tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24248707698946155162009-04-15T19:53:19.341-07:00All in...Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05598754639579069342noreply@blogger.comBlogger45125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424870769894615516.post-32723185085047379152008-07-11T19:20:00.000-07:002008-07-11T19:21:27.210-07:00Mix Tape Part DeauxFor my sweet K! Love is a mix Tape!<br /><br /><div style="width: 430px; text-align:center;"><embed width="426" height="327" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.mixwit.com/flash/widgets/shell.swf" wmode="transparent" flashvars="env=embed&widget=dff85f66f7ff1242477305864725d1ad&playlist=2081c92cb9e01daf223c51b82536ad90&vuid=embed"></embed><br /><a href="http://www.mixwit.com/miss_jessica_williams?e"><img border="0" src="http://www.mixwit.com/p.jpg" style="border: none 0px; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /></a><a href="http://www.mixwit.com/create?e"><img border="0" src="http://www.mixwit.com/m.jpg" style="border: none 0px; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /></a><a href="http://www.mixwit.com/?e"><img alt="Mixwit" border="0" src="http://www.mixwit.com/l.jpg" style="border: none 0px; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /></a></div><br /><img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTU4Mjk*ODI3NDQmcHQ9MTIxNTgyOTQ5MTIwMiZwPTE4NDMzMSZkPSZuPSZnPTE=.jpg" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2424870769894615516-3272318508504737915?l=www.theframily.com'/></div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05598754639579069342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424870769894615516.post-71042247312529160192008-06-23T20:39:00.000-07:002008-06-23T20:40:46.084-07:00Mix Tape MondayThis one's for Dan. It has lots of "F" words. Never doubt my ability to be profane.<br /><br /><div style="width: 430px; text-align:center;"><embed width="426" height="327" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.mixwit.com/flash/widgets/shell.swf" wmode="transparent" flashvars="env=embed&widget=ca6e96de19087db407fd4cadf85eccc2&playlist=8343f197f62522cdd9e094607f114fc8&vuid=embed"></embed><br /><a href="http://www.mixwit.com/miss_jessica_williams?e"><img border="0" src="http://www.mixwit.com/p.jpg" style="border: none 0px; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /></a><a href="http://www.mixwit.com/create?e"><img border="0" src="http://www.mixwit.com/m.jpg" style="border: none 0px; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /></a><a href="http://www.mixwit.com/?e"><img alt="Mixwit" border="0" src="http://www.mixwit.com/l.jpg" style="border: none 0px; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /></a></div><br /><img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTQyNzg5MjM3ODUmcHQ9MTIxNDI3ODkzNTk5MiZwPTE4NDMzMSZkPSZuPSZnPTE=.jpg" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2424870769894615516-7104224731252916019?l=www.theframily.com'/></div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05598754639579069342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424870769894615516.post-77661457851349321892008-06-17T06:38:00.000-07:002008-06-17T07:04:32.521-07:00The Ghost Float<span style="font-weight:bold;">July 18-20, 2008</span><br /><br /><br />Okay fram....let's take a trip.<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">New Braunfels, TX<span style="font-weight:bold;"></span></span><br /><br />Ghostland Observatory July 19, 2008<br /><br />I say we float the river on Saturday, go to a concert and go eat at The Gristmill in Gruene. <br /><br />Hit Gruene Hall while we are at it!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2424870769894615516-7766145785134932189?l=www.theframily.com'/></div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05598754639579069342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424870769894615516.post-22956508776002217552008-05-22T19:47:00.000-07:002008-05-22T19:51:55.000-07:00My Turn (Chad)Finish the sentence...
<br />Never in my life have I been: so far from home for so long.
<br />The person I know with the worst temper is: one of our tech guys, Simon.<br />
High school: has changed since I was there.
<br />When I'm nervous: I make situations very awkward.<br />
The last song I listened to was: Thankful, Caedmons Call<br />
If I were to get married right now my best man/maid of honor would be: my best friend.<br />
My hair is: faux hawkish<br />
When I was 5: I never imagined living at Disney World.<br />
Last Christmas: I was more thankful of the time I get to spend with my family.
<br />My life: is not settled. I don’t feel settled.<br />I should be: the owner of a large Camp.<br />
When I look down I see: hobbit feet
<br />The happiest recent event was: Indy Jones in the theatre after a 19 year wait.<br />
One thing I’ve learned so far this year: is not to get mad when things happen that you pray for. (i know)<br />
By this time next year: I will have been here over 2 full years.
<br />My current gripe is: I didn’t know gas would be this high a year after buying my truck. I love it, but dang earl!<br />
I have a hard time understanding: God’s grace and mercy to everyone.
<br />You know I like you when: I begin cracking jokes around you. It means I’m comfortable with you.
<br />Take my advice: when it comes to toilet paper. Don’t save your money there. Get the good stuff.<br />
The thing I want to buy: a HD projector to throw a movie on my living room wall!
<br />If you visited my hometown: you’d get bored really quick or find it super relaxing.
<br />If you spent the night at my house: we’d prolly watch Arrested Development.<br />
The world could do without: mean people and sweet relish
<br />Most recent thing I've bought myself: Rock Band<br />
Most recent thing someone else bought me: Tony Romo Jersey<br />
My favorite blonde is: Carrie Underwood....American Idol Finale anyone?...sheesh.<br />
My favorite black-haired friend is: Jess and Dan and Carrie, and Phil Talley<br />
My middle name is: Wade. My dad wanted to name me John Wade cause it sounds like John Wayne. That wouda been pretty cool.<br />
Last night I was: playing dodgeball with middle schoolers and then went to see Indy
<br />There's this guy I know who: was part of the Mickey Mouse Club with Britney and Justin.<br />I’m excited that: camp is almost here.<br />
If I was an animal I'd be: an Eagle.<br />
A better name for me would be: Awkward Turtle. That’s me in a nut shell. Or a turtle shell.<br />
Tomorrow I am: speaking to our Middle Schoolers and baptizing some of them<br />.
