ride

Waves are hitting waist to chest, board's waxed up, sandles on, Jack Johnson's on the stereo, out the door....

It's funny when you notice little, obscure references that you think no one but you has ever heard of. I think, only one other person on SG will know this one (or I could be way off).

I think, next to phenomenal sex, making a true homemade pasta sauce is the most physically draining exercise one can engage in. I've been in the kitchen all day working on mine. I'm sure it doesn't expedite the process that I use a red wine and port wine reduction base, but the taste is unreal. I guess one of the down sides to being single...
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It's Saturday morning, it's pouring rain outside, I'm lying in bed reading Dr.Seuss to my little one. He just drifted off for an early morning power nap. It's moments like this, as I listen to the sound of a driving rain, pounding on the windows, juxtaposed to the sound of his sleeping breaths, that I think, a la Bob; "everything's gonna be alright".


Yeaaaaaaa for...
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There are so many faces. Little, beautiful, innocent faces. The ones we couldn't save. Every week they have more company. There are so, so many that we are able to pull back from the other side, but it's the few we can't.... I can still see them, after all these years. In the end, I always stay with them, after all the ER heroes are...
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It's been a long, hard couple of days. We've had multiple, daily traumas, MVC's, cardiac and respiratory arrests, and deaths. Summer is definitely here boys and girls. The positive is that with the ER like this, my insomnia seems to take a break for a bit. Also, the overtime is unreal. Nap time....