tonight I want to lay my head down and drift off to untroubled sleep. Yes Mr. Shakespeare, "to sleep, perchance to dream - ay there's the rub".
old school...
Came across this old song book tonight. I've been going around my apartment singing these old songs all night. I would give anything to be gathered around a piano with some harmonies going. I feel like going to an old school singspiration...
Which brings me to today's pencil picture...
Project 365: Day 272
i will be okay...
Is it "ok" or "okay"? Does it really matter?
The point here is that I will be ok...at least that's what I keep telling myself.
cargile...
A friend of mine brought me these little letters back from Canton. Looks like they used black paint to stencil on little pieces of muslin. I had some vintage pins so decided to use them to hang the letters from a piece of ribbon. I'm slowly putting my little apartment together. On a side note, please excuse the picture frames with no pictures. Haven't got that far yet.
heavens to betsey...
My sister, Birdy and I got the chance to meet Betsey Johnson last weekend! Much like vampires and buttercream frosting, this is one of those things my sister and I share a love for... Betsey Johnson merchandise! So when Karen found out she was going to be in San Antonio we made plans to meet her.
She was so sweet and loving. It was worth the wait to get a chance to meet her. Betsey loved Birdy, of course I think she was the only little one there. She got her picture taken a few times by the other Betsey fans and made lots of new friends. Oh well, you know what the bible says...Train a child in the way she should go...and when she is old, she will not turn from it...or something like that. HA. So we pooled the Betsey Johnson purses we had on hand together and plopped Birdy in the middle for a picture. Cute little bug!
creed...
Got to see Creed last week during their 2 night stop in Houston. I've never seen a group of people put so much into their show. I was 12th row from the stage...dead center. The band kept you caught up in their energy the entire time. Everyone was on their feet from the first song till the last. Here's a couple snap's from my phone...
rainy mood...
If you take Chopin - Prelude in E-Minor (op.28 no.4) and mix it with rainymood.com you are tapping into my mood today. But you will only feel it if you have them playing at the same time...and preferably in some tricked out earphones...headphones...earbuds...whatever they are calling them these days.
birdy turns 1...
I've said it before, but I can't imagine ever loving any children more than I love Birdy and Kellan.
I spent the last 4 days with them and it was heaven!! I miss them terribly tonight.
a memory...nothing more...
Not trying to get sad and stuff so don't get all judge-y thinking that I'm trying to get attention from my recent life changes. Just listening to Amos Lee today and this song (It Started To Rain) reminded me of a picture I took as I pulled away from my house with the movers in tow.
Again, I don't need anyone freaking out on me. Just a picture...just a song...just a memory.
here's to life...
I have loved Barbra Streisand since I was a teenager. I watched this concert on TV the other night. I found myself in tears during most of her show...especially this song. So many thoughts...maybe someday I'll pour them out...maybe I won't. But in the mean time...here's to life my friends...
more from Broadway...
how to be alone...
I'm learning...
And for the record, I'm not posting this to gain sympathy...grandstand or attention sponge.
be ok...
Since I left work today at 3pm, I've had a panic attack, 2 root canals, stabbed my lip with a fork while trying to eat pudding (yes, I was eating pudding with a fork) and I'm currently trying to watch an episode of Glee, just to see what the big deal is...and let me just say, I don't get it. Oh and what I thought was one nutria rat living in the lake has alarmingly turned into a family of three.
So.
I think I'll go to bed.
waiting for the flowers...
I spent some time tonight in Galveston. Every year the old cemetery on Broadway fills with yellow flowers. I thought I'd drive up and see if they were in bloom. Not yet...but soon.