Tonight I am: bored. which is why I’m doing this. Probably will play Call of Duty later on.<br />
My birthday is: is a week long in January.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2424870769894615516-2295650877600221755?l=www.theframily.com'/></div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05598754639579069342noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424870769894615516.post-66232923666682293882008-05-19T11:22:00.001-07:002008-05-19T21:14:44.665-07:00My listMy apologies for this taking so long... Samuel is napping... so I have time = )<br /><br /><br />Finish the sentence...<br /><br />Never in my life have I been: more irresponsible.<br /><br />The person I know with the worst temper is: my brother<br /><br />High school: is over. thank god.<br /><br />When I'm nervous: I almost always have to go to the bathroom and I bite my bottom lip.<br /><br />The last song I listened to was: Lollipop on someones myspace. don't ask.<br /><br />If I were to get married right now my best man/maid of honor would be: hmmm.<br /><br />My hair is: black. and messy.<br /><br />When I was 5: I remember waiting for my brother to get home from school so we could play outside.<br /><br />Last Christmas: was the first christmas that samuel was really excited about waking up the next morning. I will remember that forever.<br /><br />I should be: on vacation somewhere beachy.<br /><br />When I look down I see: the carpet that is going to be replaced here in...lets say... 20 - 30 min. Or whenever the carpet people decided to get here.<br /><br />The happiest recent event was: the mad hatter party at jess'<br /><br />One thing I’ve learned so far this year: i know exactly who my true friends are.<br /><br />By this time next year: I hope to still be Samuel's hero.<br /><br />My current gripe is: can we please decide the democratic candidate already. really?<br /><br />I have a hard time understanding: why my favorite shows on television tend to get canceled.<br /><br />You know I like you when: I tell you.<br /><br />If I won an award, the first person I would tell would be: the world.<br /><br />Take my advice: because seriously...<br /><br />The thing I want to buy: a jeep wrangler.<br /><br />If you visited my hometown: you would see my family. refinaries. nothing to exciting.<br /><br />If you spent the night at my house: no telling where you would sleep. I am sort of all over the place right now.<br /><br />The world could do without: tomatoes<br /><br />Most recent thing I've bought myself: a couple of new shirts from express.<br /><br />Most recent thing someone else bought me: lunch.<br /><br />My favorite blonde is: my son. don't ask me how it is still blond because I have no clue.<br /><br />My favorite black-haired friend is: hmm. not sure. (yes jess. mine is black) except for the few sparse grays coming out.<br /><br />My middle name is: Lee. same as my dad and my two brothers. yeah.. i know.<br /><br />Last night I was: watching awake with a friend.<br /><br />There's this guy I know who: is one of my best friends.<br /><br />I’m excited that: I love my job.<br /><br />If I was an animal I'd be: a monkey. totally would be swinging from trees.<br /><br />A better name for me would be: good question.. I have no idea.<br /><br />Tomorrow I am: going back to work because today I stayed home with samuel.<br /><br />My birthday is: November 10th. I celebrate it a week before and a week after. = )<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2424870769894615516-6623292366668229388?l=www.theframily.com'/></div>Dannybrouhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08064286071036690159noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424870769894615516.post-60032552321858529572008-05-13T08:37:00.001-07:002008-05-18T06:11:24.636-07:00The Mad Hatter<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_38VUQ19vIOU/SCm2AGB_WrI/AAAAAAAAAcc/zaaeYAWVjaM/s1600-h/madhatter.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_38VUQ19vIOU/SCm2AGB_WrI/AAAAAAAAAcc/zaaeYAWVjaM/s400/madhatter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199887357511162546" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">The Mad Hatter<br /><br />May 17th, Saturday 2-6pm<br /></span><br /><br />Call my cell for driving directions.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">*Bring your wonderful selves, a lawn chair, and a bag of ice (if possible). I am so pumped you guys are coming!<br /><span style="font-style:italic;"><span style="font-style:italic;"></span></span></span><br />The fram is all invited to spend the night and have a slumber party. I will make big breakfast and we can watch Bella. I have only invited the fram to spend the night so we can bond!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2424870769894615516-6003255232185852957?l=www.theframily.com'/></div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05598754639579069342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424870769894615516.post-5619798650222493602008-05-03T06:50:00.000-07:002008-05-03T07:07:30.973-07:00Katy fills in the blanksFinish the sentence...<br />Never in my life have I been: perfectly poised and put together...I'm kind of a mess people<br />The person I know with the worst temper is: Trey's boss' dog, Pugzy<br />High school: was a place I apparently went to flirt alot...and flash my baby blues...according to my senior class awards...<br />When I'm nervous: I fidget with my clothes...<br />The last song I listened to was: "Just Blue", by The Weepies<br />If I were to get married right now my best man/maid of honor would be: wondering when I got a divorce in order to get engaged again and re-married without them knowing....<br />My hair is: no as Katie Holmes as it was the last time I got it cut.<br />When I was 5: my life was not complete because little Jasbiet and not entered the world yet.<br />Last Christmas: was the worst Christmas of my life, hands down.<br /> My life: is beautiful. "La vie es belle."<br />I should be: a lady who lunches living in Highland Park with my 2.5 kids, according to society.<br />When I look down I see: coral toes.<br />The happiest recent event was: Relay for Life last night...I danced the night away with a 5 year old and some 5th and 6th graders and laughed until it hurt. And cried...because you do that at cancer events.