Yes please.

Helping the kids out of their coats
Oh wait the babies haven't been born oh
Unpacking the bags and setting up
And planting lilacs and buttercups oh

But in the meantime we've got it hard
Second floor living without a yard
It may be years until the day
My dreams will match up with my pay

Old dirt road,
(mushaboom, mushaboom)
knee deep snow
(mushaboom, mushaboom)
Watching the fire as we grow
(mushaboom, mushaboom)
o-o-o-o-old

I got a man to stick it out
And make a home from a rented house oh
And we'll collect the moments one by one
I guess that's how the future's done oh

How many acres, how much light
Tucked in the woods and out of sight
Talk to the neighbours and tip my cap
On a little road barely on the map

Old dirt road,
Mushaboom, mushaboom)
Knee deep snow
Mushaboom, mushaboom)
Watching the fire as we grow,
Mushaboom, mushaboom)
O-o-o-o-old
(mushaboom, mushaboom)
Old dirt road rambling rose
(mushaboom, mushaboom)
Watching the fire as we grow
(mushaboom, mushaboom)
Well earned soul

i want.

This is for you:

I love him.

I want a garden.

j. newsom

Does she realize her beauty?

Peach, Plum, Pear

1917-2010

So strange, today I picked up her autobiography in Barnes & Noble.

Happy Mother's Day

I need to find some time to go here.

I have to say, that was a good birthday.

-I got a pair of beautiful green shorts.
-I bought myself an awesome pair of sandals/wedges/clogs.
-I was surprised with John Mayer tickets by my friends.
-I got into the Oregon Shakespeare Festival Summer Seminar!
-Many people wished me a happy birthday, which is always great.

Another good thing about birthdays: your behavior somehow seems excused.



I love him.

happy early birthday to me!