So, I've fallen off the blog and I'm not sure I'll be getting back on. It seems to come in spurts and I may pick back up for a little while every now and again but for now, if you're not friends with me on Facebook, feel free to add me. I use FB quite a bit and post pics of the girls from time to time.
So I didn't send any invitations and I don't have some of your phone numbers anymore. Autumn is having a birthday party in Riverside this Saturday at 10:00 We would especially love to see old San Bernardino and Riverside friends of Autumn. If you can make it, email me for directions. (redacted)@gmail.com
I noticed you soon as I got there
Your sparkling eyes, your long black hair.
We were swept away time left us alone
Time to say godnight, call you on the telephone.
Together now most every night.
A smile a laugh make everything alright.
My world was starting over, never thought I'd fall for anyone,
But you weren't just anyone, and now your gone.
Chorus
You've got my heart, don't let it go.
You've got my heart, I miss you so.
You've got my heart, you've got to leave me. Giving you this heart, that part was easy.
So, if anyone can point me to an ethical way to not have to work anymore and still provide for the family, let me know. My company shuts down between christmas eve and new years. This gave me a whole week to just play with my girls. We had so much fun, and I could just do house work whenever as opposed to trying to squeeze it in sometime betwen work and sleep. Here comes a completely different tangent. I am typing this on my new phone and it is cracking me up because as I am tapping away, the girls are busy tapping away at their leapsters. It is nerdy quiet time. It's too bad I haven't figured out how to post pictures from here, I've got some god ones from our trip to the zoo.
I was pondering on how this life is a journey and thinking about this hardest part of my trail so far. I know exactly who I would want to take with me, to help me make it through, Traci. But of course therein lies the paradox. If I had her to walk this road with me, I would not need to walk it. We would continue down the old familiar paths and trails. I don't know if I am searching for a story or a metaphor right now but I do know that this is striking me as kinda odd with a twist of mind bending. Why is it that the tool you need most is the tool you haven't seen in a while and can't seem to locate. I may come back and edit this post later. I'm not sure I'm finished with it, but I'll post it anyways.