<br />One thing I’ve learned so far this year: God really and truly only gives you as much as you can handle...even if it's to the breaking point.<br />By this time next year: I will be as ready for summer as I am right now.<br />My current gripe is: that Duke and Slater can open the gate by themselves to be all "homeward bound".<br />I have a hard time understanding: when people want to complain then sit on their duff and not fix anything.<br />You know I like you when: you're alive. I like (ALMOST) everyone.<br />Take my advice: when I say I have someone to fix you up with. I had an amazing track record until recently.<br />The thing I want to buy: at the moment? A pair of white Hudson jeans.<br />If you visited my hometown: you'd gain a few pounds and MIGHT wake up with a hangover...I love to show people my Dallas.<br />If you spent the night at my house: we would have a ton o' fun.<br />The world could do without: mayonaise and war.<br />Most recent thing I've bought myself: 2 pair of super cute shoes at Payless....it's BOGO!<br />Most recent thing someone else bought me: were the cutest salt and pepper shakers ever...thanks sweet Jess!<br />My favorite blonde is: a 5 year old named Evan.<br />My favorite black-haired friend is: Carrie...whose hair is really dark brown but we'll go with it.<br />My middle name is: Ruth, after my grandmother and Elizabeth, after my great-grandmother. Yes, I have two.<br />Last night I was: hanging out with some amazing people, joining together to raise big bucks to find a cure for cancer.<br />There's this guy I know who: lot it was funny to wake me up this morning at 8:00, when I got in at 5:00. <br />I’m excited that: the sun is shining.<br />If I was an animal I'd be: a dolphin who could frolic in the ocean all day...and sharks would be scared of me.<br />A better name for me would be: huh. I sat on this one for a long time, and for the first time I'm perfectly content to be me...so I'll keep mine, thanks.<br />Tomorrow I am: celebrating Billy's birthday on the lake!<br />Tonight I am: probably hitting the hay at 8:00.<br />My birthday is: not a holiday, although it should be.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2424870769894615516-561979865022249360?l=www.theframily.com'/></div>Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05847359023517288297noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424870769894615516.post-7157040725593571502008-05-02T15:57:00.000-07:002008-05-02T16:20:24.498-07:00Survey Says...Finish the sentence...<br /><br />Never in my life have I been: so excited about what's to come.<br /><br />The person I know with the worst temper is: Probably me.<br /><br />High school: seems to be synonymous with my dating life.<br /><br />When I'm nervous: I talk way too much and pace.<br /><br />The last song I listened to was: "Something's Missing" by John Mayer.<br /><br />If I were to get married right now my best man/maid of honor would be: hands down, my grandfather. The best man I know.<br /><br />My hair is: a curse I'm forced to live with for the rest of my life.<br /><br />When I was 5: I had already begun to plot my path to world domination.<br /><br />Last Christmas: I got Rock Band. My life will never be the same again.<br /><br />I should be: four years into a CPA career.<br /><br />When I look down I see: mostly Pumas. Sometimes Saucony Jazz.<br /><br />The happiest recent event was: the most positive job interview I've ever been to. My fingers are still crossed.<br /><br />One thing I’ve learned so far this year: you're always where you're supposed to be when you're supposed to be there.<br /><br />By this time next year: nothing will be the same.<br /><br />My current gripe is: gas prices. Also: bees.<br /><br />I have a hard time understanding: why people don't love math as much as I do. It's the universal language, people.<br /><br />You know I like you when: I relentlessly make fun of you. If I leave you alone, I'm probably plotting your destruction.<br /><br />Take my advice: because everyone else seems to. Seriously.<br /><br />The thing I want to buy: is the world a puppy. *Pageant Wave*<br /><br />If you visited my hometown: I'd take you to the Blind Tiger and then we'd find a good blues jam to go see.<br /><br />If you spent the night at my house: all touching that happens would be completely voluntary. I don't move when I sleep.<br /><br />The world could do without: Flamingos.<br /><br />Most recent thing I've bought myself: a few pair of jeans to give my one pair of jeans that I actually wear some friends.<br /><br />Most recent thing someone else bought me: was Rescue Me seasons 1 and 2 on dvd for my birthday. Thanks, Traci and Michel!<br /><br />My favorite blonde is: I'm more of a brunette (or redhead) fan.<br /><br />My favorite black-haired friend is: my little sister, Kimmy. She's so cool!<br /><br />My middle name is: Wayne. It's my grandfather's first name and will be in my son's name, as well.<br /><br />Last night I was: in class, on the phone, watching Lost, and trying to sleep.<br /><br />There's this guy I know who: can name every state's nickname on command. I don't know why that's so impressive to me.<br /><br />I’m excited that: I may get a big boy job in Shreveport and get to live in the same town with my entire family again.<br /><br />If I was an animal I'd be: a sex panther. 60% of the time, I work every time.<br /><br />A better name for me would be: Benjamin Linus.<br /><br />Tomorrow I am: hoping to fly under the radar and take it easy for once.<br /><br />Tonight I am: helping someone move and maybe hanging out with some friends later on.<br /><br />My birthday is: April 30th. The day the Louisiana Purchase took place, Hitler killed himself, the Vietnam War ended, and Kirsten Dunst and myself were born on the exact same day.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2424870769894615516-715704072559357150?l=www.theframily.com'/></div>Chris Solomonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05712262038127698420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424870769894615516.post-24516360315779121092008-05-02T11:40:00.000-07:002008-05-02T12:06:55.912-07:00Jess Fills in the BlanksFinish the sentence...<br /><br />Never in my life have I been: more irresponsible.<br /><br />The person I know with the worst temper is: …my mother. Sorry Kathie, but it's true.