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AH: "You'll be awesome . . . wear some kickin' shoes to give you extra confidence!"
There are some people out there who know the very depths of your soul. And, that for me, it always comes back to the shoes.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
Al Green
L: "Hmm... Al Green is from Lowell."
N: "Who's Al Green?"
L: "Al. Green. He did that song. That really popular song. About hearbreak.
N: "What did he do?"
L: "You know. Oh it's so good. A classic."
N: "I don't think I do."
L: "How do you mend a broken heart. Yes. That's it."
I start playing song.
N: "No wonder Lowell doesn't claim him as one of their own."
N: "Who's Al Green?"
L: "Al. Green. He did that song. That really popular song. About hearbreak.
N: "What did he do?"
L: "You know. Oh it's so good. A classic."
N: "I don't think I do."
L: "How do you mend a broken heart. Yes. That's it."
I start playing song.
N: "No wonder Lowell doesn't claim him as one of their own."
Inspired.
I can hardly believe it's been over two months since the last time I posted on here. Not that I haven't thought about posting, or even attempted (I never got past the first two lines) but thinking and doing, as we all know, are two completely different things.
Last night N got a christmas card in the mail from his aunt - "send us pictures of your house and life in florida!" - was scribbled at the bottom of it. A light bulb went off in my head and I looked pleadingly at N.
"What if we started a joint blog?" I said. "You know, for friends and family to keep updated on what we do down here. We've lived down here for almost a year and there are still so many people who have no earthly idea what our life is like."
"Uh huh. Yeah." He said, more focused on the computer screen than on the conversation.
"We could take turns writing it." I said. "Add pictures of our hikes. Or of the endless sunny days."
"Yup."
I went to bed satisfied with my great idea only to awake this morning to the reality that N would never update the thing nor take any real interest in it. It would have to be my project and my project alone. And if there came a time that N wanted to contribute, be it a day or a week or 3 months, he would be more than welcome to. And then I realized that I had already started this project long, long ago(it had only fallen by the wayside in the midst of this thing we call life) and that there was really no need to start a new blog, but only pay more love and attention to this one.
After all, it's about time I make good on my new year's resolution to write more. And there's no time like the present.
Last night N got a christmas card in the mail from his aunt - "send us pictures of your house and life in florida!" - was scribbled at the bottom of it. A light bulb went off in my head and I looked pleadingly at N.
"What if we started a joint blog?" I said. "You know, for friends and family to keep updated on what we do down here. We've lived down here for almost a year and there are still so many people who have no earthly idea what our life is like."
"Uh huh. Yeah." He said, more focused on the computer screen than on the conversation.
"We could take turns writing it." I said. "Add pictures of our hikes. Or of the endless sunny days."
"Yup."
I went to bed satisfied with my great idea only to awake this morning to the reality that N would never update the thing nor take any real interest in it. It would have to be my project and my project alone. And if there came a time that N wanted to contribute, be it a day or a week or 3 months, he would be more than welcome to. And then I realized that I had already started this project long, long ago(it had only fallen by the wayside in the midst of this thing we call life) and that there was really no need to start a new blog, but only pay more love and attention to this one.
After all, it's about time I make good on my new year's resolution to write more. And there's no time like the present.
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