here with you

 

would it just be another day?

tell me, would the sun shine a different shade?

just another day i couldn't find my way?

just another line i would sing all over again?

so many times i wonder where i would be

if you were not here with me

would i be on a bus?

would you be on a train just along the same way?

surely, my heart would sense yours near

oh, it has been crying all along for yours

and how i wonder if we ever trod the same steps

and did you miss my presence brush past your shoulders

oh, where would i be today

if you were not here with me

i can't imagine i would be standing on top the tallest building looking down

i couldn't stand the rush of the city nor the crowd on a busy street

and i wouldn't stand in grass where i can barely see my feet

oh, i couldn't imagine being anywhere but here;

here with you



the good wife guide

i love reading other bloggers thoughts and

funny findings on their bloggy

& i just recently came across one of my followers newest post

titled:

"the good wife guide-not in this lifetime"

it has to be the most interesting post i have read in a while!

so of course, i just have to share:

she told in her post how her former teacher in college

shared with her class an old book from the 1950's that listed a guide

on how to be an acceptable wife

it actually made me giggle seeing how the world's expectations of the role of the wife

during that time have

changed so much since then

drastically

so..

do you have what it takes

to be a june cleaver wife?

1.  Prepare yourself.  Take 15 minutes to rest so that you will be
refreshed when he arrives.  Touch up your make-up, put a
ribbon in your hair and be fresh looking.  He has just been
with a lot of work weary people.  Be a little gay and a
little more interesting.  His boring day may need a lift.

mr. smith will not come home to a wife with a ribbon in her hair

he would most likely laugh at me and insist i toss the ribbon too

but maybe that would do for the

"be a little more interesting" part

..kidding..

2. Make him comfortable.  Have him lean back into a comfortable
chair or suggest he lie down in the bedroom.  Have a cool or
warm drink ready for him.  Arrange his pillows and offer to
massage his neck and shoulders and take off his shoes.
Speak in a soft, soothing, pleasant voice.  Allow him to
relax - to unwind.

i don't mind at all giving garrett a head scratch or even a back massage

but take off his shoes???

we better not let mr. garrett smith catch a whiff of this list

he may get some ideas

3. Make everything his.  Never complain if he does not take you
out to dinner or other places of entertainment.  Instead try
to understand his world of strain and pressure, his need to
be home and relax.

im pretty sure we won't be eating "high on the hog" once we are married

but a bowl of yummy mac and cheese every now and then is something i just cannot do without!

4. Have dinner ready.  Plan ahead, even the night before to have
a delicious meal on time.  This is a way of letting him know
that you have been thinking of him and are concerned for his
needs.  Most men are hungry when they come home and the
prospects of a good meal are part of the warm welcome needed.

now this is, i admit, a lovely one. this one actually makes sense.

i would plan a meal for garrett

but only because he is so good to me

and he deserves it

if he comes home with a nasty attitude

he will eat dog food

: )

..kidding..

so i hope you enjoyed this sillyness as much as i have

it really makes you wonder how many june cleaver's from that time would gasp in unbelief

of todays women?

i do plan to be the best wife i can possibly be to garrett

but a june cleaver i will not be!

my wifey ways will just have to do



busy bride i am

im really starting to enjoy all of the decision making

that comes with being a bride

i have finally loosened up a bit and decided these little moments will

all be over soon

so i am enjoying myself

today i met my lovely hairstylist at one o' clock

to play with a hairstyle i had picked out

and it looked great

it's fun and flirty

yet elegant

theres something about topping the hairstyle off

with the veil that makes the world stop turning for a moment

is this real??

am i really getting married??

why yes, yes you are home girl!

after the hair appointment it was off to the bridal shop

to have the dress pinned for alterations

as i was getting undressed i realized my mother was still in the dressing room with me

"well mama, i guess this is a good time to show you my tattoo?"

like i could have covered it up, right?

yikes

she took it better than expected

she will be fine

i was expecting my seamstress to be

 a well kept to do mid 40's lady with blonde hair
and long groomed fingernails
or maybe even an oriental out spoken lady whose voice would echo terror

