File under notes to self....

the world is filled with:
 people who will never understand me,people who will never meet me,people who love me,people who will never believe in me and filled with people who will pull out every dollar they have to bet on my success..

The importance of it all is to know happy..live happy and give happy away like it's a multi-million dollar paying job. Respect all ages. Give your dreams the wings that they deserve and let them soar to heaven
And back down to reality before giving up. Stand up for what you believe. If you think crazy is good, pat yourself on the back for living the good life. When in doubt, talk to God for advice. Allow the hard times that are adding a heavy load on your chest to knock you down and cover you in bruises because when you do finally find that your own two feet are strong enough to hold the downward pressure, you should also find the importance of rewarding yourself with a new pair of shoes to walk away from yesterday..as the winner of today. and strut your stuff straight into tomorrow.

of course, anthro gets the credit.

these are too pretty to fill with even the yummiest of all cereals.

"don't think about making art, just get done. let everyone else decide if its good or bad, whether they love it or hate it. While they are deciding, make even more art."
-andy warhol

 cheers to that, mr warhol. cheers.

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capturing the beautiful is sometimes difficult when trying to do so in 110 degrees weather. but who would dare argue the beauty that is smashed into this vehicle so tightly..it is bookoodles of furniture for crying out  loud!! this calls for a celebration....and also a need for a bigger "studio"...to say the least. chairs, tables and lamps are taking over my life. but i support it.  

if i could wrap my hands around mr. misunderstood, i would shake the life out of it. but i just cant seem to catch that fast little joker. perhaps if we slowed our thought process down a bit when carrying on a serious conversation, rather than jumping into a cat chases mouse race (or should i say war) we might catch that little stinker, you know....mr.misunderstood..surely he is willing to play fair if you just "take it easy baby, make it last all night" and slow things down, discuss in detail, hold face to face conversations, hug a tree even when the limb falls in your path, dance off beat without blaming your partner as bad guidance, get lost in your hometown, wear your shoes on the wrong feet, take a time-out when you need a breather the most, write a to-do list only to lose in your car....and when you hear the land line, answer it anytime after the second ring and before the answering machine picks up, with a friendly hello. Because, after all....mr. Misunderstood could be on the other end asking for advice on the understanding of it all.  

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because my little pom-pom jars in the messy work place make some kind of beautiful....

ask yourself and someone else this today..

"When was the last time you did something for the first time?"  

happy william fox hughes jr day

daddy,

because of you I have a love for music that most others don't understand. because of you I have grown up filling my belly with only the best home cooked meals. because of you I am a middle child. because of you I know I am loved. because of you I am blessed. because of you I can say with an innocent grin "my daddy has the cutest dimples of anyone on this planet" :)

 I love you!

and ps:
 to all the other dad's out there, happy day!
but for the record-
my daddy can beat your daddy up any given day! :)
 

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because the beauty at gods house is just impossible to overlook.

not to mention alabama needs the rain.

if I can make it through life with a kind heart I feel like it will be a sucessful time spent here on earth. and for the uncertain times i can just roll the dice right across my dining room floor and let everything fall into place.  Sure, this is only my game plan..perhaps just a personal sucess that others might have a different  strategy for..but a sucess to me.we are all in this temporary game of life together, like it or not. Each one looking at a different hand. Some might find it frustrating, far too frustrating to ever comprehend, that  the cards they have a grip on are not a full house and completely give up on the whole entire game....walking out a sore loser with a painfully empty heart. while another might have the cards that are certain to take the money  he put down right out of his close to empty wallet (or sequined clutch,if you insist) and with that certainty of losing a battle,still know that there are dealers all around and if you decide to jump back up off the dustiest grounds, pay your debt and shake things off, you are sure to have the much needed ace resting peacefully in the palm of your hand and chances are, it will be at a time where you needed it the most. Most people use the saying "when it rains it poors" as a negative, poor pitiful me, everything under the sun is going wrong type statement. And i am sure im guilty of walking through those words somewhere along the way in that direction..and if so let me clear my throat and beg to differ on that saying. Because rain is beautiful, storms serve time for some of the best cuddling, my naturally curly hair does its thing but with ephasis added, my rain boots feel that they truly serve a purpose on earth..

 and its always (always) a good dance....

and a very (very) sexy kiss..
when they take place in the rain.    

shopping sunday.

I may or may not have snuck over to montgomery for a teeny tiny amount of sunday afternoon retail therapy. Let's just keep the judgements to yourself about the disbelief in my shopping only amounting to a teeny tiny bit.... and if i keep those words I will do one of two things..brag for being strong or brag about my purchases. Only time will tell.

Happy sunday.

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because.... lets just face it....
i have a beautiful little child.

blue jean baby

this is your (almost) daily daycare.

beginning this week.

i am choosing this over insanity.
is this a fair trade??
come on.... it's better than being a couch potatoe, right?!
duh.

“Our life is frittered away by detail… Simplify, simplify.”
Henry Thoreau

news flash.

follow this little linkie to see a few of the projects that have been taking place at the bungalow.... and if you are feeling fancy, follow my "take me free" blog also to keep up with all the projects and make-overs taking place in the free time of mine. (of course....i get by with a little help from my friend)

 

promises

my purse is (always) a rather large mess. but it is a guarantee that somewhere in the purse I am carrying at the time you will find my two harmonicas tucked away.... awaiting some lips to let out the sound of love.