whatever works

my lovely little tree

(which is actually a plant with lights & ornaments)

i didn't feel like dealing with the whole 'getting the tree out of the attic, putting it together, decorating it, undecorating it, taking it down, and putting it back in the attic' craziness this year.

so i just did what you see above instead. that's the tree skirt i bought last year. only this year, it actually looks like...a skirt.

cuz i know some of you are having withdrawals from my lyrical posts...this'll give you a little fix (ahem, sag sis):

I remember thinking
I'll go on forever only knowing
I'll see you again
But I know
The touch of you is so hard to remember
But like that touch I know no other
And for sure we have danced
In the risk of each other
Would like to dance
Around the world with me
I'll be falling all about my own thing
And I know you're the heaviest weight
When you're not here that's hung
Around my head
And your lips burn wild
Thrown from the face of a child
And in your eyes
The seeing of the greatest few
Do what you will, always
Walk where you like, your steps
Do as you please, I'll back you up
I remember thinking
Sometimes we walk
Sometimes we run away
But I know
No matter how fast we are running
Somehow we keep
Somehow we keep up with each other
I'll be falling all about my own thing
And I know you're the heaviest weight
When you're not here that's hung
Around my head
And your lips burn wild
Thrown from the face of a child
And in your eyes
The seeing of the greatest few
Do what you will, always
Walk where you like, your steps
Do as you please, I'll back you up

Dave Matthews Band - I'll Back You Up
(click here for video of Dave playing live)

Dave Matthews Band - I'll Back You Up.mp3
(click here for mp3 version)


Prep for Tomorrow

steroids are evil, but necessary
(i find it humorous that my pill dispenser tells me what time to take my drugs.
what if i take them at 3:59 or 6:01?)

gotta have snacks
(the steroids tell me so)

chemo went well. it was a loooong day, i showed up on time at 11:15 and left there at 4:30. i like my new doctor, and i got to chat with annette, one of my chemo buddies. otherwise i just sat in my chair reading about the stars' lives and fashion choices. it's good to just escape into a trashy magazine now and then.

when i got home i had a message and picture waiting for me from chaz, who is one of doug's closest friends. look how cute they are:

these two are only getting better with age!

doug (aka poopy pants) and i met about 10 years ago when we were living in the same apartment complex. we lived directly across from each other, both on the top floor, and our sliding glass doors faced each other. me being the nosy person i am had already scoped him out and called him 'across-the-way guy'.

our complex was having a pool party one day after work. i wasn't sure if i was going to go until i saw 'across-the-way guy' walking to the party. so i went, found him, and forced him to be my friend. really! it's true, just ask him.

there's way more to the story that comes after that first 'stalking', i'm just too tired to get into 10 years of friendship right now. suffice it say that i am so glad to have met my across-the-way poopy pants friend...even if he does use the word 'yet' improperly. yet.