Have you ever seen into someone, caught the littlest glimpse of the utter beauty that exists within them and just been completely stunned?
Today, I have.
So much so that it knocked me back a few steps, completely amazed me, and I feel like a compass that is spinning out of true.
So unexpected.

My face is hot, my eyes feel heavy with the weight of that particular insight, but if I could say just one thing, if I could somehow manage to whisper out the words, I would tell you just how beautiful you are to me.

I would have to look at my hands while I said it, because I wouldn't trust my eyes to look at you without spilling every secret.
I would whisper the words with tears in my voice, choking on the emotion that you created within this heart.





Honey you are a rock
Upon which I stand
And I come here to talk
I hope you understand

The green eyes, yeah the spotlight, shines upon you
And how could, anybody, deny you?

I came here with a load
And it feels so much lighter now I met you
And honey you should know
That I could never go on without you
Green eyes

Honey you are the sea
Upon which I float
And I came here to talk
I think you should know

The green eyes, you're the one that I wanted to find
And anyone who tried to deny you, must be out of their mind

Because I came here with a load
And it feels so much lighter since I met you
Honey you should know
That I could never go on without you

The house next door to me is a five bedroom, two story number. Naturally, only college people rent it. When I say college people, I mean boys.

A year or so ago, I had the best neighbors ever. I think there were about seven or eight college guys living there.
When I'd come home from work, they'd already have their drink on.
Usually, they'd offer me a beer, or a burger (they were always grilling meat. Men after my own heart.) or just some random conversation. They were good guys. I was sort of sad when they moved out.

The neighbors I have now are douches.

I have no problem with people having parties, even loud parties, because I'm pretty laid back.
What sucks, is that these parties are usually on Monday-Saturday. The music consists of fuck-you style rap, and it's so loud the windows in my house rattle.

Almost every time they have a party, the cops make a guest appearance. Sometimes the cops have to show the boys their bed and breakfast. Other times, not.

Well, lucky for me, a 'for rent' sign cropped up on their lawn. I was super happy about it.

These guys are determined to go out with a bang.

Last night, as I was reading, I heard yelling, screaming, general mayhem.

I stepped out on my front porch, and saw something that made my night.

One of the boys was running, fucking hauling ass down the street, as he was being pelted with baby diapers.
My genius neighbors decided it would be a good idea to throw dirty baby diapers at him as he ran away.
That was pretty funny, until one of them decided that the only thing better than throwing shitty diapers at one of their fellow hoodlums, would be to throw flaming shitty diapers.

I still couldn't stop laughing, but I went inside, shaking my head.

















I got tagged by Mr. O-zone to answer some questions, so here goes :)


- Where is your cell phone? my house
- Your hair? Dark brown, short and flippy
- Your mother? Is probably an angel

- Your father? gay (that was the nicest thing I could say that is the truth)
- Your favorite food? tubesteak
- Your dream last night? Me, Dean Winchester, the back of the Impala.
- Your favorite drink? Chimay, or gin and tonics.

- Your dream/goal? leaving this world a better place for my actions
- What room are you in? your dad's
- Your hobby? writing
- Your fear? tornadoes--you can't argue with that kind of destruction
- Where do you want to be in six years? my own physical therapy practice
- Where were you last night? watching neighbors throw shit. literally
- Something that you aren't? Jewish
- Muffins? Blueberry.
- Wish list item? A man who makes every other man pale in comparison.
- Where did you grow up? A farm.
- Last thing you did? Drank Diet Mountain Dew
- What are you wearing? Jeans, a hoodie, and a big grin.
- Your TV? off
- Your pets? One jerk cat, but I love her.
- Friends? My bff is probably telling people how her husband breaks stuff.
- Your life? Is blessed.
- Your mood? caffeine euphoria
- Missing someone? Nish
- Vehicle? parked
- Something you're not wearing? A bra. I like to let the ponies run.
- Your favorite store? Pottery Barn. I love those 3 foot candles.
- Your favorite color? green
- When was the last time you laughed? The last email I read. But not about Chuck Norris, it was Christie Brinkley, I swear.
- Last time you cried? Last night. From laughing.
- Your best friend? Nish
- One place that I go to over and over? my store of great memories
- One person who emails me regularly? Mary
- Favorite place to eat? Ted's