..but to my suprise it was a little old lady
with freckles ontop her ears and her short gray hair twisted and pinned in
a somewhat mini french twist

sweet and gentle as could be

her hands were bandaged im guessing from all the alterations she has had lately

she stood to what it seemed to my hips

and she carried a goody bag full of sewing supplies, needles, tags, and

i could not help but notice a spool of pink thread lying next to a pair of scissors

this lady was prepared for any fashion disaster!

it didn't take long before she had me all pinned and ready to go

before we left she mentioned that she had graduated with my paw-paw

and left us with a sweet

"it's good to know you"

as her way of saying goodbye

she must have told us that twice

i usually don't get attached to people i first meet

but there was something about that old lady that made me want to

jump in her goody bag and insist she tell me her life story over a plate of warm chocolate chip cookies

do you ever have moments like that?

maybe she reminded me of my grandmother

& maybe my hormones are just getting the best of me here lately

but i really enjoyed today for some reason

i need to cry to a movie now

: )

if i were a painter



..if i were a painter..

i would paint you a top the nearest cloud

there you would sit and watch me daily

and it would be as if you were never really gone

you see,  i have missed you for so long

..if i were a painter..

i would paint you as a bird

there you would sit a top the nearest tree

and it would be as if you were never really gone

i would hold my arm out as branch where you can land when your wings get too heavy to fly

..if i were a painter..

i would paint you a top the moon

there you would sit as i lay sleeping

and it would be as if you were never really gone

you see,  i have missed you for so long

you would shine like diamonds on the velvet sky

you would put each star to shame while the angels sing your favorite tune

..if i were a painter..

i would paint you back into my life

there you would be

somewhere with me

anywhere you want to be

just as long as it is with me

and it would be as if you were never really gone

oh how i wish my brush could take me there

but even the finest brush could not paint you here

so i will paint you into my dreams

i'll be seeing you

wait for me atop the nearest cloud..

..wait for me atop the nearest tree

wait for me atop the moon

i'll be seeing you soon

& i miss your laughter the most

old films seem to somewhat keep yesterdays memories alive

but only for a brief moment in time

i can rewind to my favorite parts

but i can't seem to bring you further towards me by hitting the forward button

last night i watched a few past weddings hoping to get a few ideas in my head

after realizing my eyes were soaked in happy lovey tears

i wondered how i was going to make it through my own wedding ceremony

and i laughed to myself and smiled

but then i see you

my mow - mow

and i cry even more

tears seemed to rush past my eyelashes like the rain that has fell so heavily from our rooftop all day

there you were with your polaroid camera

 the photographer made you so mad that day

you were only trying to capture memories for yourself as well

i miss you so

i miss your voice

i miss the nearness of you

and i miss your laughter the most

[ click-a-dee-click ]

i flip like a pickle

"..im a lucky guy to have a woman that

cares and loves me the way you do.."

me and garrett honestly rarely feud about anything major

it's always minor silly things

..like how i flip fried dill pickles in the grease..

see, so silly, right?

we make-up easily though and usually end up laughing at ourselves

life is too short to fight;

time is love

and that be the bible of the blues

the other night me and garrett decided to attempt to improve

our fried dill pickle recipe

this time, they were going to be spicy slap you in yo' face fried dill pickles

they were good

but they did not reach our high expectations

they were lacking that "jackie chan kick"

we must have used half a bottle of cajun seasoning

i don't understand

& im still searching for a better recipe

but in the meantime, let me finish..

garrett is sweet as sugar

and i love him to pieces

but when he bosses me in the kitchen

..i flip like a pickle..

he meant well and he was only trying to help bless his sweet heart

and i love him for that

he now quotes:

" i will never tell you how to flip a pickle ever again"

and

" i will stay out of the kitchen"

: )

now i get tickled when i think of pickles

i love that man

im going to marry him

all you need is love

my wedding gown is just across the room

hanging on a nail symbolizing to me

one of the best days of our lives is exactly three months away

i can't help but imagine his face when he sees me for the first time that day

walking down the aisle towards him

but you always imagine the worst scenario too , right?
which would be, me, the bride falling down the aisle to my groom

a heel submerged so deep in grass that it enables my ability to walk gracefully

..kidding..

