HDR Photos. A.K.A. Gorgeous.

My amazing, wonderful, astonishing photographer of a brother and I went on a photo taking excursion, and these lovelies were the result.  The ones without me in it, I took.  The ones with me, are the ones he took.

Only me...

What kind of loser puts finds the PERFECT green shirt the night before Saint Patrick's Day just to forget to wear it the next day?  Apparently I would.


Then, I get to school only to be that lame person who claims to have a bracelet, or hair tie or eyes (really, eyes?) to protect them from about 4 dozen bruises showing up the next day.  Yeah, that's me.



Let's just pretend that says:  "The Folks at Pattern Impossible" instead of "Our Accounting Department"

A Poem

This is a poem I wrote a while ago.  I don't know exactly why I'm sharing this with you.  I just felt like it.  Comment if you want, I don't care.  But thanks for reading it!  (P.S.  I KNOW it doesn't rhyme.)


In Kindergarten, we played tag,
Swung on the swings and
simply enjoyed each other's presence.

Now you've moved on
Made new friends, so have I.
But I miss your smile,
Your constant cheerfulness
And the way you could always make me laugh.

Last night I saw you again.
It made me wonder, had we still been
Best of friends, where would we be?
Would I have felt more in place last night
With your friends? Or would you have fit in with mine?

But I still have hope,
For when I left, you were standing there.
I saw a glimpse of our past
Our old friendship returned for only a moment,
And I began to think it wasn't all lost.

So, here's to what once was,
Perhaps what might be,
Perhaps what is only a dream.