<br /><br />High school: is pretty much still in session in my home town. Reunion this July, I wonder if I can get pregnant and married by then...Hmmmmm.<br /><br />When I'm nervous: I brush my hair behind my ear over and over. Very OCD.<br /><br />The last song I listened to was: "I will never love you More" by Soko, from which I stole the quote directed at Sol last night.<br /><br />If I were to get married right now my best man/maid of honor would be: invisible, because they don't let lesbians legally marry.<br /><br />My hair is:constantly in a ponytail. Sometimes I take out the rubber band and it stays, unwilling to move.<br /><br />When I was 5: I ate Ramen noodles and purple leg warmers in summer. Oh, and my mom bought the generic cool-aid. I still can't get over the 10 cent difference.<br /><br />Last Christmas: my grandma gave me Holiday Barbie and a sewing machine. (Very similiar to my 5 year old Christmas)<br /><br />I should be: richer, thinner, and nicer. <br /><br />When I look down I see: my dog chewing on her toe nails.<br /><br />The happiest recent event was: receiving a letter from a old friend.<br /><br />One thing I’ve learned so far this year: is that God is faithful to provide us what we need.<br /><br />By this time next year: I will have finished a book, and be rich and famous.<br /><br />My current gripe is: that I have been fiscally irresponsible and may now have to hock bodily organs. Who needs two kidneys, really?<br /><br />I have a hard time understanding: males. That's it.<br /><br />You know I like you when: I return your phone calls.<br /><br />If I won an award, the first person I would tell would be: Zoe, she really does listen well.<br /><br />Take my advice: because chances are I have been there or done that and suffered the consequences.<br /><br />The thing I want to buy: is "a new life". Total Everclear reference for Dan.<br /><br />If you visited my hometown: you would see a lot of bleached hair, tanned skin, and breast augmentations. (Pretty much stripper clones)<br /><br />If you spent the night at my house: you would get to listen to my neighbor's "Alice in Chains" playing through the walls.<br /><br />The world could do without: Paris Hilton, Car Boots (da boot), and Crocs. <br /><br />Most recent thing I've bought myself: a pair of silver stilettos that I can't afford and will have to return today. Sad face.<br /><br />Most recent thing someone else bought me: was Rose Cream from the Art of Shaving! Love my Dano!<br /><br />My favorite blonde is: Kate Austin, depending on the season=determines the hair color!<br /><br />My favorite black-haired friend is: Danael Broussard, is it black????<br /><br />My middle name is: Lynn. The generic middle name of all redneck girls along with Jo.<br /><br />Last night I was: pacing the floor, watching Lost, and updating my Itunes.<br /><br />There's this guy I know who: sings me songs over the phone and always makes me smile! Dan again!<br /><br />I’m excited that: I might drop out of school and relocate.<br /><br />If I was an animal I'd be: a sloth. So lazy, but so cute. I can totally relate.<br /><br />A better name for me would be: Jessica Verastequi, according to my Mom.<br /><br />Tomorrow I am: going to get a Wacko library card.<br /><br />Tonight I am: wanting to go see The Other Boelyn Girl for a $1.<br /><br />My birthday is: October 20th. Me and Snoop Dog share.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2424870769894615516-2451636031577912109?l=www.theframily.com'/></div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05598754639579069342noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424870769894615516.post-55574130759653327322008-05-02T11:33:00.000-07:002008-05-02T11:59:27.633-07:00Filling in the blanks--framily assignment (Carrie)Finish the sentence...<br /><br />Never in my life have I been: more content to just be myself.<br /><br />The person I know with the worst temper is: …well, last time I answered this question, I called out my brother-in-law, Kirk, but after reading it, he broke a bunch of dishes and proclaimed that I was no longer welcome in their house…so, I’ll go with Kirk. ;)<br /><br />High school: was over for me 10 years ago now—I still can’t wrap my head around that! I wonder what the plans are for that reunion…<br /><br />When I'm nervous: it’s pretty obvious. (Mainly because I end up blurting out the fact that I’m nervous.)<br /><br />The last song I listened to was: “Number 1” by Goldfrapp—how much fun would it be to have that last name? I’m going to start using it as a verb, noun, etc., much like you would the word “Smurf”.<br /><br />If I were to get married right now my best man/maid of honor would be: determined by a cheesecake bake-off.<br /><br />My hair is: much bigger when it’s humid outside.<br /><br />When I was 5: I bitterly resented the idea of naptime. Oh, how I’ve changed.<br /><br />Last Christmas: we made the most awesomely tacky holiday sweatshirts ever!<br /><br />I should be: taller. Oh, well.<br /><br />When I look down I see: a drawing on my foot that I may make permanent soon ;)<br /><br />The happiest recent event was: the framily reunion—so wonderful! :)!<br /><br />One thing I’ve learned so far this year: is that you should never say never.<br /><br />By this time next year: I’ll be a year older and, God willing, more Goldfrapped; other than that—who knows? <br /><br />My current gripe is: this sinus mess that has taken up residence in my head.<br /><br />I have a hard time understanding: people who complain, but don’t want to fix their problems or their Goldfrapps. (This isn't working...)<br /><br />You know I like you when: I’m playfully mean to you…otherwise, I wouldn’t bother with you at all… <br /><br />If I won an award, the first person I would tell would be: the loser of that same award (“Boo-ya!”—Tobias style!), then my momma.<br /><br />Take my advice: because I have the spiritual gift of wisdom. (What? That’s what the book said.) <br /><br />The thing I want to buy: is out of my price range.<br /><br />If you visited my hometown: tell them Ronnie & Becky Brazzell’s youngest daughter says “hey.” <br /><br />If you spent the night at my house: you should know that I’m a snuggler.