Dear Beverly

You've been in my heart and on my mind ... so I thought I would stop by to say hello.

          Mi Amor.   You remembered me.

Always.

SWEEP!

What a day for San Diego sport franchises.
The Padres got rid of Bochy in favor of Bud Black ... we can all see how that worked out.
The Charges got rid of Drew Brees in favor of Philip Rivers ... the mighty Cleveland Browns (1-6 coming into yesterday's game) smoked him 7-6.   Philip "can't move the ball" Rivers.  

          Sorry babe ... glad for the Giants, but I still love my boys in blue!

Have a tune for you today ... in so many ways it says it all.  So sad, how many times did you listen to this one?   "Another shot of whiskey can't stop looking at the door."
And then the phone call:  Just wanted to hear your voice one more time.
I just can't get it out of my mind.   As you would say, "oh wells."   Here's your tune.

Link:   Lady Antebellum: Need You Now


Picture perfect memories scattered all around the floor
Reachin' for the phone 'cause I can't fight it anymore
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind
For me it happens all the time

It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now
Said I wouldn't call but I lost all control and I need you now
And I don't know how I can do without
I just need you now

Another shot of whiskey can't stop looking at the door
Wishing you'd come sweeping in the way you did before
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind
For me it happens all the time

It's a quarter after one, I'm a little drunk and I need you now
Said I wouldn't call but I lost all control and I need you now
And I don't know how I can do without
I just need you now

woah woaaah.

Guess I'd rather hurt than feel nothin' at all

It's a quarter after one I'm all alone and I need you now

And I said I wouldn't call but I lost all control and I need you now

And I don't know how I can do without

I just need you now

I just need you now (wait)

Ooo, baby, I need you now

Dear Beverly

Stopped in to say hello.

          That's sweet.   You remembered me.

Always

Those Nasty Giants have gone up three - zip over the Tigers.
The 2012 World Series could end today.
If it doesn't rain (or snow).

Just wanted to say how wonderful you are.
A list:
Kind.
Gentle.
Sweet.
Loving.
Funny.

How anyone could have been so incredibly MEAN (your word) to you is beyond me.
I don't get it.  I honestly don't get it.
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Have a tune for you today … enjoy.

Link:  Desert Rose Band: One Step Forward 

You held me up held me down
Made me crazy then you brought me around
Were my darkness and my light
You were my blindness and my sight
Were my shelter and my storm
Made my cold then you made me warm
You were my fever and my cure
Made me doubt and you made me sure

One step forward and two step back
Nobody gets too far like that
One step forward and two steps back
This kind of dance can never last

You were my hope and my fear
You were my laughter and my tears
Were my destiny and my faith
Kept me moving and you made me wait
Were my weakness and my power
You were the thorn in the flower
You were my sunshine and the rain
Made me feel so good brought so much pain

One step forward and two step back
Nobody gets too far like that
One step forward and two steps back
This kind of dance can never last

And we never really meant for each other
We were never really meant to last
In the years that we danced together
Each step forward we took two steps back
Each step forward we took two steps back

One step forward and two steps back
Nobody gets too far like that
One step forward and two steps back
This kind of dance can never last

One step forward and two steps back
Nobody gets too far like that
One step forward and two steps back
This kind of dance can never last

Dear Beverly

Just stopped by to say hello.

           Oh Doll, you remembered me.

Always

Nasty Giants up two-zip over the Tigers.
Shift to Detroit for three games starting today.
Problem ... weather front approaching and it is damn cold.
Too late in October to be playing baseball ... what were they thinking.

Have a tune for you ... country, your favorite genre next to good old rock 'n' roll.
Enjoy ...

Link:  Hunter Hayes: Wanted

You know I'd fall apart without you
I don't know how you do what you do
'Cause everything that don't make sense about me
It makes sense when I'm with you

Like everything that's green, girl I need you
But it's more than one and one makes two
So put aside the math and the logic of it
You gotta know you're wanted too

I wanna wrap you up
Wanna kiss your lips
I wanna make you feel wanted
I wanna call you mine
Wanna hold your hand forever
And never let you forget it
Yeah I, wanna make you feel wanted

Anyone can tell you you're pretty
And you get that all the time, I know you do
But your beauty's deeper than the makeup
And I wanna show you what I see tonight

When I wrap you up
When I kiss your lips
I wanna make you feel wanted
I wanna call you mine
Wanna hold your hand forever
And never let you forget it
'Cause Baby I, wanna make you feel wanted

As good as you make me feel
I wanna make you feel better
Better than your fairy tales
Better than your best dreams
You're more than everything I need
You're all I ever wanted
All I ever wanted

And I just wanna wrap you up
Wanna kiss your lips
I wanna make you feel wanted
and I wanna call you mine
Wanna hold you hand forever
And Never let you forget it
Yeah I, wanna make you feel wanted
Baby I, wanna make you feel wanted
'Cause you'll always be wanted

Dear Beverly

Just stopped by to say that you are in my heart and on my mind.

           Mi Amor, you remembered me.

Always.

Went to the supermarket yesterday to get the fixings for dinner.   Saw a little girl (maybe six) shopping with her father.   She was holding his hand and chatting away.

I thought of you and what it must have been like to be six again and with your father. 

