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Cold

Yes, it is bitter cold outside, but this post is not about the weather. This is about cold people. And I have a song for ya about this topic. It is in my MP3 Player to the right, Taylor Swift – Cold As You.

And here is a lyrical snippet:

“You never did give a damn thing, honey.
But I cried, cried for you.
And I know you wouldn’t have told nobody if I died, died for you.
(Died for you)

Oh, what a shame.
What a rainy ending given to a perfect day. Every smile you fake is so condescending.
Counted all the scars you made.
Now that I’m sittin here thinkin’ it through, I’ve never been anywhere cold as you.”

An icy Valentine’s Day

Tuesday night through yesterday evening we had an ice storm. I believe we got about 2 inches of ice. I took some pictures and was going to send them to delawareonline.com for their storm galleries, but my internet went down yesterday morning and is still not back up. Nor is our power, period.

When I left for work this morning there still was not any power. Braeden and I slept together last night because the electric was out and he was nervous about the dark. We were under 6 blankets and I still felt frozen by the morning. His little furnace of a body remained toasty.

Valentine’s Day is such a load of horse crap. Haha. But I have to say that yesterday was probably the best Valentine’s Day I have ever had. Due to the ice storm I was able to stay with my Valentine all day long. Braeden even sang me the “little love bug” song that he learned at day care. So sweet.

I hope everyone was safe and warm yesterday. Happy Belated Valentine’s Day!

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More than a snip

Waking Ashland
“Reseda”

Two miles between you and me
But there might as well be an ocean
It’s hard to believe we lost everything
We might as well be strangers
Cause I’m flying kites into the wind
And watching my life fall to pieces
And I’m painting pictures with all your lost letters
And hoping to just carry on

I’m crowding the streets of yesterday’s dreams
And all I can say is I’m sorry
For two broken dreams that meant everything
A promise that I couldn’t keep

A five minute drive between you and I
But I think i just might take a plane
To wake up and find you’re not by my side
But to see your coat up on the wall
As clear as it seems, oh I still can’t believe
But now we just float along
And sidewalks and streets, rhythm gone from our feet
The winter’s going to be cold

I’m crowding the streets of yesterday’s dreams
And all I can say is I’m sorry
For two broken dreams that meant everything
A promise that I couldn’t keep

She says kiss me before you go through with this
Kiss me before you go through with this
And I couldn’t do it, she just isn’t me
She says kiss me before you go through with this

Crowding the streets of yesterday’s dreams
And all I can say is I’m sorry
For two broken dreams that meant everything
A promise that I couldn’t keep

I heart Will Smith

Oh it is no secret that I love Will Smith. Don’t act surprised.

But what you might not have known is that “The Pursuit of Happyness” is set to come out on DVDVD on March 27, 2007. And you better believe I have it pre-ordered!

And sooner than that, “Stranger than Fiction” will be out on February 27, 2007. Ummm…yes…I pre-ordered that, too. Consider it a late Valentine gift to myself. And the “The Pursuit of Happyness” can be a late birthday gift to myself. See. That makes it all okay…haha…right?

Bad things

Sometimes you can just sense when something is wrong. At least I can. And about 10 minutes ago I brought something upstairs to wash. As I was walking downstairs I felt weird, cold and shakey. I fell down about 5 stairs. I’m fine. Just sprained my shoulder.

Took some Tylenol and turned on Heroes. To breaking news. Something tragic has happened at the Naval Yard in South Philadelphia. 4 people killed, 1 critically injured. The shooter turned the gun on himself. I’m not sure what happened. It just upsets me when bad things happen. Life is so precious, so short, why would anyone do this? I have been angry and depressed, but I would never take an innocent person’s life. I just don’t understand.

Monday’s Lyrics

Not just a snippet.

WAKING ASHLAND
“Hands On Deck”

All hands on deck
Don’t abandon the ship
You’ll never know what it could have been
All hands on deck my ship is sinking
Don’t let me go, don’t let me drown

A step to the right to your own rhythm
And what comes next is up to you
I need a miracle to save me from this
And I need the angels to all pray for me
I can’t believe you

All hands on deck
Don’t abandon the ship
You’ll never know what it could have been
All hands on deck my ship is sinking
Don’t let me go, don’t let me drown

Another day, another worry breaks right through
And indecision bleeds me dry
She’s painting pictures I’m not making for her
And she’s got a vision without me in mind
I can’t believe it

The long walks on Moonlight Beach
The promises you could not keep
They’re so contagious, you’re so contagious
For all the world we did not see
And all the smiles you gave to me
They’re so contagious, so very fake…

All hands on deck
Don’t abandon the ship
You’ll never know what it could have been
All hands on deck my ship is sinking
Don’t let me go, don’t let me drown

And goodbye to you, goodbye to you, you
And goodbye to you, goodbye to you, you

Dreams and Strangers

I had a nice relaxing weekend for the most part.

Friday night consisted of drinking an entire bottle of wine. Beringer White Merlot. It was very, very good. No, I didn’t get plastered and didn’t have a hangover the next morning. But let me tell you something, I felt very relaxed and happy. I know, it’s not good, there has to be moderation, but I was home and safe and clearly…I like wine.

Afterwards I finished a great book by Nora Roberts called “Dream Makers.” It was actually two stories in one, and they were separately titled “Untamed” and “Less of a Stranger.” Definitely chick books, love stories, but it wasn’t like a Harlequinn romance or anything. Just nice love stories. My favorite was “Less of a Stranger.”

I have already started a new book “Everyone Worth Knowing” by Lauren Weisberger. She also wrote “The Devil Wears Prada.” I’ll let you know how it goes.