<br /><br />The world could do without: barbeque sauce. I say let’s try it. <br /><br />Most recent thing I've bought myself: was a file thing to keep my feet smooth and pretty. <br /><br />Most recent thing someone else bought me: was supper, but it wasn’t over $20, so the rule about having to sleep with them doesn’t apply.<br /><br />My favorite blonde is: going to turn 3 this summer! <br /><br />My favorite black-haired friend is: not my dad’s dog, Gambit. That animal is the Succubus from the bowels of hell.<br /><br />My middle name is: where my sister got the name for her daughter, Susannah (Suzanne is mine).<br /><br />Last night I was: feeling sick, but was glued to the latest episode of Lost!<br /><br />There's this guy I know who: would look good in a light purple pearl-snap western shirt…<br /><br />I’m excited that: I get to sleep in tomorrow! (It doesn’t take much to excite me.) <br /><br />If I was an animal I'd be: the suffs and live a life of luxury.<br /><br />A better name for me would be: Mrs. Georges St. Pierre. or something followed by Goldfrapp. ;)<br /><br />Tomorrow I am: sleeping in, maybe shopping, and cleaning my house in case company pops by.<br /><br />Tonight I am: weighing my options…I just hope I’ll feel good enough to venture off my couch.<br /><br />My birthday is: next month (June 12)—plenty of time for you to shop!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2424870769894615516-5557413075965332732?l=www.theframily.com'/></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14978024065381106575cbrazzell@hotmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424870769894615516.post-38922999226899432172008-04-27T00:21:00.000-07:002008-04-27T00:30:20.865-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I9PvqMizy5Y/SBQrh8xaK_I/AAAAAAAAABM/AUE7oXEjkaQ/s1600-h/DSC00916.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I9PvqMizy5Y/SBQrh8xaK_I/AAAAAAAAABM/AUE7oXEjkaQ/s320/DSC00916.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193824132514065394" /></a><br />I feel im in a wierd rut. like im so torn.<div><br /></div><div>my soul torn</div><div><br /></div><div>terra firma</div><div><br /></div><div>thats what i crave. dry land. i want to come back to the city on a hill</div><div><br /></div><div>everythings spinning. ive lost my way.</div><div><br /></div><div>jas.</div><div><br /></div><div>i enjoy the fram</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2424870769894615516-3892299922689943217?l=www.theframily.com'/></div>inlandsurferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18222653509697375533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424870769894615516.post-1169209995576794632008-04-18T05:48:00.000-07:002008-04-18T05:49:10.605-07:00This is how excited I am right now!!!!!!P.S. This is NOT me....just in case you were wondering...<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lBZNekjCZ8g/SAiYrCJw-cI/AAAAAAAAAFk/dLj7y0Seih0/s1600-h/excited.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190566435624122818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lBZNekjCZ8g/SAiYrCJw-cI/AAAAAAAAAFk/dLj7y0Seih0/s400/excited.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2424870769894615516-116920999557679463?l=www.theframily.com'/></div>Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05847359023517288297noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424870769894615516.post-82059822962997831272008-04-11T09:24:00.001-07:002008-04-11T09:24:34.698-07:00Future Fram Line Dance<object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I6pOXjQLh7Y&hl=en"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I6pOXjQLh7Y&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><br /><br />Let's do it! Do it!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2424870769894615516-8205982296299783127?l=www.theframily.com'/></div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05598754639579069342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424870769894615516.post-58206102159057978942008-04-02T10:16:00.001-07:002008-04-02T10:16:40.227-07:00Now THOSE are some framcakes!<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lBZNekjCZ8g/R_O_cmEWrLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/mn4NhK4MiW8/s1600-h/framcakes.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184698094009625778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lBZNekjCZ8g/R_O_cmEWrLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/mn4NhK4MiW8/s320/framcakes.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2424870769894615516-5820610215905797894?l=www.theframily.com'/></div>Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05847359023517288297noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424870769894615516.post-48071411768576892632008-04-02T07:57:00.000-07:002008-04-02T08:00:00.845-07:00Future framily compound:<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_izMudV2IgXQ/R_OfWNFNUPI/AAAAAAAAAFs/e7Fvta-sJSQ/s1600-h/framily+compound.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_izMudV2IgXQ/R_OfWNFNUPI/AAAAAAAAAFs/e7Fvta-sJSQ/s320/framily+compound.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184662799851016434" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2424870769894615516-4807141176857689263?l=www.theframily.com'/></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14978024065381106575cbrazzell@hotmail.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424870769894615516.post-90221292935046509542008-03-24T20:06:00.000-07:002008-03-24T20:09:08.176-07:00Peep Torture<object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lgpGEZ1DtEM&hl=en"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lgpGEZ1DtEM&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2424870769894615516-9022129293504650954?l=www.theframily.com'/></div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05598754639579069342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424870769894615516.post-42238848289444731182008-03-18T20:20:00.000-07:002008-03-18T20:36:44.517-07:00Just for Fun...<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_izMudV2IgXQ/R-CGpNBn2rI/AAAAAAAAAE0/90kFPsemhD4/s1600-h/march+1+weekend+006.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179287613905296050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_izMudV2IgXQ/R-CGpNBn2rI/AAAAAAAAAE0/90kFPsemhD4/s320/march+1+weekend+006.