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ULCinderella

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About Me

I'm a mommy to Logan and Amber and a wifey to Scott!
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My Interests

Playing with my son Logan, listening to Amber cry and hanging out with my sexy hubby Scott. Going to punk rock shows, traveling around the world, reading atlases to decide where I want to go next, reminiscing about old times, making people laugh and enjoying life.
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I'd like to meet:

Vincent van Gogh...hehe. RIP
A little Family Guy

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Music:


Unwritten Law, Guttermouth, Pennywise, Bad Religion, Lagwagon, Social Distortion, Bouncing Souls, NOFX, Counting Crows, No Doubt, Gwen Stefani, Avril Lavigne (i know!), Pink, Dixie Chicks and all the Country Music i can listen to!!! I like Punk, I like Country: I'm Punktry!
lyrics - Don McLean Lyrics

Movies:

The Wizard of Oz, Cinderella, Eurotrip, Anchorman, So I Married an Axe Murderer, Austin Powers, Pirates of the Caribbean, National Lampoon's Vacation & European Vacation, Empire Records, 40 Year Old Virgin, Old School, Dodgeball, All the Star Wars movies, 10 Things I Hate About You and Willy Wonka/Charlie and the Chocolate Factory..both!

Television:

I miss Alias!! Lost, The Amazing Race, Desperate Housewives, Las Vegas, Family Guy, Grey's Anatomy..

Books:

I love travel books and the Davinci Code...

Heroes:

Well, Vincent van Gogh isn't my hero, but I admire his work. He was an amazing artist and developed a skill testing his own sanity and existence.Starry, starry night: Paint your palette blue and gray. Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul. Shadows on the hills. Sketch the trees and the daffodils; Catch the breeze and the winter chills In colors on the snowy linen land.Now i understand What you tried to say to me, And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free. They would not listen; they did not know how. Perhaps they'll listen now.Starry, starry night: Flaming flowers that brightly blaze; Swirling clouds in violet haze Reflect in vincent's eyes of china blue. Colors changing hue: Morning fields of amber grain, Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.Now i understand What you tried to say to me, And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free. They would not listen; they did not know how. Perhaps they'll listen now.For they could not love you But still, your love was true. And when no hope was left inside On that starry, starry night You took your life as lovers often do. But i could've told you, vincent: This world was never meant For one as beautiful as you.Starry, starry night: Portraits hung in empty halls: Frameless heads on nameless walls With eyes that watch the world and can't forget; Like the strangers that you've met: The ragged men in ragged clothes. The silver thorn, a bloody rose Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.Now i think i know What you tried to say to me, And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free. They would not listen; they're not listening still. Perhaps they never will.