Imagine me in a gown white and flowery, And you thanking Dad for my dowry, A church full of folks, those last minute jokes, I'll buy that dream...
Matt is eating dinner with the Ryniker fam tonight. Lucky. In fact, los padres, los tios, los hermanos y el richard hampton will all be there. Lucky indeed. And one more person whose identity I'm not sure if I may reveal yet.... one day though.
A honeymoon in Cairo, in a brand new autogyro, Then off to Rio for a drink, We'll settle down in Dallas, In a little plastic palace, Oh it's not as crazy as you think...
Today at the Y with Mary Jane I sat at the end of the lane again. I was continuing to read through Matthew when a lifeguard named Joe came and asked me which book I was in. It was easy to tell he was a christian. He goes to ACC and wants to become a nurse. I asked if he was involved in a college group, which he is, heavily. He went to Turkey with them earlier this summer. I would have invited him to HSL, but lets not divide the body. However, I was completely interested in talking to him. This is monumental. Usually, I shell up into my little, well, shell and don't enjoy speaking with those whom I do not know. However, I branched out. I decided to extend love in the form of genuine interest in his life and ambitions (in a purely platonic, flashing my ring with every gesture of my hand sort of way). I felt this, although small to many, to be a monumental break though. I chose to be, in the tiniest sense perhaps completely undetectable by those around me, outgoing. Interesting.
Imagine me on our first anniversary, With some one like you in the nursery, Oh, it doesn't sound bad, And if it can be had, I'll buy that dream...
This song is on one of Mary Jane's lovely 1950s cds. This may slowly become my new favorite type of secular music...
Imagine me eighty three wearing glasses, And you ninety two making passes, It doesn't sound bad, and if it can be had, I'll buy that dream...
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