Emotions

Damn ain't he cute? This is Rob Thomas from Matchbox Twenty. Hubba Hubba.

Yet another post to irritate my brother, but a post to express feelings. Some people choose poetry, some choose pictures, I choose music.

I had the recent task of writing my life history, and it was not pleasant. It was very revealing and cleansing. Doug was a tad upset that he only got one page - but I told him I condensed 36 years into 5 pages and the fact that he got one whole one - wow. I love him a lot. I know anyone who reads my blog must be disgusted by my adoration but Doug truly is all that I say he is.

I like this song by Matchbox Twenty a lot, and it says what I feel in a way I can't express.

If I fall along the way

pick me up and dust me off

and if I get too tired to make it

be my breath so I can walk

If I need some other love

give me more than I can stand

and when my smile gets old and faded

wait around I'll smile again

shouldn't be so complicated

just hold me and then

just hold me again

can you help me I'm bent

I'm so scared that I'll never

get put back together

you're breaking me in

and this is how we will end

with you and me bent

If I couldn't sleep could you sleep

could you paint me better off

could you sympathize with my needs

I know you think I need a lot

I started out clean but I'm jaded

just phoning it in

just breaking the skin

start bending me

It's never enough

I feel all your pieces

start bending me

Keep bending me until I'm completely broken ins

houldn't be so complicated

just touch me and then

just touch me again

Plant Updates

Well, it's that time of year. I had to bring my plants inside as it is supposed to get down into the 20's tonight. Brrrrr. (Or as Morgan and I always say "brrr, brrr, I wish I had beagle fur" - some little silly song from Barney that we modified years ago) I have to keep most of my plants in the foyer because the bunnies are not trustworthy around them, even though the sunroom would be the perfect place for them.

The Venus Fly Trap finally bit the dust. I haven't broken the news to Morgan yet, perhaps I can run out and get a new one before she notices and gives me a bunch of crap for killing her plant.

Sadly, I believe the tomato plant is not far behind. It still has tons of fruit on it, but is withering before my very eyes despite my attention to it. It is on the shelf in the sunroom, so it is getting lots of light and it warm enough. Maybe some plants are just not meant to grow in winter. I think I will give it some miracle gro tomorrow and see if that helps. Probably not.

Halloween Pics

Morgan went as a Halloween Fairy (whatever that is). I have always dressed up and gone trick or treating with her but this year she informed me that she wanted to go with friends. Okay fine. Sniff. I told her there had to be an adult to go with them and she said "Don't worry, so-and-so's Mom is coming with us" Double sniff. I am aquiring the dreaded 'mommy cooties". I knew it would happen, just wasn't ready for it to happen so soon. Wasn't she just born yesterday? Gosh it sure seems so.

At any rate, she had a good time and got a ton of candy. We had fewer trick or treaters this year, not sure why, so I spent much of the evening chatting with the neighbors while waiting for the next bunch of kids.