i was born in the wrong era, wasn't i?

ah, man.

cant help it. i still like him. i even want to join the "haters" but cant. just cant do it. i am still running along with the beiber fever.......

love,
m

fading.

"the mesmorizing voices keep pulling you away....."

albert, my friend, you have talent that deserves way more than this little shout out on my bloggy blog.... but at least it is a nice little treat for everyones ears to start their week off.

this

bracelet

looks

like 

me. 

this is me. 

pretending to buzz like a bumble bee. 

while blowing bubbles.

sunday to-do's

momma g's mid afternoon date for a salad.
watching the pup sleep.
cleaning my room.
burning cds. new jams are needed.
cleaning reba out. her inside is a mad house.
praying.
organizing my priorities.
planning a willow house party.
washing clothes. and my bedding.

and if all is done i might reward myself with a game of horseshoes.

it still seems so unreal...

i pray everyday for the pugh and shepard families.

ctb

because ziggy is beautiful in her bikini. 
don't you agree?

ctb 365

because....

i left behind a beautiful mess to vacuum. (that mess would have been an entire bag of chex mix that i was unable to enjoy)

thanks mom, for lettting me borrow your wheels while reba was in the beauty shop.

Some days....

all i ask is that someone will remember the color of my eyes.