Not Today

Today, I am not where I am supposed to be. Instead, I am somewhere else, ducking out on the whole "adult responsibilities" thing, and pretending I am not at home, when in reality, I am, though I shouldn't be. I feel a tiny bit guilty for this. But not really. So here I sit, in my deception, looking at photos on the internet.
 I am looking at photos like this one:



and this


and I am feeling all sorts of artsy emotions that make me want to go outside and take artsy photographs, and post them on the internet so other people can look at them and say, "Wow, that's so artsy!"

But I won't.

Not today.

I Didn't Know!

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The Day Pigs Flew

I am NOT a runner. No way. So how JB EVER talked me into participating in a 5k Color Vibe run, I will never know. I have always said that the day I participate in any type of running event will be the day that pigs fly. Well, had you seen my shorts this morning, you would have seen pigs flying...they did not however, actually run. 

 Me, ES, and JB,

JB meets Dr. Noorda (again). They met the first time on her birthday. He was there.

JB took a photo of me about 1/2 way round the course.

 Me, JB, LS, and ES

No, I did not run, but I DID finish the course in about 1 hour, I did not pass out, and I did not finish last.

Not too shabby on a day full of flying pigs. For the rest of the photos please click here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/tlcbull/sets/72157633458107569/

The Little Green Dot

I saw it there, tonight.
Your little green dot on the white screen.
My soul leaped with joy and seemed to scream
As if yelling from the mountain top as I typed,
"I see you!"
And you replied, "Hello."
We chatted.
About this,
And that,
But not the other,
For there is an unspoken rule...
Topics that may NEVER be discussed,
A line that must not EVER be crossed.
And we danced around it,
Gingerly.
Faithfully.
Yet, my soul thrilled in completeness,
In the presence of your little green dot,
If only for the moment.
Then you said you had to go,
And I said goodnight,
And I kissed my finger,
And placed it gently on your little green dot,
And prayed with all my soul
That you would feel
The warm breath of a mother's love
Float softly across your cheek.
And I waited,
In my own imaginary game of "You hang up first,"
For your little green dot to fade away.

First School Dance

Jarom, Amanda, Jenna

Wordless Wednesday

To see the full album click here:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/tlcbull/sets/72157633264129207/

Wordless Wednesday