Friday, March 27, 2009

Eyecandy Friday

Saturday afternoon, after having lunch with my SIL H and her dh at Liam Maguire's (hey, if the food is good, why not go back?), The Boy, Mr. Man and I set off to explore. We wanted to check out Wood's Hole, which is a Marine Biology Institute tucked away in Falmouth, and also visit the shoreline.
After determining that while Woods Hole was cool enough, there was too much construction going on there, we hit the shore. We walked up this stretch of beach for a while, headed towards Buzzard's Bay.. in search of the "Knob". We were *almost* there when it was time to go back and get ready for my MIL's birthday dinner. What I loved about this bit of beach, was that it wasn't "beachy", and it wasn't all rocks. It was a beautiful combination of the shore the way it is naturally. I collected shells and seaglass, and we had a nice afternoon of it.

*Sometimes I forget that other people read my blog, because it doesn't generate a lot of chatter and comments. Thank you to those of you who have emailed me wondering if I'm OK. I'm fine, really. It's been a long, miserable winter and some crap that is going on has just gotten the best of me. I appreciate your concern more than you know.

Thursday, March 26, 2009


When you try your best but you don't succeed
When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse.

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Friday, March 13, 2009

Closer To Fine

I'm trying to tell you something about my life
If I close my eyes, and lie in a dark quiet room, I can still picture it like it happened just yesterday. I can remember sitting in the car, with a cup of HOT Dunkin Donut's coffee in one hand, and a cigarette in the other. I can see the snow falling out the front window of the car, and hear the music that was playing on the radio. Time is a gentle healer, and can't remember what the song was anymore, but for years I couldn't hear it play without tearing up. I had on a tee shirt, and a black sweater that belonged to my friend Jason. He was off playing with the Navy, and somehow along the years I had ended up with one of his sweaters. It was a black turtleneck sweater that was made of cotton, but it was heavy and warm and he probably lent it to me during one of the infamous bashes we had at his house during the summer.

Maybe give me insight between black and white
I can still hear the fight I had with my mother before I left that day. Bad weather was coming in and she didn't want me out on the roads. My friend was moving to MA, from Concord, to be a nanny, and I offered my help because I had nothing better to do, and I felt bad because she had been staying with US and I thought I owed it to her. We yelled, as was the case, and because I was recently out of the Army and back home, I decided I didn't care what she thought and I was an adult and I left anyhow. Our plan was to be back by noon, which was early enough because the snow wasn't supposed to get bad until later. March storms never work out quite the way they predict, and the snow started earlier and fell much heavier than they had thought.. and it quickly turned into a blizzard.

Saturday, March 07, 2009


There is a place of worship on the side of the road on the way into Keene from my town. I pass by it every week on the way in to do my errands. It has one of those "bill boards" out front that you can change the letters on and create catchy phrases. Typically, they have cute catch phrases about church, and God and such things. Sometimes it makes me smile, sometimes it makes me think.. and this past week and last weekend.. it has pissed me off.

The new slogan that went up late last week reads, "Marriage is God's way of protecting woman and children." Huh?!?! When I first read it, I actually said out loud, "WTF?" (the full phrase, no one else was in the car with me). I thought about it the whole time I was doing my errands, and then I read it again on the way back.