The real Mrs. Martinez....
25. Only washes her hair every two or three days,
24. Loves, Loves, homemade green chili,
23. Has to have it cold when she sleeps,
22. Loves her dogs, actually wouldn't mind another one,
21. It's too keen on having kids, (Brian's working on it)
20. Always has her toenails painted pink,
19. Drinks more wine than water,
18. Does about 12 loads of laundry a week,
17. Loves to camp,
16. Sleeps and sleeps and sleeps... ok not that much (any more),
15. Has so much hair it takes 30 minutes to blow dry it,
14. Usually always has an ingrown toenail,
13. Loves sushi, it's my drug of choice!! Since moving to N.F. I had to detoxic,
12. Misses her fam-dam-ily in Colorado,
11. Loves Idaho,
10. Loves the sun,
9. Is training to be a river guide,
8. Has skiied since she was three,
7. Has never mowed a lawn,
6. Has a tattoo on my big toe,
5. Was born in South Fork, Co. now lives in North Fork, Id.
4. Is very allergic to cats,
3. Is a Food Network junkie,
2. Loves to cook, hates doing dishes,
1. The real Mrs. Martinez, is a firm believer in "saying what you mean, and mean what you say".
This blog has been started to follow the adventures of Brian and Pam Martinez.
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Sunday, May 2, 2010
A High School Poem...
Different sides of the world,
Different sides of the walk,
Different sides of life,
Never that far off.
Don't know what to do,
Don't know where to go,
Don't know what it means,
But don't mind giving it a shot
Do you think of me,
Do you lose sleep too,
Do you wonder what if,
I know I do.
It's not easy,
It should be hard,
It's a wonderful thought,
But it's a long shot.
Here I am,
There you are,
Never together,
But always in our thoughts.
*While going through some high school junk I stumbled upon this poem. I don't remember what I wrote it for, but I had to share. I know if meant a lot at the time... But can't remember why. I think I had a boy on the mind.
P.S. I think I married that boy!!
Different sides of the walk,
Different sides of life,
Never that far off.
Don't know what to do,
Don't know where to go,
Don't know what it means,
But don't mind giving it a shot
Do you think of me,
Do you lose sleep too,
Do you wonder what if,
I know I do.
It's not easy,
It should be hard,
It's a wonderful thought,
But it's a long shot.
Here I am,
There you are,
Never together,
But always in our thoughts.
*While going through some high school junk I stumbled upon this poem. I don't remember what I wrote it for, but I had to share. I know if meant a lot at the time... But can't remember why. I think I had a boy on the mind.
P.S. I think I married that boy!!
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