May 10th, 2012 by Sherry

And even in the aftermath of “where the hell did that come from?” I still couldn’t pinpoint why.
I was replacing the gas cap on my truck and all of a sudden you were there.
My throat tightened and dried up. I was simultaneously disgusted and filled with remorse.
I barely ever think of you, yet right at that moment it was if the thoughts were never allowed to go beneath the surface and I lived every moment of every day damned with your memory.
Then you vanished as fast as you appeared, leaving me with the realization that as much as I would like to hate you, it’s the person that allowed you in that I’ll never forgive.

May 9th, 2012 by Sherry

Nope, shots from the crapper!
In an effort to shoot, no matter where, no matter what, I took my Canon to the bathroom with me this morning. Yes, the bathroom. Some take a magazine, their iPhones, I took my camera.
And here are the stunning results:

First, let’s start with this one, because I’m never, EVER, allowed to go to the bathroom by myself:

Then, this one. At least she has the common decency to look away and pretend she isn’t watching you poop.

These top two photos are dedicated to Bron. <3

This is fun. These souvenirs have been in this bathroom since our entire family went to Florida after Christmas one year. It was the last trip that we all went on together as a family. I miss those days.

Side note: No, the hair inside and the dust outside are only souvenirs of my life, not our trip.

Glancing over here, this light bulb has been burnt out for over a week and none of the other 3 people in this house bother to care enough to change it out.

Having said that, is it really any wonder that this is my last photo?

Sigh.

May 3rd, 2012 by Sherry

The new thing…podcasts. Well, not new so much as new to me and mine.
Podcast!! Podcast, you say?
Don’t mind if I do!!

……..coming soon to ears near you.

May 2nd, 2012 by Sherry

You should be playing ‘Draw Something” with me.

April 29th, 2012 by Sherry

And I have an addiction.
She can turn a great day into an awesome one, a good day into a great one, make a mediocre day worth while and a bad day into a saved one.
And throughout, there is often heard “omg, I love that kid so much.” from so many. And we do. So much.

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April 19th, 2012 by Sherry

Sy, you gave it a hell of a go.

April 15th, 2012 by Sherry

I mean, I was in a super shitty mood today until I went to the flea market and bought my weight in vinyl.

Now before you go judging, know that each one of these albums either hold or are related to those that hold a special place in my heart. I’m not a vinyl collector…I’m a memory collector.

These memories just happen to be freakin’ awesome.

April 9th, 2012 by Sherry

Thinking of my childhood makes me want to smack my kids and tell them how spoiled they are.
You can quote me.

April 7th, 2012 by Sherry

Looks like last night’s raccoon found the garbage bag that contained the broken glass.

April 6th, 2012 by Sherry