no pressure here!

yesterday i dragged garrett to get fitted for his tuxedo

im only kidding though i didn't actually have to drag him there

although i do believe the guy that measured him made him a little uncomfortable

he made me giggle after he referred to his tuxedo as "a monkey suit"

i always thought they resembled a penguin?

but what do i know?

everyday is a day closer to the wedding

im excited but im nervous too

it's not cold feet

my feet are perfectly warm just where they are

it's just i have never been someone's wife before

and i know that it is completely normal to feel this way

and it's okay

i just want to be everything he wants in a wife

but what girl is placed on this earth with

all it takes to be a wife?

everyday is a life lesson

we were put on this earth to learn
so i will learn

and he will learn too

and we will grow together in love

all you need is love

mewidge is what bwings us together tewday... mewidge...

i love to quote the priest on the movie "robin hood men in tights"

you know, the part where robin and maid marian finally tie the knot?

"oooh robin, im sooo heppy!"

it's a shame that i have neglected my bloggy here lately

but all of this wedding bliss has really kept me busy

..along with stressed..

i never thought that planning a wedding would be this stressful

..but don't you worry..

this girl's ball of nerves are beginning to ease up now

everything is falling into place like it should

(which is a blessing)

we have alot of things done

and we really haven't had much fits getting them crossed off the list

 it also helps to not have the "bridezilla state of mind"

i don't want to be the girl that gets so caught up in all of the wedding

details that she forgets the most beautiful detail of all:

which is this: marrying this beautiful person that she loves with everything she has

and promising to keep every vow she makes for the rest of her life

im very glad that i have not stooped down to the crazy person level

and if i happen to do so i would like for someone to please humble me by

knocking my noggin' one good time!

: )

 at the end of the day, a wedding is more than

..the cake

the dress

the shoes

the dj..

they are all beautiful pieces to a wedding

but

you just simply cannot put a price on the love you have for someone

taking that first step in life with each other

making your commitment known to the world

beginning something worth everything

i would marry garrett smith under a tree with no fuss about it

it isn't the material things that make a wedding truly beautiful

it's feeling the love goosies and seeing the love that those two people share

& i know that our love will radiate throughout the entire ceremony

it will be beautiful!



changes

everything changes in due time

like the leaves in autumn bring change;
we are walking hand and hand along with each season

 before you turn to look over your shoulder

springtime suddenly blossoms

the sting of summer reminds you once again why you live for this time of year

and winter always seems to be the beautiful bow atop your gift box each year

im looking down at my feet once again
but this time im beginning to notice myself
slowly digging one foot out at a time from my bucket of concrete
i have always admired watching the world from this standpoint
there are few people in this world who truly see through these pair of eyes of mine
i feel blessed to have been one of them
but it's time to soar higher
the world is my blank canvas and i plan to paint it well

change brings life
and life is all about living
and living is a beautiful thing

rain would fall as diamonds from the sky

in my rock in roll world

rain would fall as diamonds from the sky upon the tom-tom tree tops

the silver sequin sun would gleam upon my face for the love of rock

my eiffel tower would be made of star crossed studs of leather

while the glimmering clouds hang over me light as a feather

i would walk the highway of spikes in the night

and kick out every other light

i would climb the stairway to heaven with zep

while the beatles sing while my guitar gently weeps

my heart would beat to the sound of the bass

crystal tears of rockabilia will fall down my face

in the sound of that electric tune that i love

my fingers would curl around each silver string

there in the black and gray silence i would sing

the colors of the world would run past my lips in awe

there the legends of the times would stand in applaud

in my rock and roll world

my heart runneth over

i want to live a full life

full as in living to my complete potential

if i was meant to be a wife

i want it

if i was meant to be a mother

i want it

if i was meant to sail a boat around the world and back

i want to sail a boat

i want my life to runneth over with happiness

and i want more than i could ever ask for , if that is okay Lord

;but not in a greedy sense of course

see im in love with this beautiful guy

and i need to grow old with him

because he makes my heart runneth over with happiness

tuesday, may 10, 2011

10:14 p.m.