Wednesday, December 7, 2011
I Am Gonna Be Like This
"Ok, Here's The Truth"
It's not what you think
The man that you heard is head of oncology
I'm sorry I lied
To you all of those times
I didn't know how to tell you
I might not survive
Okay there's the truth
I've got six months to live
Only wanted what's best for you and the kids
I promise I'll fight
With all of my might
But if I lose this battle
I lived a good life
So baby just please hold my hand
And tell me that you understand"
Monday, December 5, 2011
Unglued
Friday, September 16, 2011
Dreams :)
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Living Louder
Is having regrets
Traveled the world
I loved every step
And all I know is...
No one, no lives forever
But we will be remembered
For what we do right now
Baby, I'm living louder
And dreaming longer tonight
And baby, I'm fighting harder
And loving stronger tonight
Because we're all just kids
Who grew up way too fast
Yeah, the good die young
But the great will always last"
Saturday, August 27, 2011
I'm not perfect, but I swear I'm perfect for you!
Friday, August 19, 2011
This Is La Familia
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
"That's Ri-junk-ulous"
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Too Good
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
West Coast State Of Mind
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Everything's Fine
Saturday, July 16, 2011
Perfectly Imperfect
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Over Thinking
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Power Of Prayer
Sunday, May 15, 2011
A Different Twist
Monday, May 2, 2011
Happiness
Monday, April 25, 2011
Sleep Deprived
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Lovin' Life
Saturday, April 16, 2011
There's Gotta Be Somebody!
Thursday, April 14, 2011
NBA playoffs 2011

Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Take A Chance
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Rain Delay
Rain Delay
Sitting there amongst friends,
the uncomfortable metal bleachers
don’t matter to us as we relax and enjoy
the baseball game. Out of nowhere
the sky darkens and clouds roll in.
“Please don’t rain” we pray out loud.
Suddenly the rain starts to fall. “Ladies
and gentlemen, due to the rain, the game
will be postponed.” We all empty the stands
into the dry brick building. Twenty minutes
of pouring rain pass, we stand in the dry,
warm, musty building, crammed together
with thousands of people. The heat is
unbearable, going out into the rain is
tempting. After contemplating it we finally
make the move toward the wet parking lot,
stepping out into the rain as the cold water,
rolls down our hot bodies and soaks us.
After a while of dancing in the rain with the
best of friends we take a seat up against the
wall, the rain slowing down still falling on us.
Looking up in the sky we see a rainbow, and
leaning back I hear the question, “Who needs more?”
A second of silence then, “Who needs the game?”