Tuesday, June 30, 2009


"lets practice the moon dance in honor of michael jackson." (attempts to walk/slide backwards)

"i've got a furry wig and dad has no hair. boy, don't we make a couple!"

"when i'm terminally in diapers, pull the plug!"

"if its a solicitor, tell them.. 'my mom has cancer, she can't come to the phone' "

"whatever you do, do NOT repeat me!!! im serious. do not quote me."

happy birthday mom. :) love you

Sunday, June 28, 2009

ding dong.. the kings are dead. :(

i just.. am.. speechless.

i like to remember him as a shouter.

i like to remember him as black.

rest in peace billy & michael. and all you other celebrities that are dropping like flies. i hope that somehow.. you are all just pulling our legs and are hanging out with tupac on a desert isle. if not.. happy day. all is well.

Monday, June 22, 2009


me: hey margorie, where is your kitty, sam?
margorie: oh.. he had a phone call..
me: ...

this cat, talks on the telephone. Pictures, Images and Photos

Friday, June 19, 2009

ohhh love.

i love jane eyre. thank you mother, for making me read it.

"I sometimes have a queer feeling with regard to you--especially when you are near me, as now: it is as if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly and inextricably knotted to a similar string situated in the corresponding quarter of your little frame. And if that boisterous channel, and two hundred miles or so of land come broad between us, I am afraid that cord of communion will be snapt; and then I've a nervous notion I should take to bleeding inwardly." Mr. Rochester

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

goodnight precious!

so.. every night my patients husband tucks her into bed. and every night, they have the same conversation.

Ron: Are you comfortable dear?
Bev: Oh yes, thank you dear.
(three kisses)
Ron: Sleep sweetly precious.
Bev: You are my life.
Ron: And you are my life, dear.
Bev: I'll see you in dreamland tonight!
Ron: Okay honey. I sure do love you.
Bev: And i love you. Goodnight precious.

makes me wanna cry. i love them.