Love You Forever, by Robert Munsch.
I’ll love you forever,
I’ll like you for always,
As long as I’m living
my baby you’ll be.
makes me cry every single time.
stupid book.
lousy bunch of weather makers
It’s barely 54 degrees (F) right now in Boston. What a load of garbage. Technically, it’s still summer; someone just forget to tell mother nature that, I guess. But I am cold and the idea of having to turn on the heat in SEPTEMBER makes me want to stab numerous folks in numerous eyes.
Come on weather! stop being such a selfish bastard.
and it makes me laugh that there is a tropical storm named Gordon. It really isn’t that funny and I have no jokes, but it still makes me laugh.
new kid in town
So I finally joined flickr, but really I don’t know why. It’s not like I have a lot of pictures that are interesting to anyone but me, because almost every single one of them is of Ryland. And I really hate being such a johnny come lately, but I figured I might as well sign up for it and be part of the in-crowd, welcome or not.
in other more pressing news, directv is finally here hooking up my tivo service and let me tell you, just in time. I had to suffer through prison break last week via an antenna. That’s right, an antenna! It was all fuzzy and grainy and practically unwatchable. Just how is a girl supposed to get her weekly hot guys on the lam fix through rabbit ears, huh? HUH? Anyway, some guy is outside right this second, weaving around with a very unwieldy ladder, so unless something goes horribly awry, I should be good to go for tonight’s ep.
and can I just say how annoying it is that my computer, which isn’t even a year and a half old, is considered outdated and old? ridiculous. really.
baby o’ mine
I have a few pics of Ry to show off. You can find these same pictures, plus a few more, here. Enjoy!
He’s not a ham at all, no sir.
His first trip to the beach, back in July. He loved it.
I love this picture, it has a very cape cod, new england feel to it, like he could be out on a sailboat somewhere and not just on the back porch of his grandmother’s house.
Here he is looking very cool and hip.
And one minute later….not so much.
Picking out a good goalie stick for his dad to use.
Kids know when they’re being very cute, don’t they?
