Dreamtime reality

Carefully, he set his wine glass on the table and, taking a slow breath, stood from the couch.
"I'm hearing you tell me there's no way back for us."
His voice was tender as he met her eyes. Becca looked at him.
"I'm so sorry I broke that thing inside you called hope. I'm so sorry I hurt you so badly...."
He trailed off. In the firelight, Brad thought she had never looked more beautiful. Her hair caught fragments of light and cast them off like a halo.
"I'm going to be the man I promised I would be. Deep down you know that no one loves you the way I do. No one gets you, the way that I get you. Tell me you know.." Becca looked away.
Brad gently turned her face back to him. "I will do whatever it takes...Put me back home again."
"Don't break my heart again." She said quickly, and without another word she kissed him, brushing her lips softly against his, once, then twice, before meeting them for good....

Another tough weekend

Worked my ass off this weekend.
Got dirt all over the hummer.
As I was hauling the dirt, I got pulled over by the cops, while drinking a Smirnoff, without my drivers licence, not wearing a seat belt, in a extra skimpy bikini top.
Nope didn't get a ticket.
But got a date!

Trade

Emma always
Liked to share
So
When she died
We felt no guilt
At taking the flowers off her grave
And selling them door to door
Until we had
Enough to buy
Ice cream

Take me out to the ball game!

You want to see a kid get the biggest smile you have ever seen? Take him to a Royals baseball game and watch as a player coming off the field tosses a ball up to him!

Advice at a price..

Taking a tissue from the box on the table besides her, she wiped her tears. Looking up for the first time since she entered his office she watched as he slowly turned his chair towards where she was sitting on the sofa and said, "Aren't you really just hurting inside?. I want you to understand it comes out as anger, because that's the safest way to express your pain." Pushing the strand of blond hair away from her eyes, she looked up at him and listened. He continued, saying "because if your pain comes out as anger, nobody can hurt you, because your doing the hurting." She nodded her head acknowledging what he said. There was silence for a moment or two, then he smiled and leaned forward in his chair and said, "The pain will go away, remember he let something that you both valued, slip through his fingers." He turned his chair towards his computer and began to look at his schedule. Knowing that meant her session was over, she stood and stepped towards the door. Taking the appointment card from his hand she said, "You know, it seems like we tend to hurt those we are closest too." He nodded in agreement as she left.

Angry

There are times when I am very angry
and I say things that are mean
and nasty
but I am just so hurt inside
and my heart is so sad
that
There are times when I am very angry

We caught the big one!

The big day! Free fishing day! On Saturday our State Lakes offered free fishing for kids. This is a yearly event. Arrive at lake 3,sign your name, they give you a prize, a pole and a bag of worms.
Reed and I have participated 4 years now and he looks forward to the thrill, the outdoors, the free hot dogs and pop! He brought his friend Noah who also enjoyed the hot dogs (4 to be exact). So in a nut shell it went like this. Check in, get our prizes, oh thank you for the bag of chicken liver in blood. We will save that for another time. Are you sure we didn't win that fine fishing pole instead? Down to the waters edge. Bait Reed's hook with a worm, help him cast it out, take the hook out of Noah's coat sleeve. Cast out again. Bait Noah's hook, cast. Turn around and Reed has reeled his in already with large quanities of moss attached. Cut a worm in 1/2 (hey we need worms over here) bait, cast and before I can wipe the worm... uummm..stuff on my pant leg, Noah's line is caught on a stick. This went on for maybe... 15 minutes when I suggested they hike around the lake to see if anyone is catching anything.

Aaaahhhh, peace and quiet..I actually enjoy fishing. I sat in the chair holding the pole, remembering the days when our whole family would load up in the Buick LTD and park right along the highway and fish in the creek. I remember it like it was yesterday, catching catfish, having Dad take it off the hook. I, being a bit of a Tom-boy enjoyed fishing more than my brother. I felt some kind of silent bond with my Dad because of this.

I am suddenly awakened from my thoughts as I feel a tug on my line, I mean Reed's line. Just as I was hollering "I got a bite" Reed and Noah run up with hot dogs in hand and ketchup on their faces. I hand the pole to Reed and he reels in a Enormously small Bluegill. Now we have a small group gathered as 2 of the neighbor kids and their Dad run over to help. (Stand back, I may be a woman but I can take the fish off the hook by myself!!) So I get out some heavy brown construction worker gloves to man handle this mighty fish. The photographer for the newspaper runs over and snaps a picture of Reed holding the fish and his buddy Noah with his arm around Reed. Proud fisherman! After a few failed attempts to get the hook out, I hand the fish to my neighbor, Scott and he takes the hook out. The fish falls to the ground and 4, eight year old boys clamor to pick it up. After a bit a excitement, Noah grabs my glove, puts it on, picks up the fish and holds it high like a mighty warrior with his sword. Then throws it back...

WOW..a few seconds go by, and I hear Noah say, "Now what? I'm bored".

So as I pack up my fishing gear in the tackle box I have had since I was 11, the boys run off to get another hotdog. They bring one for me and after wiping some slime off my hands onto my pants, I savored my hotdog and free fishing day. For kids of course!