you are my sunshine.

did you find what you were after? 

the pain and the laughter brought you to your knees.

but if the sun sets you free 

sets you free

you'll be free indeed

she's only happy in the sun

This weekend... hm. yeah...yay. (was forced to drive the big truck.. woOt. holy crap the bed of it is taller than I am, I have to jump to get out of it) I went and visited Keat's grave before I got on the road... sat and talked to him for a minute and blew him kisses. Fuck, I miss that kid. only the good die young However I'm pretty sure the awesomeness of the weekend will carry into the week. Which will carry into the next week of Aly-Type-Staycation. YAY MEMORIAL DAY! And don't get me wrong, I love my daddy and everything, but I'm so PUMPED to have the house to myself for a week. Party, anyone?

oh that's right, I don't know enough people in these parts to have a party...

besides, the church and old people in the neighborhood, who all seem to know me, would probably not like that so much. Have I mentioned that I'm surrounded by a church? The parking lot is 7.5 feet from my bedroom window and the backyard has got the activity center/youth center/whatever center directly behind it. Needless to say every time I cook eggs in my underwear I try and make sure there's no youth group being conducted outside... I'd feel pretty bad if I inadvertently sent some teeny-bopper to hell because he was watching me frolic through the house scantily clad.

The sunshine has got me twitching to be outside. Every afternoon I've been driving home from work trying to think about what I'm going to do when I got home... I'm thinking I need to invest in a kiddie pool, fill it with Busch beer (NOT Busch light or Bud Light or anything of that nature... if I'm going to drink cheap beer, I'd like to taste it and not spend every 15 minutes running to pee thankyouverymuch) and post up in the backyard with some tanning oil and my headphones. Bet the coal miners next door would get a kick out of that. Probably a better idea to head to the cousins where the closest neighbor is almost a mile away. Besides, we always have way too much fun together. (Is there such a thing as too much fun? I suppose if it lands you in jail, that's probably too much... I gotta quit getting arrested, it's starting to get expensive) But forreal though, any excuse to be outside, even if it involves labor. I could use the exercise, gotta work on the guns. (HAHAHAHA) Especially if it means I get to be half naked in a bathing suit and shorts, feeling the sun on my shoulders; I like my shoulder freckles.

The sun was out yesterday afternoon, before the freak hail storm. I rocked out in TOWANDA with the windows down, dressed only in my cutoffs and bathing suit top. It was glorious. Makes me feel like summer is truly here. Although I feel it is worth mentioning that leather seats SUCK when you're sweaty. I've got a towel on the seat to keep my ass from sizzling but my back kept sticking to the back rest. Also, I have discovered that lacy underwear is better suited to sexy time than driving in the heat... talk about wedgie from hell. Ever notice how the seriously uncomfortable ones tend to happen while you're driving, when it's difficult to adjust?? Bah. Anyway. I've finally gotten to the point where the new memories have over taken the old ones... The sunshine makes me smile instead of make me fiend. The wind whipping through the car feels good iwhipmyhairbackandforth and doesn't remind me of the drive through the ghetto sweating my proverbial balls off. Long car rides make me feel like a teenager again and make me want to go swimming instead of scoring. The beautiful weather is no longer a trigger but now a reminder of why life is good.

Life IS good, whether or not you take the time to notice.

Stop, look up, see the leaves blowing in the breeze, smile.

courtesy; billy.joel/ben.harper