Seether: Rise Above This

Take the light and darken everything around me
Call the clouds and listen closely, I'm lost without you
Call your name every day when I feel so helpless
I've fallin' down but I'll rise above this, rise above this

Hate the mind, regrets are better left unspoken
For all we know this void will grow and
Everything's in vain, distressing you though it leaves me open
Feels so right, but I'll end this all before it gets me

Call your name every day, when I feel so helpless
I've fallin' down but I'll rise above this, rise above this
Call your name every day when I seem so helpless
I've fallin' down but I'll rise above this, rise above this doubt

I'll mend myself before it gets me
(I'll mend myself before it gets me)
I'll mend myself before it gets me
(I'll mend myself before it gets me)

Call your name every day, when I feel so helpless
I've fallin' down but I'll rise above this, rise above this
Call your name every day, when I seem so helpless
I'm fallin' down but I'll rise above this, rise above this
Forty eight ways to say that I'm feelin' helpless
Fallin' down, fallin down', but I'll rise above this, rise above this doubt.

The La-De-Frickin-Da Tour

Last Wednesday, my Mom, me and two of my sisters went into Manhattan to participate in a discussion about the book, "To Kill A Mockingbird." About a month ago this simple two hour event evolved into an overnight stay including visits to a formal garden, a museum and afternoon tea at The Plaza.

Well, la-de-frickin-da!

The four of us shared one room in this lovely hotel. (Yeah, that's right, one room! When I was growing up, the four of us shared a TENT with my other sister, my Dad and two dogs, so this was really livin'!



This is where they made me sleep (I'm the youngest):



This is where they got to sleep:



Stephen Colbert was one of the speakers at the "To Kill a Mockingbird" tribute.



The next day, we walked around some beautiful formal gardens a friend of Mom's recommended. We've been into the city a million times and never knew these gardens existed:







I have no idea who this guy is, but he seems nice. haha!













OK, enough flowers. Time to head out for our oh-so-pretentious tea:

Sister Nancy's hand:



Sister Cathy's face:



My tea pot:



Nancy wanted to steal the flower. She's checking to see if anyone's looking. (can't take us anywhere)



To prevent an embarrassing scene, I told her I'd take a picture of it:



We decided since we spent an inordinate amount of money on tea and tiny sandwiches, we had a right to run around the hotel. Still...we tried to be discreet:



Mom kept her distance from us.



This gorgeous room was being set up for some exclusive party, but since it was sitting unattended... well, can you blame us? We walked all over that sucka.









Nancy trying to look like she belonged there:





The Angry Chairs:



"Moooooom!! We've taken enough pictures!! Let's go hoooome!"





Back on Long Island, I took Henry to the beach for the very first time. He hated it.



"What have I done with my life? Chased a few squirrels. Ate a few treats. I had a few really great naps, but really, where am I going with this crazy thing called life?"









And finally, Henry with his new Mommy. Hope they get along!