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here's Sol enjoying the Losing Anna show! (If my camera had taken the shot 1 second sooner, you would've seen him with his arm in the air and his eyes closed in ecstasy...stupid camera.) It was at this concert that I learned the framily has FANS...or maybe they are doing research since they think we may be a cult of some sort, anyway, I'm not splitting hairs--we have followers, people. Time to get out those Carrie Christna robes we've been saving! (Aaah, I really can fulfill my New Year's resolution of having my own cult, just like we talked about!)<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_izMudV2IgXQ/R-CHHtBn2sI/AAAAAAAAAE8/KpKRAaQ3sg4/s1600-h/me+and+jas.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179288137891306178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_izMudV2IgXQ/R-CHHtBn2sI/AAAAAAAAAE8/KpKRAaQ3sg4/s320/me+and+jas.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Here we have Carrie and Jas--the only framily members who fully appreciate the heavenly, marshmallow-sugary goodness known as Peeps... (known in the Bible as manna from heaven.) As I type this I can almost hear Dan getting ready to reply with "hates peeps." ;)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_izMudV2IgXQ/R-CIVtBn2tI/AAAAAAAAAFE/etXkvEzAyG8/s1600-h/march+1+weekend+002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179289477921102546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_izMudV2IgXQ/R-CIVtBn2tI/AAAAAAAAAFE/etXkvEzAyG8/s320/march+1+weekend+002.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="right"> Care Bear and Katy Bug right before dancing to "Brown Eyed Girl", one of Chad's favorites. We also danced to one of Dan's favorites by Fergie...just practicing for the framily reunion that's coming up!!!! It'll be here before we know it :)!!!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2424870769894615516-4223884828944473118?l=www.theframily.com'/></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14978024065381106575cbrazzell@hotmail.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424870769894615516.post-1827236605156420402008-03-12T16:46:00.000-07:002008-03-12T16:47:32.479-07:00How many?This is a little silly, but I needed to know my chances if it ever came to this.<br /><a href="http://www.justsayhi.com/bb/fight5" style="display: block; background: url(http://assets.justsayhi.com/badges/685/944/fight5.zdxn1ycytk.jpg) no-repeat; width: 296px; height: 84px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 42px; color: #fff; text-decoration: none; text-align: center; padding-top: 145px;">25</a><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2424870769894615516-182723660515642040?l=www.theframily.com'/></div>The Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13290732166068782151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424870769894615516.post-8383644049161591312008-03-05T20:05:00.000-08:002008-03-05T20:07:39.361-08:00Caliente!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_38VUQ19vIOU/R89tpiLyR3I/AAAAAAAAAX0/P9md8GJ8eDI/s1600-h/Chad:jess2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_38VUQ19vIOU/R89tpiLyR3I/AAAAAAAAAX0/P9md8GJ8eDI/s400/Chad:jess2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174475057190291314" /></a><br /><br />Alright ladies he is single! Ignore the fact that I am trying to get his pants off! Ha!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2424870769894615516-838364404916159131?l=www.theframily.com'/></div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05598754639579069342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424870769894615516.post-5859956427585453452008-03-04T11:13:00.001-08:002008-03-04T11:14:36.086-08:00Country Sol and Jess<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_38VUQ19vIOU/R82feRRz-8I/AAAAAAAAAXk/QB8cjIz03oI/s1600-h/country+sol.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_38VUQ19vIOU/R82feRRz-8I/AAAAAAAAAXk/QB8cjIz03oI/s400/country+sol.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173966889301572546" /></a><br /><br />See Carrie, Sol and I both have some monkey arms! So don't feel bad!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2424870769894615516-585995642758545345?l=www.theframily.com'/></div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05598754639579069342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424870769894615516.post-40603164089894491872008-03-03T07:19:00.000-08:002008-03-03T07:21:02.462-08:003/7 of the Fram<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lBZNekjCZ8g/R8wXTnxhP5I/AAAAAAAAAEM/xymmxPB7KJQ/s1600-h/katesolcar.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173535697803493266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lBZNekjCZ8g/R8wXTnxhP5I/AAAAAAAAAEM/xymmxPB7KJQ/s320/katesolcar.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2424870769894615516-4060316408989449187?l=www.theframily.com'/></div>Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05847359023517288297noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424870769894615516.post-85001361138133297462008-02-24T12:54:00.000-08:002008-02-24T12:58:33.810-08:00Six Degrees......How many of you have played "6 Degrees of Kevin Bacon"? Well this is the answer to all of your questions.<br /><br />http://oracleofbacon.org/<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2424870769894615516-8500136113813329746?l=www.theframily.com'/></div>The Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13290732166068782151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424870769894615516.post-10608691101433661642008-02-24T05:54:00.000-08:002008-02-24T14:07:53.139-08:00Trapper Keeper: A Tragedy<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_38VUQ19vIOU/R8GAGIOfMII/AAAAAAAAAW0/cRI-gw03GNw/s1600-h/trapper.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170554689973858434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_38VUQ19vIOU/R8GAGIOfMII/AAAAAAAAAW0/cRI-gw03GNw/s320/trapper.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I went to a Christian school k- grade 5 and these years were probably the most detrimental to my mental development. It was, of all things, a charismatic Christian school, so we spent our time learning how to properly get "slain in the spirit" without getting a concussion and learning how to properly adorn out tambourines (ribbons were a must). The only redemptive thing about school, for me, was the buying of new school supplies each August.