All Ya Need Is Love

Since I have been on the internet for pretty much the whole day I thought, hey what is another few minutes? Blame it all on my in laws for going out of town. We have nowhere to go and no one to see! Thus, I am stuck here ON THE COMPUTER working. If I can't sit and relax and eat someone else's food, I guess I must finish things.
I just couldn't help posting some more of these photos. I sort of get OCD about each shoot and can't leave it alone until it's all I think I can make it. I am going to leave you with the words to a song I love. I was listening to it last night while doing dishes and I just love the words. I also love how she portrays wrinkles as stories of her life, which is an amazing. (However I will still put on my wrinkle cream tonight...) I love the thought of knowing one another that much and accepting the messes we have in our heads and still being together. That is what love and life is about. Having someone accept you and love you who you are without all the expectations and happy faces that we often have to put on in our everyday interactions. Someone to know how all those lines on your face got there (one name-Piper).

The Story.. Brandi Carlile

All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true...I was made for you
I climbed across the mountain tops
Swam all across the ocean blue
I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules
But baby I broke them all for you
Because even when I was flat broke
You made me feel like a million bucks
You do
I was made for you
You see the smile that's on my mouth
It's hiding the words that don't come out
And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed
They don't know my head is a mess
No, they don't know who I really am
And they don't know what
I've been through like you do
And I was made for you...
All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true...I was made for you