i dreamt i saw you walking
up a hillside in the snow
casting shadows on the winter sky
as you stood there counting crows
one for sorrow, two for joy,
three for girls, and four for boys,
five for silver, six for gold, and
seven for a secret never to be told

there's a bird that nests inside you
sleeping underneath your skin
when you open up your wings to speak
i wish you'd let me in

from "a murder of one" ~ counting crows
i ache!

Today is special!

Mr. Kat Man was up here at work to talk to The Man and he stopped by to see and hug me! YAY! i have missed him a lot since he stopped e-mailing me. i know we have been busy here on the floor so i figure he's got to be swamped over at his office. But i still missed him. A LOT. Dammit, Kat, stop being so damn adorable and charming! : )

Last night was a load or two of fun, but also the best work out i have had in a while. i have been almost dying for the chance to really work out but i have been afraid of disobeying the doctors and hurting my back again. We got my Little Rabid Abby all moved into her new apartment and set up her bed, living, bath, and computer rooms before we left last night! Her daddy helped a lot but when he was ready to quit, i called Russ and solicited his help and he came through like a knight in shining armor! The real true-grit hero of the night was really Mary, though ~ she took Roni off our hands and gave her something to do and played with her and put her to bed when it got late and totally made life easier for us to get all the rest of the hard work done. i can't thank her enough for helping me so much. Roni is a good kid, but there are times when it's hard to get things done and pay attention to her, too and we all get frustrated.

We ended up being much later than we'd projected and i would like to publicly apologize to Miss Mary for that. i hope she is not too upset with us. Russ and i know how crappy it is to get moved in late at night and then not feel at home since it's all just piles and boxes and we wanted to get the important living spaces workable so she doesn't have to start the day with that. It's a crappy feeling.

i LOVE MY ABBERS! She gave me my OWN balls! i have a TRIPLE strand of balls! i am so excited ~ i am wearing them right now!

And Abby can now back me up on how Russ is the only man who really knows how to hold a woman when you dance . . . i made him show her and now she understands. All she said was "Teach that!" i would seriously think twice or even three times about any man who could do that as well as him. Don't EVER underestimate the small things ~ they add up and make a woman feel special and cherished. They MATTER. Ask any girl / woman / person of the female persuasion. They'll agree i'm certain. i suppose the same can prolly be said for men ~ make them feel needed, appreciated, loved and cherished and they will be in heaven.

Hmmmm . . . could a few of you stop by and wish Louis a great big "Get well soon!"? He is so wonderful a person and these last few weeks have really shat on him and now he's sick. Poor baby! Hugs and luff to you!


"Mad Season" ~ Matchbox Twenty
""do you think you can cope? you figured me out
that i'm lost and i'm hopeless, i'm bleeding and broken,
though i've never spoken, i've come undone in this mad season."
"


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confessed on 2001-05-09