Post-anniversary

well...our anniversary went well....went to seattle, saw the EMP, then off to lunch at Ruth's Chris ( which I highly recommend to anyone and everyone). Ruth's Chris is amazing....it's a little pricey, but for a special occasion, they have the best steaks that you will ever have....FABULOUS! Then we started bar hopping....went to one irish pub, needless to say it was packed and no where to sit or stand....wasn't feeling it, so we left and went to check out another one we knew of. That one was just as bad, if not worse....it had a line to get in around the corner...LOL....but we passed another place that was right next door to the second hot spot...and there was a table on the outdoor patio in front, so we were able to hear and see much of the festivities that went on next door without being trampled and tired from standing. It was perfect....drinks were cheap, appetizers were $2 until 8 PM ( that was when happy hour ended...LOL). I thoroughly enjoyed myself .....until a friend that was with us started passing out sitting up....so we decided that we were going to go home.....He was still too drunk and tired to drive home once we got back on the other side on the ferry...sooooo we had to drive him home and make sure he was safe...by the time we got home we passed out in bed...We still had good times....Better than last year when i sat at home by myself with jacob only 2 months old....WOOOHOOOO...:)

So my mom stayed 9 days....we went on a road trip on the 25th and picked up her new puppy, Abigail (abbie) on Whidbey Island....This state continues to amaze me....it was sooo beautiful there, and also in port townsend....serene little beach towns....I can't wait to show L these places...

Mother...

I am soooooo excited ....This morning my mother informed me that she was going to drive up here so that she could stay with Jacob while Luke and I go have a good time for our anniversary on friday! Luke is of Irish descent and we were married on St. Patrick's Day (which is also my late grandfather's birthday) and so we were planning a trip to Seattle for the day, but we were just going to take Jacob along with us. Now we can actually go there and be the semi-children that we are and go bar hopping (which we haven't done together in years...and also maybe twice and thats it) and we can have dinner and enjoy the Irish Festival....It should make for a great time!
So back to my mother....she is great...she's saving me! I really do need this time away....no matter how much I love my stinky :) Luke is going to be thrilled when he finds out. She is always here when we need her...and of course we didn't NEED her, but we were hoping and thinking how nice it would be to be able to spend real quality time together, not worrying about work or the baby or anything else but eachother. So this is for my Mom.....the bearer of all things fun and excitiing....my best friend....my savior!! :) LOL

Another...

A Wandering Heart

Fly me away
Angel,
To a place
where the stars
meet the sky.
A dreamworld
seen only by the hopefuls,
of what may come.
A billion thoughts escape.
But are never voiced,
never heard.
Hurtful eyes stare
back at disappointed lips;
No words form
only empty-minded regret.
The war within,
wanting to be free
Recurring expressions
Fester in the holding of
A wandering heart.


The sad thing....I don't even remember when I wrote these....But I think I was still in high school. Even though I don't quite remember what i was thinking or feeling, they evoke feelings of quiet sadness and reflection. Wish I could write more while I'm happy...Of course people would get tired of hearing about my son and my husband because they are mostly the only thing I am ever happy about.

Finally feeling sleepy....better go sleep, I think Lola ( the dog) is trying to entice me to go to bed now so that she can get warm. Haha...i'm sure that sounds funny to a lot of people, but I will definitely get around to explaining the many quirky and fun intricacies that are the chi hoo uhh hoo uhh, Lola.

some old poetry

I have always been the perfectionist type.....if i can't do something right (or what i think is right) then I won't do it at all....And with that said, I could and still cannot bring myself to write good poetry unless I am in a melancholy state of mind. Weird, but true....So...It has been an eternity since I've written anything, but thought I would go ahead and post a couple of poems that I wrote that I have always secretly been very proud of.


Dreams

Emotions run free
Floating on promises
Dying strength
Fast asleep
Butterflies soar
Flaming hearts
NO turning back
Eyes dancing
Black roses killing me
Hands are tied
Flickering soul
Reality shimmers, growing wings
Emotions run free
Soaring on dreams
Pictures of the future
Melting rapidly
Pink lace clouds
Dazzling stars
Delectable night
Roaring silence

new to this...

Well...a friend on the other coast introduced me to her sister's blog....and I was intrigued, to say the least. So...here I am...trying out this supposed fabulous new craze. I thought maybe it would be a great outlet for all of my emotions and thoughts I have been having lately. I hope to make many new friends whom I can talk with about more than just toys and saying the word "NO" all the time ( taking on my role as mommy to Jacob, a 1 year old enthusiast of everything he's not supposed to touch). :) We'll see where this new adventure takes me......