Happy Birthday Booger!

Happy Birthday Brody Lee!

You're ONE year old!

and I am smiling ....

love me later ...tj

 

Entry for February 16, 2007

Another year passed ... another birthday how do you do? Hairs a few inches longer, waist is a few millimeters smaller (sigh). Laugh lines are beginning to look more like wrinkles and time just flies by. How do I remember this year in my life? I like this song. I'll remember it like this ... with friends.

Seasons Of Love

Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes,
Five hundred twenty five thousand moments so dear.
Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes,
How do you measure, measure a year?

In daylight, sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee.

In inches, in miles in laughter, in strife.

Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes,
How do you measure a year in the life?

How about Love?

Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes,
Five hundred twenty five thousand journeys to plan.
Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes,
How do you measure the life of a woman or a man?

In truth that she learned or in times that he cried?
In the bridges she burned or the way that he died?

Its time now to sing out though the story never ends ...
Lets celebrate and remember a year in the life of friends.

and I am smiling ...

love me later~tj

Apologies

So trite. I have heard my fill of hackneyed, threadbare, tired ‘I’m sorrys’. I swear to say that if I have to listen to another one from another man in my life I will throw in the towel. I’m sorry... without merit, good-for-nothing, no account, light, worthless... all forms of sorry. Sorry for what? For stepping on my heart, my emotions, lying to me, doing me wrong, being envious, greedy, uncompassionate? For being stupid, hurtful, forgetful, unkind? For being embarrassing, disrespectful, selfish? For creating a situation that has but one outcome? I’m sorry. Superficial, careless, effortless words. Those two words offend my moral senses. I’m nauseated with the flippant way those two words are tossed around.

later...tj

Entry for February 03, 2007

I heard from my Booger today. He's walking around chairs now. Lordy he has 6 teeth and says 8 intelligible words. He will be a year old in March and I tell you he is the reason God made me a mother. Patty-cake is his favorite game at the moment, his favorite song too. He makes me feel good just hearing that belly-laugh over the phone.

around him my life is good....and I smile

love me later~tj