Wednesday, April 15, 2009

For my 23rd birthday (which is April 15th), my sister took me to see the Flight of the Conchords in Atlanta. It was amazing! The set started with the girl who plays Mel doing a stand-up routine. She was funny, especially the scene where she played with a pan and a spoon.

The Bret and Jermaine came out wearing their robot costumes. I was excited; however, they never played "The Humans are Dead"! I was waiting for that song! My favorite new song is "Hurt Feelings". The only thing that was awkward was my father insisted on coming. And he made me dress very nicely. It's a concert, everyone else was wearing jeans. I don't need a chaperone. But other than that, it was fun. I'll post pics later.

Thursday, April 9, 2009


Yesterday we went to pick up a male Golden Retriever for Lady. Also we found a male Australian Shepherd for Roo. Which can only mean one thing: purebred puppies! My in-laws promised to give us one of the puppies. I really don't want a golden retriever because they're way too big and hyper. I wouldn't mind having one of Roo's puppies, because I like Roo.

Oh yeah, we spent all day painting the house but we still don't have a front door. Still waiting. I'll post pics later.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Poem for an Angel

I am wearing a pair of shoes. They are ugly shoes, uncomfortable shoes. I hate my shoes! Each day I wear them, and each day I wish I had another pair. Some days my shoes hurt so bad that I do not think I can take another step. Yet, I continue to wear them. I get funny looks wearing these shoes. They are looks of sympathy. I can tell in others eyes that they are glad they are my shoes and not their shoes. They never talk about my shoes. To learn how awful my shoes are might make them uncomfortable. To truly understand these shoes you must walk in them. But once you put them on, you can never take them off. I realize that I am not the only one who wears these shoes. There are many pairs in the world. Some woman are like me and ache daily as they walk in them. Some have learned how to walk in them so that they don't hurt quite so much. Some have worn the shoes so long that days will go before they think about how much they hurt. No woman deserves to wear these shoes. Yet, because of these shoes I am a stronger woman. These shoes have given me strength to face anything. They have made me who I am. I will forever walk in the shoes of a woman who has lost a child.
~author unknown~

This is a poem posted by cowgirl on to help make sense of it all. Some things happen without reason, but reason still is not comforting. It is hard to say goodbye to someone you have never met face to face, but whom you have held in your heart.