Monday

Dearest Gino,


AKA face nuzzler
I'm sorry for locking you out of my room at night. A girls gotta sleep.

4 comments:

Marcie December 1, 2009 at 6:39 PM  

I think that's animal neglect.

karlee December 2, 2009 at 8:01 AM  

this from the kenneler...

Marcie December 3, 2009 at 6:48 PM  

puppy likes his "play house". he gets sooo excited to go in there he shakes! awww him. mommy loves you so much she bought you your own house!

Marcie December 3, 2009 at 6:49 PM  

and him has his own room! gino doesn't even get your room....let alone his "own" room. so there.

love after love

The time will come when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other's welcome,
and say
sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger
who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread.
Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you all your life...

Take down the love
letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs,
the desperate notes, peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit.
Feast on your life.

~Derek Walcott

bring it on back

and i am telling you..

i'm karlee. i have a husband and a daughter. (well ok, she's a puppy.) this is the world through my eyes.

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