<br /><br />This was a little bit of heaven and normalcy in a twisted educational system. Each year, with careful consideration, I would pick a Trapper Keeper. It had to be an image that would stand the test of the year and be envied by all.<br /><br />So my fourth grade year I really had it down to a fine art. I chose a pink and blue splattered painted snow boarder, skate boarder, or surfer. It was probably the latter two because I don't think snow boarding had really taken off yet. But, being that it was splatter designed, it was somewhat difficult to nail down the extreme sport of my athlete. The first day of class I got numerous compliments on my trapper keeper. Boys complimented me on my inclusion of blue, after all, the other girls had chosen just pink, purples, and reds. I was on top of the world. I had chosen wisely. I loved the Trapper, the sound of the Velcro, and the many pockets for storing top secret messages. I was, by all accounts, pleased with myself and my life. But, like many children learn, when things seem to be too good to be true, they usually are.<br /><br />Doom incurs.<br /><br />I knew there was trouble a week later when my mom was asked to conference with my teacher. I was never in trouble and teacher conference meant disaster. Note: I did have one previous conference, but it was due to a stolen kiss a boy took, who was promptly given a swift kick to the groin, via me. I had just watched Karate Kid and felt empowered. I think I should have been praised.<br /><br />Anyway, my mom comes out and immediately takes my pack back. I had seen the Punky Brewster episode about "Just Say No" and thought "oh, they think I am on drugs, no biggie." This is so what happened to Punky and Henry bought her ice cream with his apology. Ice cream here I come. Mom will be sorry for her doubt in my sobriety.<br /><br />We get home and I noticed my mom had not said anything, but had white knuckles from clutching my book bag so tightly. She went outside, while I told my Rainbow Bright what a crazy she was, and then suddenly I saw it. She reached in my bag and grabbed the Trapper. Oh, nu- uh. What's she doing? I sprinted out of my room and followed her outside to the back yard. "Mom, what are you doing?" She was silent.<br /><br />She had a look on her face that I had seen only once before and it resembled the brother's in "Old Yeller" right before he shot him. We walked and suddenly I saw the burn pile going full force and thought with relief, "Oh we are going to burn my school papers." We are gypsies and have a strange obsession with burning things, so my fears subsided.<br /><br />We finally reach the fire and mom starts removing all my papers. Whew, that was scary for a minute. Then my mom leaned over and said, "Jess, your teacher and I had a talk. We think this has to go." Schoolwork, heck yeah, it does.<br /><br />Yeah, burn the papers I don't care. "Is there anything else in here you need?" Wait, wait, light bulb. She is talking about the Trapper. Panic sets in.<br /><br />"What!" I scream in disbelief. My mind races, is my teacher jealous of my perfect Trapper selection, did the kids pay her off; what travesty could make me deserving of this?<br /><br />"Mrs. Johnson saw the devil in the Trapper and thinks we should burn it to release the spiritual hold it has on you." she whispered.<br /><br />"What?" This is crazy, even for my mother.<br /><br />She explains, "See here in the splatter paint, it looks like a devil's tail." I search finding only ludicrousness in its place.<br /><br />"Mom" I say trying to rationalize with her "that is the wshhhh from the water. You know when you ski or surf you get the wshhhhhh."<br /><br />She had no idea what I was referring to. She looked at me, removed my pencil pouch, and with one quick motion sent Trapper sailing into the flames or back to his rightful home according to Mrs. Johnson.<br /><br />In slow motion, I felt myself scream"Noooooooooooooooo," and fall to my knees.<br /><br />Life, as I knew it, would never be the same. My mother left me there to watch Trapper melt into the nothingness with the remnants of aluminum cans and shoes boxes.<br /><br />After the tears stopped, I swore one day I would have my revenge. Trapper's death would not be in vain. "I'll get her Trapper, I'll get her." Unfortunately, my mom had come back to check on me and heard this little monologue. No revenge would be had.<br /><br />The next Sunday, they anointed me with oil to cast out the demons.<br /><br />All this, over a darn 3 ring binder. Sigh.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2424870769894615516-1060869110143366164?l=www.theframily.com'/></div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05598754639579069342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424870769894615516.post-43184408017842734532008-02-23T12:40:00.000-08:002008-02-23T13:29:03.163-08:00Chad's List...There's not really any kind of flow or order that is important to the list. These are just some songs that have meant a lot to me over the years. Some speak loudly of me and others just stir emotions within my soul. Enjoy.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Faith My Eyes</span>- Caedmon’s Call<br />I’m a mommas boy. Always have been. It’s not easy being gone. This song makes me think of home.<br />“Hometown weather is on TV/ I imagine the lives of the people living there/ And I'm curious if they imagine me/ Cause they just wanna leave; I wish that I could stay” <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">When You Say Nothing at All</span>- Allison Kraus<br />I think it could be one of the most beautiful songs I have ever heard. You don’t hear a lot of people say “this is our song” anymore. We’ll whoever she is, I want this to be our song. <br />“Old Mr. Webster could never define/ What’s being said between your heart and mine”<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">San Dimas High School Football Rocks</span>- The Ataris (Live at the Metro)<br />I wish I could be stuck in the days of good friends and no worries. I don’t know why, but this song just stuck with me. Maybe cause San Dimas High School came into my life during those awkward middle school years. Wild Stallions Rule!