Holding his hand.  Loved.  Protected. 

A kind and gentle man by all accounts.

I try to go there … to a place in time and space where dreams still live.

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.

Link:   Taylor Swift: Begin Again 

Took a deep breath in the mirror
He didn't like it when I wore high heels
But I do
Turn the lock and put my headphones on
He always said he didn't get this song
But I do, I do

Walked in expecting you'd be late
But you got here early and you stand and wave
I walk to you
You pull my chair out and help me in
And you don't know how nice that is
But I do

And you throw your head back laughing
Like a little kid
I think it's strange that you think I'm funny cause
He never did
I've been spending the last 8 months
Thinking all love ever does
Is break and burn and end
But on a Wednesday in a cafe
I watched it begin again

You said you never met one girl who
Had as many James Taylor records as you
But I do
We tell stories and you don't know why
I'm coming off a little shy
But I do

And you throw your head back laughing
Like a little kid
I think it's strange that you think I'm funny cause
He never did
I've been spending the last 8 months
Thinking all love ever does
Is break and burn and end
But on a Wednesday in a cafe
I watched it begin again

And we walked down the block, to my car
And I almost brought him up
But you start to talk about the movies
That your family watches every single Christmas
And I want to talk about that
And for the first time
What's past is past

And you throw your head back laughing
Like a little kid
I think it's strange that you think I'm funny cause
He never did
I've been spending the last 8 months
Thinking all love ever does
Is break and burn and end
But on a Wednesday in a cafe
I watched it begin again

But on a Wednesday in a cafe
I watched it begin again

Dear Beverly

Just stopped by to say hello.

          Oh Doll, you remembered me.

Always.

Nasty Giants won game one of the World Series …

Seems so late in the year to still be playing baseball and it’s only game one.

Working on a poem about fate and decisions and things that happen for reasons beyond our control.

It begins …

Jesus died for me.

He knew of my existence.

My grandfather died for me.

He knew me not.

From wooden cross to muddy field

In a long forgotten war,

Was it their path for me to follow?

Or has it been mine to pursue?

That’s about as far as I’ve gotten.

A work in progress.

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.

Link:  Jim Croce: I'll Have to Say I Love You in a Song

Well I know it's kind of late
I hope I didn't wake you
But what I got to say can't wait
I know you'd understand
Every time I tried to tell you
the words just came out wrong
So I'll have to say I love you in a song

Yeah I know it's kind of strange
But every time I'm near you
I just run out of things to say
I know you'd understand
Every time I tried to tell you
the words just came out wrong
So I'll have to say I love you in a song

Every time the time was right
all the words just came out wrong
So I'll have to say I love you in a song

Yeah I know it's kind of late
(kind of late)
I hope I didn't wake you
But there's something that I just got to say
(I know you'd understand)
I know you'd understand
Every time I tried to tell you
the words just came out wrong
So I'll have to say I love you in a song

Dear Beverly

You've been on my mind and in my heart ... just stopped in to say hello.

             Mi Amor, you remembered me.

Always.

What is the difference between physical abuse and emotional abuse?
What is the difference between murder and creating an environment primed for death to occur?

Pop a pill.  Shut up.
Pop a pill, keep calm.

Take down that Facebook page, can't have you sharing with family and friends.
Give me that laptop.   No emails to friends.

Taking your car.
Have another pill.

And, by the way, your phone calls will be monitored.

What kind of a life is this?
This smacks of insanity.

Yeah, yeah ... don't give way to hating.   So incredibly hard not to.

Have a tune for you today ... enjoy

Link:   Cat Stevens: Morning Has Broken

Morning has broken, like the first morning.
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird.
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning,
Praise for them springing fresh from the Word.

Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlight from heaven.
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass.
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden,
Sprung in completeness where His feet pass.

Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning.
Born of the one light Eden saw play.
Praise with elation, praise every morning;
God's recreation of the new day.

Morning has broken, like the first morning.
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird.
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning,
Praise for them springing fresh from the Word.

Dear Beverly

Just stopped in to say hello.

             Hi Doll, you remembered me.

Always.

Those nasty Giants beat the Reds by coming from two down.
Those nasty Giants beat the Cardinals by coming from two down.
Those nasty Giants are the National League Champions.

            Flip.   Boo Hoo.   I love my boys in blue.

Sorry, have to root for them over the Tigers in the World Series.   Go Bouchy!

Have a tune for you today ... enjoy.

Link:   Loggins and Messina: Watching the River Run

If you've been thinking you're all that you've got,
Then don't feel alone anymore.
When we're together, then you've got alot,
'Cause I am the river and you are the shore.

And it goes on and on, oh, watching the river run,
Further and further from things that we've done,
Leaving them one by one.
And we have just begun watching the river run.
Listening and learning and yearning.
Run, river, run.

Winding and swirling and dancing along,
We pass by the old willow tree
Where lovers caress as we sing of our song,
Twisting together when we greet the sea.

And it goes on and on, watching the river run,
Further and further from things that we've done,
Leaving them one by one.
And we have just begun watching the river run.
Listening and learning and yearning.
Run, river, run.

And it goes on and on, watching the river run,
Further and further from things that we've done,
Leaving them one by one.
And we have just begun watching the river run.
Listening and learning and yearning.
Run, river, run.