Spring is in the air...
I just feel like rambling, so please don’t click on the cut below if you don’t feel like reading a bunch on stupid thoughts interwoven with the song I’m listening to right now :P
What a difficult week this has been.
Winded is the sailor...drifting by the storm...
Wounded is the organ he left all...bloodied on the shore...
A few days ago my son fell on concrete and scratched up his beautiful nose. I just prey it heals without scarring, because it was bad. He has about 7 full scratches, 3 on the tip of his nose, 2 on his cheek, and two on his head. I nearly had a heart attack when I saw him.
Also, lately, I’m having trouble breathing. I always feel like I can’t seem to inhale deep enough to catch my breath. Very weird.
Gorgeous was his savior, sees her...drowning in his wake...
Daily taste the salt of her tears, but...a chance blamed fate...
I’m so thrilled that Valentines Day is coming up. I love that day! Not only is it two of my sister’s birthdays (4 years apart too, amazing i’n it?) it’s also an excuse for the hubby and me to plan a romantic night out.
Little secrets, tremors...turned to quake...
The smallest oceans still get...big, big waves...
We will be having a V-Day/ Birthday Bash the day before, I’m kinda excited for that. Hopefully, I’m able to keep the gifts I bought for the two gals a secret. I’m a total blabbermouth and I’m dying to tell them!
Ransom paid the devil...
He whispers pleasing words...
Triumphant are the angels if they can...a get there first...
After February, it’s my birthday, wooohooo and I don’t celebrate for a day, oh no! My husband knows that my birthday is a month-long event, lol! I’m such a spoiled brat. This year I have such a fun night planned too. I’m getting a limo and a group of about 15 gals together and we are hitting the clubs till the wee hours of the morning, yay! I can’t wait, I plan to drink, dance, drink, socialize, and drink all night long…and oh yeah…drink some more, hee! But shhh…don’t tell Travis I’m that eager to drink. God, I sound like some kind of deprived housewife, pathetic much? I swear I'm not *g*
Little secrets tremors...turned to quake...
The smallest oceans still get...big, big waves...
Anyway, things should be good this spring. Alex’s scratches are already starting to heal and we have a lot to look forward too.
I’ll decide...take the dive...
Take my time...not my life...
Wait for signs...believe in lies...
To get by...it’s divine...whoa...
Oh, you know what it’s like...
Now if only I could get tickets to the U2 concert, my spring would be complete!
Turns the bow back, tows and...drops the line...
Puts his faith and love in tremor christ... ~ PJ