<br />“These are the things that make me free/ I feel like I'm stuck in ‘Stand By Me’”<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">At the Stars</span>- Better Than Ezra<br />How do you pick a single song from your favorite band? This was one of the two songs I looked forward to hearing every time I saw them in concert. The other was “Live Again.” I think about the many memories that I didn’t want to end, “please don’t drive me home.”<br />“And I finally found/ That everybody loves to love you/ when your far away”<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Yesterday</span>- Beatles<br />What can you say here. Top 5 favorite song. I remember always hearing this when on vacations with my parents. They would always find the oldies station in whatever town we were in. They loved the 60’s music, so now today next to the 80’s it’s my favorite decade of music.<br /><br />A<span style="font-weight:bold;">ll Creatures of Our God and King</span>- Crowder Version<br />I love the nature in this hymn. I love the awe of who God is. I remember back to a point where I was listening to this hymn while sitting on a boulder on the top of a mountain with only the waxing moon to light the ground. It’s definitely on of my favorite moments in solitude.<br />“Thou rising moon in praise rejoice/
Ye lights of evening find a voice”<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Long December</span>- Counting Crows<br />I listen to this song for this one verse. It seems so perfect to me. Almost like that’s the way it’s supposed to happen. As silly as it sounds I can visualize the light and the room. I walk into the room....and as they say the rest is history.<br />“All at once you look across a crowded room/ To see the way that light attaches to a girl”<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">This Years Love</span>- David Gray<br />Falling in love is never easy. I feel like the older I get the harder it gets to do so. Jess and I discussed this the other night. I just want to get past the facade to the real person. I’m so jaded with the process.<br />“Cuz' it takes something more this time/ Then sweet, sweet lies, oh now/ Before I open up my arms and fall losing all control”<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Power of Love</span>- Huey Lewis and the News<br />Four words. Back. To. The. Future. How can you not smile when listening to this song. Such a great song in a simple time of my life.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Love Song for No One</span>- John Mayer<br />Probably my favorite John Mayer song. Hopeless romantic? Maybe.<br />“Searching all my days just to find you/ I'm not sure who I'm looking for/ I'll know it/ When I see you”<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Fair</span>- Remy Zero<br />A very emotion filled song of heartache and regret, which ends with hope. I love the line “sing to me hope as she’s thrown to the sand.” Though I hear the hurt in the lyrics I do find a strange sense of peace once it’s finished.<br />“And all my words were bound to fail./ I know you won't fail...” <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">A Comet Appears</span>- Shins
<br />This isn’t a happy song. I hate that I feel the way this song sounds sometimes, but I do. I love the Shins. They sound throwback to the music my parents made me listen to. <br />“Close your eyes to corral a virtue,/ Is this fooling anyone else?/ Never worked so long and hard, /To cement a failure,” <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">In the Moment</span>- Sister Hazel<br />Difficult to pick a song from this group. Many memories flood from the past when I listen to their earlier stuff. “All for You,” Jess?<br />“Every road has taken me/ Where I wanna be”<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Walk on the Ocean</span>- Toad the Wet Sprocket (Acoustic Dance Party Version)<br />What a gem this little cd turned out to be. This was definitely at etbu with Dan and Jess. I’m sure this cd played in the background as Dan and I had one of our top 10 favorite laughs.(fun fact: something like 6 of Dans top 10 laughs of all time include me)<br />“We said we'd send letters/And all of those little things”<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Brown Eyed Girl</span>- Van Morrison<br />Sits at the top of my favorite all time. I’m looking for my brown eyed girl.<br />“In the misty morning fog with/ Our hearts a thumpin' and you” <br /><br />***Wanted to place “Jump Jive N Wail” by the Bran Setzer Orchestra, but someone did before me after talking to me on the phone. I love you Dan! So, I will make an amendment to his. This song probably brings back more memories than any other song on my list. I had the best swing dance partner and her name was.....Jess. She was fearless, and she let me throw her, swing her and spin her all night. I had such a blast while swing was in. And it was all because of my great partner. Thanks Jess for using your powers for awesome.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2424870769894615516-4318440801784273453?l=www.theframily.com'/></div>The Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13290732166068782151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2424870769894615516.post-41956156959687472512008-02-22T12:07:00.000-08:002008-02-22T12:14:31.848-08:00Like Uncle Like Nephew...<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lBZNekjCZ8g/R78tB7PBIgI/AAAAAAAAAD8/xdBpCP7XJEY/s1600-h/goggles+evan.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169900408348418562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lBZNekjCZ8g/R78tB7PBIgI/AAAAAAAAAD8/xdBpCP7XJEY/s320/goggles+evan.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lBZNekjCZ8g/R78s7rPBIfI/AAAAAAAAAD0/kgIpFbzHM4g/s1600-h/goggles+jason.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169900300974236146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lBZNekjCZ8g/R78s7rPBIfI/AAAAAAAAAD0/kgIpFbzHM4g/s320/goggles+jason.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> Chris reminded me of this when he said, "Train up a child..." hahaha</div><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2424870769894615516-4195615695968747251?l=www.theframily.com'/></div>Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05847359023517288297noreply@blogger.com0