*hey hobo man, hey dapper dan*
i've got a lot to smile about these days:
-my guy is back home with me.
-i've had a week full of good family time and friend time.
-i've got a weekend coming up that's super full of friend time
(saturday pool party + sunday b'day party = silent screaming happiness)
-apparently i have the biggest dimples in all of the world (more to love, i say)
-and tomorrow (tomorrow, i love ya, tomorrow...annie theme much?!) there's a COLTS game on!
have all of these months passed?
is it truly time for that wonderful season of life yet again?
(renew me, peyton.
perhaps you won't be on the field tomorrow.
it's ok.
but if only i can see your face.
full of promise.
full of victorious dreams.
i've got my jersey ready, 18.
bring it.)
i know i've been away a bit.
i'm no good when i'm on my own.
as i drove mr b home from the airport i thought back to my few weeks as a housesitter for my boss. (almost 10 years ago..)
he had a huge house in p.v.
i thought it would be a perfect getaway from living with my mom and sister.
*sigh*
every night i found my tears.
and cried and cried.
i felt paralyzed.
then i'd get up in the morning, get ready for work, and be fine.
and at night, back to the tears.
but i find it's a bit the same (better, but same) even now.
like i said, i'm no good when i'm on my own.
at least i know it's always been this way.
and i'm not regressing.
or digressing.
or any other sort of gressing...
(what is gressing, anyway?)
so here we are.
wearing our smiles.
making our way through the week.
day by day.
life seems to have fit back into its best mold.
my boys asleep at my feet.
my guy asleep by my side.
*i think i'm gonna like it here*
-my guy is back home with me.
-i've had a week full of good family time and friend time.
-i've got a weekend coming up that's super full of friend time
(saturday pool party + sunday b'day party = silent screaming happiness)
-apparently i have the biggest dimples in all of the world (more to love, i say)
-and tomorrow (tomorrow, i love ya, tomorrow...annie theme much?!) there's a COLTS game on!
have all of these months passed?
is it truly time for that wonderful season of life yet again?
(renew me, peyton.
perhaps you won't be on the field tomorrow.
it's ok.
but if only i can see your face.
full of promise.
full of victorious dreams.
i've got my jersey ready, 18.
bring it.)
i know i've been away a bit.
i'm no good when i'm on my own.
as i drove mr b home from the airport i thought back to my few weeks as a housesitter for my boss. (almost 10 years ago..)
he had a huge house in p.v.
i thought it would be a perfect getaway from living with my mom and sister.
*sigh*
every night i found my tears.
and cried and cried.
i felt paralyzed.
then i'd get up in the morning, get ready for work, and be fine.
and at night, back to the tears.
but i find it's a bit the same (better, but same) even now.
like i said, i'm no good when i'm on my own.
at least i know it's always been this way.
and i'm not regressing.
or digressing.
or any other sort of gressing...
(what is gressing, anyway?)
so here we are.
wearing our smiles.
making our way through the week.
day by day.
life seems to have fit back into its best mold.
my boys asleep at my feet.
my guy asleep by my side.
*i think i'm gonna like it here*
p.s. i am good at one impression and one impression only...
carol burnett's mrs hannigan singing, "some women are drippin with diamonds, some women are drippin with pearls. lucky me, lucky me, look at what i'm drippin with...little girls."
p.s.s. same said mrs hannigan was so real to me as a child that i didn't believe she was acting...i thought carol burnett was really such an awful, mean person. so, yeah. but really. if i have a couple of drinks in me i'll sing it for ya :)
carol burnett's mrs hannigan singing, "some women are drippin with diamonds, some women are drippin with pearls. lucky me, lucky me, look at what i'm drippin with...little girls."
p.s.s. same said mrs hannigan was so real to me as a child that i didn't believe she was acting...i thought carol burnett was really such an awful, mean person. so, yeah. but really. if i have a couple of drinks in me i'll sing it for ya :)



1 Comments:
See...???!!! Now if I had read this BEFORE the bonfire...
Damn.
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