I thought of you today.</h1> <article> <h1>I thought of you today.</h1> <p>Sherry — Fri, 11 May 2012 02:47:46 +0000</p> <p>And even in the aftermath of “where the hell did that come from?” I still couldn’t pinpoint why.<br /> I was replacing the gas cap on my truck and all of a sudden you were there.<br /> My throat tightened and dried up. I was simultaneously disgusted and filled with remorse.<br /> 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.<br /> 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.</p> </article> <article> <h1>Tales from the Crypt?</h1> <p>Sherry — Wed, 09 May 2012 15:36:47 +0000</p> <p>Nope, shots from the crapper!<br /> 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.<br /> And here are the stunning results:</p> <p>First, let’s start with this one, because I’m never, EVER, allowed to go to the bathroom by myself:</p> <p><center></center></p> <p>Then, this one. At least she has the common decency to look away and pretend she isn’t watching you poop.</p> <p><center></center></p> <p>These top two photos are dedicated to Bron. <3</p> <p>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.</p> <p><center></center></p> <p>Side note: No, the hair inside and the dust outside are only souvenirs of my life, not our trip.</p> <p>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.</p> <p><center></center></p> <p>Having said that, is it really any wonder that this is my last photo? </p> <p><center></center></p> <p>Sigh.</p> </article> <article> <h1>Podcast, you say?</h1> <p>Sherry — Thu, 03 May 2012 15:34:44 +0000</p> <p>The new thing…podcasts. Well, not new so much as new to me and mine.<br /> Podcast!! Podcast, you say?<br /> Don’t mind if I do!!</p> <p>……..coming soon to ears near you.</p> </article> <article> <h1>It’s apptastic</h1> <p>Sherry — Thu, 03 May 2012 00:32:28 +0000</p> <p><center><a href="http://sherendipity.com/daily/wp-content/uploads/2012/05/20120502-203054.jpg" rel="lightbox[444]"></a></center><br /> </p> <p>You should be playing ‘Draw Something” with me.</p> </article> <article> <h1>She’s like crack.</h1> <p>Sherry — Sun, 29 Apr 2012 16:10:26 +0000</p> <p>And I have an addiction.<br /> 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.<br /> And throughout, there is often heard “omg, I love that kid so much.” from so many. And we do. So much.</p> <p><center><a href="http://sherendipity.com/daily/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/20120429-120915.jpg" rel="lightbox[441]"></a><\center></p> </article> <article> <h1>Rest in peace, Sir.</h1> <p>Sherry — Fri, 20 Apr 2012 00:05:15 +0000</p> <p>Sy, you gave it a hell of a go.</p> <p><center><p><a href="http://sherendipity.com/daily/?p=438"><em>Click here to view the embedded video.</em></a></p></center></p> </article> <article> <h1>Money can too buy happiness.</h1> <p>Sherry — Mon, 16 Apr 2012 00:51:28 +0000</p> <p>I mean, I was in a super shitty mood today until I went to the flea market and bought my weight in vinyl.</p> <p></p> <p>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.</p> <p>These memories just happen to be freakin’ awesome.</p> </article> <article> <h1>sigh…</h1> <p>Sherry — Mon, 09 Apr 2012 20:13:18 +0000</p> <p><center></center><br /> </p> <p>Thinking of my childhood makes me want to smack my kids and tell them how spoiled they are.<br /> You can quote me.</p> </article> <article> <h1>Bloody Mess</h1> <p>Sherry — Sat, 07 Apr 2012 13:26:02 +0000</p> <p>Looks like last night’s raccoon found the garbage bag that contained the broken glass.</p> <p><a href="http://sherendipity.com/daily/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/IMG_45151.jpg" rel="lightbox[423]"></a></p> </article> <article> <h1>Goodest Friday to all.</h1> <p>Sherry — Sat, 07 Apr 2012 00:40:45 +0000</p> <p><center><a href="http://sherendipity.com/daily/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/20120406-203933.jpg" rel="lightbox[421]"></a></center></p> </article> </main></body></html>