It was a fun run, but it's over. At least for now. Once I get my butt out into the general work force and have to change name's to protect identities, we'll see what happens. I'll still be on and commenting here and there, but for now I'm done. Thanks for peeking in to my infrequent glimpses into my world!
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Thursday, October 8, 2009
One year since 2 deaths. One year of watching Smith leave, and hoping he'd come home. One year of watching the kids, and wondering if they had the same hope and wish that I do. The other night I started thinking about how it had been one year, and was hit with a wave of fear I'd never felt before. I wound up curling against Smith and holding on tightly, not caring about how hot it was that night. Maybe he knew what was going through my head, because he didn't move away and I got to hold on until I was ready to let go.
Posted by Mrs. "Smith" at 2:11 AM
Friday, September 11, 2009
I was in a room filled with lots of big men when originally aired. I have never been in a room that full and that quiet. The only sounds were the music and sniffling. I called my Mom and cried...and still cry to this day when I hear this song.
Posted by Mrs. "Smith" at 11:14 PM
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
These are a few "words" I've gotten when I responded to blog entries. I've gotten some real words, but some of the nonsense ones are more fun. I've tried to come up with meanings for some. (Yup, I'm a bit of a dork.)
Remicem (ray-mee see-em): It's a parasite that causes you to talk about everything you have looked at during your life.
Priala (pree-ah-la): The moment before you start singing.
Posted by Mrs. "Smith" at 11:03 AM
Saturday, July 4, 2009
Posted by Mrs. "Smith" at 11:32 AM
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Could someone be born a black male, grow up and look like a white female before just looking freaky, be creepily fond of sharing his bed with 11 year old boys proclaiming that this is something the world needs more of, deny having plastic surgery while his face collapses from it in front of the world, and be able to get away with shrouding children who were carried to term by his doctor's nurse. Is it any wonder he got the nickname "Wacko Jacko"?
Yup, Michael Jackson died today. We leave you tonight with a look through the years..
( I know Farrah Fawcett died today, too. She left with grace, and I respect her for chronicling her last years and her struggle with cancer.)
Posted by Mrs. "Smith" at 7:49 PM
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
I have to love them. They say some of the funniest things. Remember Moose's use of the word "inflated"? I gave Snake a line on the way to school one morning while passing road construction. There was a "big steamy load" of asphalt that had been put on the street. (Yes, I know, I should think before I open my mouth, but sometimes the words just come out before I can stop them.)
They quote lines from "Hot Fuzz". "Have you ever fired your gun into the air whilst yelling 'Aarrrr'?" If you haven't seen it, please do. There are some wonderful lines in that movie. Also used is "Mmmmm mmmmm, tastes good" from "Balls of Fury". The other day we were driving along, talking about assorted things, and Moose called out "DEAD THING!!" from the back seat.
If anyone has some suggestions for more movies with great lines in them, I'd love to get them. Maybe them I'll be able to get them from saying "Sorry about your penis, dude!" whenever they see a Hummer go by...
Posted by Mrs. "Smith" at 11:02 AM