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I Gave Her My Heart, She Gave Me A Pen.: November 2014
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I Gave Her My Heart, She Gave Me A Pen. Saturday, November 8, 2014. Board shorts and flip flops. I've been waiting for fall to come for forever now. Because i've been stuck in a never ending summer. In my mind time hasn't changed - it's held still and frozen in memories. Memories of board shorts and flip flops. Snow cones and hikes in the mountains. Early morning bike rides and late night walks in the park. Waking up to the sunrise and falling asleep under the stars. Movie marathons and days at lagoon.
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I Gave Her My Heart, She Gave Me A Pen.: a mess of broken hearts and love notes
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I Gave Her My Heart, She Gave Me A Pen. Saturday, November 1, 2014. A mess of broken hearts and love notes. I think i'm in love with love. But i think i hate love too. I guess i wouldn't know though because i don't think i've been in love before. I thought i was once. But they say if you have to think about it even a little bit then it's not love. But since i let that one slip through my fingers i haven't found anything that compares. Some have been close. Who said that anyways? What exactly is a cliche?
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I Gave Her My Heart, She Gave Me A Pen.: this ones for the real men
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I Gave Her My Heart, She Gave Me A Pen. Thursday, April 24, 2014. This ones for the real men. This one is for my hero. Not the guy who throws touchdowns on sunday afternoons. Or the guy who beats up villains in tights. This is for the man who works 7-5 each day to put food on my table. For the man who taught me a job worth doing is worth doing right. For the man who told me a person is only as good as their word. This one is for the man with the best beard in utah county. This one is for my best friend.
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I Gave Her My Heart, She Gave Me A Pen.: December 2013
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I Gave Her My Heart, She Gave Me A Pen. Tuesday, December 24, 2013. This one is to the good times. And to the bad times. To the fun we’ve had together. And to the arguments we’ve had with each other. I remember when we stayed up til’ 3am watching Say Yes to the Dress just because I wanted to stay up and talk to you. I remember when you made me kill that mouse with Lysol and rocks when I was 4 and then you held me after and we cried together. Been one of my best friends and greatest listeners. We used to ...
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I Gave Her My Heart, She Gave Me A Pen.: April 2014
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I Gave Her My Heart, She Gave Me A Pen. Thursday, April 24, 2014. This ones for the real men. This one is for my hero. Not the guy who throws touchdowns on sunday afternoons. Or the guy who beats up villains in tights. This is for the man who works 7-5 each day to put food on my table. For the man who taught me a job worth doing is worth doing right. For the man who told me a person is only as good as their word. This one is for the man with the best beard in utah county. This one is for my best friend.
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I Gave Her My Heart, She Gave Me A Pen.: September 2013
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I Gave Her My Heart, She Gave Me A Pen. Sunday, September 29, 2013. This is just a shout out to all of the great bloggers in our class. And I mean there are some DANG. Good ones. So here are just a couple of pictures that describe how I feel when I'm trying to come up with something to write after I've read some of them. So thank you to those that have inspired me and have challenged me to keep up with their amazing work. You're not scared of the dark. You're scared of what's in it. I don't care anymore.
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Grace Kelly: November 2013
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I tried to be like Grace Kelly but all her looks were too sad. Sunday, November 17, 2013. Stuck in a box. Do you ever feel like you’re just watching? Watching the world go by. Watching the sunrise and the sunset. Watching the seasons change. Watching people live their lives while you just stare, emotionless, as though you don’t even exist. It’s like I’m stuck behind glass SCREAMING. I feel like a piece of paper that can’t move past the fact that it can never go back to being a tree. I have dreams and ide...
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Grace Kelly: Second Chances
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I tried to be like Grace Kelly but all her looks were too sad. Tuesday, March 11, 2014. I’ve never really been afraid of dying until now. Death has always been a metaphor for broken hearts and dirty dishes. But the truth is I am terrified of dying, maybe because a week ago death was all too real for me. How many moments in life can you look back and say, “That’s when it all changed”? I can honestly say March 2, 2014 is a day I will never forget. But it all started the night of February 27. Thank you for ...
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Elizabeth Woolridge Grant: I remember
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Young and Gettin it. Sunday, January 5, 2014. I remember thinking birds and bees were just birds and bees. And screwing was a toolbox term. I remember when your name use to come up on my phone. Lying in that hotel room on the right bedside and you smelled of oak. I remember my recess lady Mrs. O. She was so scary and always looked like a man. I remember Breaking your heart. Crying so hard on that staircase. Longer and harder than ever. How embarrassing I cried that hard for you. Pluto should be a planet.