Tuesday, January 24, 2006

{1.24.06}

back on track


I have got to get back on track with my exercise routine soon! With six weeks until our trip to Vegas and the thought of squeezing my white flabby bum in a bikini has me freaking out a tiny bit. It looks like today is as good as any to start running again. It’s actually been great weather here this week and I really hope it holds out for a while, I love the blue sky and warm sunshine…good for the soul.


All I have to say about bull nosed corners in a house is they SUCK if you decide to add color. Adam is trying so hard to finish painting his living room and is having the hardest time with these corners. It looks like molding is our only option at this point to create a clean sharp line between colors. Lighting and artwork will be our next project.


Adam’s software business is really taking off and we hope to do some local marketing very soon. For those who don’t know what I’m talking about, check out his website on my favorite links page. He is truly talented and I’m so proud of his accomplishments and desire to succeed.


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by James Blunt


I have seen peace. I have seen pain,
Resting on the shoulders of your name.
Do you see the truth through all their lies?
Do you see the world through troubled eyes?
And if you want to talk about it anymore,
Lie here on the floor and cry on my shoulder,
I'm a friend.

I have seen birth. I have seen death.
Lived to see a lover's final breath.
Do you see my guilt? Should I feel fright?
Is the fire of hesitation burning bright?
And if you want to talk about it once again,
On you I depend. I'll cry on your shoulder.
You're a friend.

You and I have been through many things.
I'll hold on to your heart.
I wouldn't cry for anything,
But don't go tearing your life apart.

I have seen fear. I have seen faith.
Seen the look of anger on your face.
And if you want to talk about what will be,
Come and sit with me, and cry on my shoulder,
I'm a friend.
And if you want to talk about it anymore,
Lie here on the floor and cry on my shoulder,
I'm a friend.


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