Monday, July 27, 2009

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Eve

Sweet love
Standing at my gate
It sure
Would feel good
To feel good again
Oh my sweet love

You say
That you need me
You'll always
Believe me
Oh, my sweet love
That our love
Is forever
We'll always
Be together
Oh, my sweet love

You say
You'll always
Come through
There's nothing
That you won’t do
Oh, my sweet love
But I've heard it
All before
I can't beg you
Anymore
Oh, my sweet love

You're the woman
Who knows exactly
What she's doing
You're the girl
Who ate
The apple
Off the tree
When you're good
You're just crazy
When you're bad
You're too much

You say
You'd never hurt me
You'll never
Desert me
Oh my sweet love
That your words
Are always true
I can depend on you
Oh, my sweet love

When you get
In the wind
And all the storms
Begin
Oh my sweet love
When you're sad
And dismantled
And all
Your senses rattled
Oh my sweet love

You're the woman
Who knows exactly
What she's doing
You're the girl
Who ate
The apple
Off the tree
When you're good
You're just crazy
When you're bad
You're too much

Sweet love
Standing at my gate
It sure
Would feel good
To feel good again
Oh, my sweet love

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Power and Grace

This needs no introduction or explanation.



This will be burned on my memory forever. While I was only an outsider looking in while she battled her illness, it reminded me of my sister-in-law's power and grace and how she is missed, so much, every single second of every single day.

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Yes.

Yes, Yes, Yes! A million, zillion times.....YES.

Monday, July 20, 2009

Rosemary

Who knows your birthday
Who knows your number
Who knows your color
Who knows your hands
Who knows the sum
The sum of all your parts

Who knows your limit
Who knows your highest
Who knows your lowest
Who knows your in
Who knows that bottom
The bottom of your heart

Hold on hold on
Keep holding on to me
I will love you from the bottom
No one holds you better than me
Hold on hold on
Doing the best we can
I will love you on your birthday
I will love you better than them

Who knows the reason
Who knows the cure
Who knows the answer
Who knows the cause
Who knows the pain
The pain when we're apart

Hold on hold on
Keep holding on to me
I will love you from the bottom
No one holds you better than me
Hold on hold on
Doing the best we can
I will love you on your birthday
I will love you better than them.


Wednesday, July 15, 2009

I Am Woman

When reading this post from my eversofab niece, it got me thinking about my all-time favorite movie and scene by Sophia Loren. Her unabashed womanliness in this scene....those hips, those thighs, flipping her hair with total abandon. It made me realize how wonderful it is to be a woman and that it's absolutely nothing to ever be ashamed of.



Get thee quick to Netflix and watch this film at least twice. You won't be able to get enough of the inimitable Sophia, the dashing Clark and the precocious Marietto. Buono!

Monday, July 13, 2009

Price

"It really is laughable, when you think of it
I just have to laugh at what a joke it is
That I got wrapped up in ____
____'s ambiguity
And just the ridiculousness
Of it all."
~ Nobody's Girl chatting with a trusted friend, realizing the truth,
the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.

Second Best

I don't know when to start or when to stop
My luck's like a button
I can't stop pushing it
My head feels light
But I'm still in the dark
Seems like without tenderness there's something missing
Tenderness
Where is the
Tenderness
Where is it?

I don't know where I am but I know I don't like it
I open my mouth and out pops something spiteful
Words are so cheap, but they can turn out expensive
Words like conviction can turn into a sentence

I held your hands
Rings but none on that finger
We danced and danced
But I was scared to go much further with it
Just half a chance
Make sure that one night you're here,
But next night you're not
It always leaves me searching for a little

Tenderness
Where is the
Tenderness
Where is the
Tenderness?

Whistling in the graveyard
Calling up your girlfriend
Just trying to make her understand
You're squeezing the telephone like it was her hand
No question (so many questions)
She's going to catch you out boy
It all seems so underhand
Now she's the only thing that ever made you feel like a man, man
Madman, madman

Tenderness
Where is the
Tenderness
Tenderness
Tenderness
Where is it?

