I feel like you’d soothe my soul. You’d console me and make me feel better and you’d touch me without even touching me. You’d lay with me and stroke me and touch my hair, and you’d play with my curls. You’d look into my eyes and you’d stay there, quiet, feeling my need for peace. … More Comfort.
Okay so this week’s story is better than last week’s. I was a teenager when this song came out and riding dirty with my best guy friend, of whom I loved the entire world out of, in my mom’s Oldsmobile station wagon. You know those really big station wagons? The one where you could hide … More #ThrowbackThursday – “All Around The World” – Lisa Stansfield
So last week on my way in to work, tired of listening to my satellite radio and “We Dem Boys” by Wiz and his crew – what a lie; that song reminds me of my teenage boys and I could listen to it all day long – I reached into my huge CD case and … More #ThrowbackThursday – “You Should Be My Girl” – Sammie feat. Sean Paul of Youngbloodz
“The real lover is the man who can thrill you by kissing your forehead.” – Marilyn Monroe Because my random ass is random, we’re going to discuss “forehead kisses” for a minute. Well, I’ll discuss. You’ll read. This is, after all, MY blog. So girlfriend of mine, mid-storytelling, says, “And I don’t know … More Forehead Kisses.
I’m not even sure how to start this or where this is going to end up but I’m sure that once I let my mind wander with thoughts of you, words will spill uncontrollably onto this pad of paper, the way you spill uncontrollably….well, you know what I’m saying. It’s so cliché, but from that … More Dear Sir…
It’s currently 4:55 a.m. and I’m laying in one of Trillium Mississauga’s beds, hooked up to a heart monitor, ECG machine (aren’t they the same thing?!), the blood pressure machine and an IV drip. And no one knows I’m here. Except my son, who happened to be awake at 3 a.m. I swear he’s his … More I’m Too Tired To Think Of A Title…
It’s my birthday tomorrow. And maybe it’s because I’m turning a “big, round number” but I’m reflecting. I have a folder in my email titled “Things Worth Saving” and decided to peruse through it. Wow. I don’t want to call it a mistake but it’s got me all nostalgic and shit. Emails I’ve sent and … More Big, Round Number.