Friday, September 22, 2006
Sunday, September 17, 2006
"I am a soccer star!"
"He is so generous!" (after Bo gave her a flower)
"God made the flowers on the trees for them to wook beautiful, and God made the flowers on the ground for us to pick."
"What does ______ mean?" insert any of the following words: somewhere, sometimes, perhaps, maybe, which, later, somethings, I don't know, we'll see. Apparently our girl is not a fan of ambiguity.
And one for the dare:
Sunday, September 10, 2006
A Chagall exibit in North Dallas with Sisters and Mother.
And if THAT wasn't enough. A fortuitious stop at a very shwah-shwah shopping center.
And WHAT should my poor eyes behold but THIS.
As the sopranos started singing in my head, I reluctantly followed the others (who have had the good fortune to have been in an Urban Outfitters before) to Rockfish for some killer snacks.
and then on to the place.
where I almost started to cry a little.
think of her ALOT.
wished I were rich.
thanked my stars that I had brought some of my "saving money" with me.
and bought this.
Skip-to-my-lou'd right out of there.
and also, I've been scrapping again. I'm currently taking a break from making my layout for this in order to blog. But blogspot obviously thinks I've hit my limit on photos tonight. Perhaps later....
it's been a very good weekend.
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
Bo picked number 3- which is Kimber-Leigh
Emma picked number 15- which is Jill
I've slacked with the blogging.
I'm back on caffeine, but not as on it as I once was.
I had a wonderful wonderful weekend for many reasons, but not the least of which was April-
my dear friend.
it was wonderful.
like I want to write all things sappy sounding, but they won't go far enough.
But I will say that I love her dearly, and am priviledged not only to have her in my life, but to have her as my friend.
Thank you so much for who you are, and for coming...
oh, and for marathon scrapping with me Monday night. Can you believe we each started and finished a mini book? I really can't! So much fun!
I'm still sitting here five minutes after I typed that last paragraph, trying to put into words what ...how....who
ug. I just can't. Thank you Lord for April. Thank you again. I'm so grateful.
Alison blogged that there are things she has in her daily life that are very important to her, but which don't make it on to the blog often. This made me think about blogging and how there really is a line which I don't cross. I think the line has receded a bit recently, and I'm a bit more comfortable with it there. I tend to post how I feel about things, not necesarily the things themselves. If you know me well enough, you can tell how I feel by the way I write. Do you bare your soul on your blog? I mean, isn't that really hard when so much of what makes us tick is the people around us, and they are all reading it? I have a couple of times here and in scrapbook pages, and it is sometimes freeing and sometimes nauseating. I have enough going on in my life without adding nausea. So unless I think it will help someone, it's pretty much just gonna be
and how these things relate to moi,
but I will try to make it as witty and interesting as possible.
So far not so much.