Lindsay L. O'Connor

I know it’s so annoying of me to keep doing two posts in one day, but this really merits a post. Even Chris thought so.So I caused an explosion in the kitchen tonight. Ooops.The up side is that this is my first really big kitchen mess-up. The down side is that it took forever to…

Feeling much better now…after having a minor break down when I realized the asparagus and squash I had planned on cooking with dinner tonight were nowhere to be found, my wonderful husband offered to go get dinner since, as I informed him, I was so hungry and it was getting late and I was tired…

“I’d give you my coat if I could;would you like my outer shirt?”–My sweet husband, who writes poetry as he speaks… isn’t that lovely? He said it tonight as we were leaving the theater. Someone should do something with it. It begs to be written into a song.The moment has come to face the truth…

Anthony, Anthony oh, he says he can’t love me,but I think he can, yes I think he canand I told him that just before he ran,just before he ranhe’s not lookin back, he’s not lookin backcause he doesn’t want anything I haveor anything I amAnthony, Anthonyoh, he says he can’t love meAnthonyThis is a darling…