I held your hands
Rings but none on that finger
We danced and danced
But I was scared to go much further with it
Just half a chance
Make sure that one night you're here,
But next night you're not
It always leaves me searching for a little

Tenderness
Where is the
Tenderness?

I'm just sick to death of second best, pet
Why should the morning always find you unimpressed?
Is your love like a button?
You can't stop pushing it?
Oh this all night longing can be such a long time.

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Go

No more lying friends
Wanting tragic ends
Though they do pretend
They won't go when I go

All those bleeding hearts
With sorrows to impart
Were right here from the start
And they won't go when I go

And I'll go where I've longed
To go so long
Away from tears

Gone from painful cries
Away from saddened eyes
Along with him I'll bide
Because they won't go when I go

Big men feeling small
Weak ones standing tall
I will watch them fall
They won't go when I go

And I'll go where I've longed
To go so long
Away from tears

Unclean minds mislead the pure
The innocent will leave for sure
For them there is a resting place
People sinning just for fun
They will never see the sun
For they can never show their faces
There ain't no room for the hopeless sinner
Who will take more than he will give
He ain't hardly gonna give

The greed of man will be
Far away from me
And my soul will be free
They won't go when I go

Since my soul conceived
All that I believe
The kingdom I will see
'Cause they won't go when I go

When I go
Where I'll go
No one can keep me
From my destiny.


Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Wasted

"I have wasted thousands and thousands of kisses on you - kisses that I thought were special because of your lips and your smile and all your color and life. I used to think that was the real you, when you smiled. But now I know you don't mean any of it.
Shame on me for kissing you with my eyes closed so tight."

~ Faye in That Thing You Do!

Monday, July 6, 2009

Double Time

When watching VH1 Classic's broadcast of the US Festival, I realized what a watered-down version of myself I have become. I longed for the days of having no time for people that were a waste of my time and, instead, pouring myself into a culture that thrilled and excited me.



I realize motherhood can change you and I'm grateful for the changes I've gone through as a result. But, as with most relationships, you tend to lose a big part of yourself in that process. After watching this blast from the past, I decided to find that girl again. Surely, she's not gone forever?

Friday, July 3, 2009

River Deep, Mountain High

Off to the mountains we go for sun, sand and fireworks.
Hope your Independence Day is a happy and safe one!

Thursday, July 2, 2009

I Stand Alone

I read your book
And I find it strange
That I know that girl and I know her world
A little too well
And I didn't know
By giving my hand
That I would be written down, sliced around
Passed down among strangers' hands

Three days in Rome
Where do we go
I'll always remember
Three days in Rome

Never again
Would I see your face
You carry a pen and a paper
And no time and no words you waste
Oh, you're a voyeur
The worst kind of thief
To take what happened to us
To write down everything
That went on between you and me

Three days in Rome
And I stand alone
I'll always remember
Three days in Rome

And what do I get
Do I get revenge?
While you lay it all out
Without any doubt
Of how this would end
Sometimes it goes
And sometimes we come
To learn by mistake
That the love you once made
Can't be undone

Three days in Rome
I laid my heart out
I laid my soul down alone
I'll always remember
Three days in Rome





I've not spent three days in Rome but I did spend three days in a place that feels like home to me and have paid the price ever since. Dearly. As with dropping a stone in a pond, it's not necessarily the initial disturbance of all things seemingly peaceful but the ripples that continue on and spread out.

I've found the search for living in the truth is not an easy road in any way, shape or form. And people get hurt. And, if you put too much trust in them, you pay the ultimate price. Losing yourself.

I have enabled so many people in my life. Many, many people and their issues. Their baggage. Their bad behaviors. I've done so in the hopes of helping them reach higher ground. Find happiness in themselves and, in doing so, share happiness with me. This has not happened.

But I see now, more clearly than I've ever seen it in my forty years, that no one is worthy of me having to pay that price. No One. And I will never, EVER pay that price for anyone again.

It only seems fitting on this Independence Day, that I will reclaim my independence. That I will no longer entertain those that have their own agendas, most often at the expense of others. My expense.

I am taking a stand.

Alone.