9.28.11

dear willow,


happy birthday. i save days like these. 
i pull everything up to see. to remember. to burn.
i want to call you. just to hear it ring, but i know it's not your phone now.
i want to come over. but i know it's not your house now.
i want to be able to say happy birthday.
but how can you hear it.
i can't believe we're missing this.
i've been up for an hour and i feel so distracted.
i stare off. i think of my mother.
and my cousins, brother and sister. i think of your boys. 
i want to hear your stories and talk about your day. 
i want to hear you calling to thank me for the card. and fight about the jesus vs. hallmark crown i would have drawn on the back. 
sweet adeline....it's still so hard.
i pull everything up to see. to remember. to burn.
i'll still save days like these.
happy birthday,
i love you.


miss you,
claire ellen adele.

halloween

and i have a love/hate relationship. or maybe i mean tomorrow.

either way, they always run together.

seems that every other year on the october 31st has just been the greatest.

then the others in-between, sometimes two in a row, have just been...awful.

like the gravel thing i talk about.

i really hope tomorrow has something for me.

i won't let it off the hook, if you really ignore this one.

two in a row...will not be cool.

 the hat i almost forgot.

i was a cowboy. girl. w/e. 

hannah was an indian. 

i love my roommate

i'll say that i didn't hate a half hour of my day because of my roomie.

she is the shit.

i'm gonna miss her. :(

it's kinda nice..

ashley wrote this on top of the cake so no one

would eat it while we cooled in the kitchen ridge.

it was quite the party. actually not, but we did crank the tunes.

i love being called claire bear :)

all in all, she did good.

thanks ashely.