phil collins from childhood |
i've been listening to phil collins at work today.and this song came on, and all of the sudden i was a child again.the sound of this song is so beautiful--Separate Lives by Phil CollinsYou called me f... Posted by Allie, Dearest on Wed, 31 Jan 2007 09:39:00 PST |
the weak shall be strong |
one of the scariest things to do, which is also one of the most wonderful... is take personality tests. this one is a strengthsfinder. i took it a few months ago, and now we're reviewing them... h... Posted by Allie, Dearest on Wed, 24 Jan 2007 09:57:00 PST |
heart transplant for happy |
today, happy the metro went under the knifeit was scary for me. my neck was cold, and my fingers aren't big enough to fill up the pocket of my overcoat, so the cold air circulates right through.i stoo... Posted by Allie, Dearest on Mon, 22 Jan 2007 01:33:00 PST |
pics: two weeks of january = lovely |
some random pics from the past couple of weeks.i forgot to take pictures.then forgot to upload the pictures i took.whoops.jacinda & lily do their thinglily does her thing...i was burying my face into ... Posted by Allie, Dearest on Wed, 17 Jan 2007 09:35:00 PST |
higher education. what a disaster. |
IF i wanted to apply for financial aid,IF i wanted to finish my bachelor's...it would be REALLY helpful if...-my great-great grandfather had signed the declaration of independance-i plan on being a me... Posted by Allie, Dearest on Tue, 16 Jan 2007 11:05:00 PST |
little blisses and little kisses |
this.is my niece.isn't she beautiful?!and she's wearing the princess skirt i made for her.playing a pink piano.now THAT is a girl after my own heart.and this is my youngest nephew..such a little man.h... Posted by Allie, Dearest on Sun, 14 Jan 2007 10:24:00 PST |
bill joel's "we didn't start the fire" |
we heard this song the other night-- it's like a history lesson in a song. We Didn't Start the Fire Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnny Ray South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio Joe ... Posted by Allie, Dearest on Tue, 09 Jan 2007 10:01:00 PST |
poem: holy |
what is new?is new this wooden chairthe empty table?i sit, i stare.i read, i feeli cry and smilethis feeling is beautiful.this place is holythis wooden chair,this empty tablemy body, my staremy book, ... Posted by Allie, Dearest on Tue, 02 Jan 2007 08:39:00 PST |
finding "it" |
this last year has been pretty much amazing. i couldn't have special ordered anything like THIS.but in the end, we each sit in our shower, reflecting upon why the soap always slips away and hits the f... Posted by Allie, Dearest on Tue, 26 Dec 2006 11:41:00 PST |
for unto us a child was born: merry christmas |
and people had all but lost hopegreed and oppression were kingapathy and disorder were priestand then, in the place where the animals were fedthey laid the onewho had agreed to take off the robes of h... Posted by Allie, Dearest on Mon, 25 Dec 2006 11:57:00 PST |