tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-104602832024-03-07T02:38:50.948-05:00Of all the things that go unsaid.Undifferentiated NothingnessSuzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11220218809930412105noreply@blogger.comBlogger1340125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10460283.post-28538440134442739512017-04-07T14:01:00.002-04:002017-04-07T14:01:10.914-04:00<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;">23 Spotify playlists</span></div>
<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;">13 poems</span></div>
<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;">5 concerts</span></div>
<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;">3 zoo visits</span></div>
<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;">1 crumb cake</span></div>
<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;">35 clementines</span></div>
<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;">10 bloody marys </span></div>
<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;">8 brunches</span></div>
<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;">19 dinners</span></div>
<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;">1 orchid evening</span></div>
<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;">1 full day of S-town</span></div>
<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;">2 fixed doors</span></div>
<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;">3 breakfasts</span></div>
<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;">5 taxis</span></div>
<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;">1 mailed card</span></div>
<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;">2 books</span></div>
<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;">4 movies</span></div>
<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;">1 boat</span></div>
<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;">2 NPR show tapings </span></div>
<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;">3 German pretzels</span></div>
<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;">3 tv series</span></div>
<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;">65 jelly beans</span></div>
<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 12pt;">1 hand delivered pineapple</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;">2 months between 2 hearts β€β€</span></div>
Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11220218809930412105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10460283.post-45185516634817871982017-03-20T10:22:00.001-04:002017-03-20T10:22:43.209-04:00municipal birds<br />
chirping wildly with<br />
the melting snow<br />
<br />
friday nights drift<br />
into saturdays<br />
slow mornings<br />
<br />
brunch on the block<br />
in the 80's<br />
<br />
"i wanna dance with somebody"<br />
i wanna split pancakes with somebody<br />
<br />
mani/pedi kiss<br />
see you laters<br />
<br />
air plant surprise<br />
and unplayed jukebox<br />
entries<br />
<br />
coffee shakes and<br />
crack pie<br />
and<br />
coffee stout near Tuxedo park<br />
<br />
romantic light<br />
and<br />
romantic conversation<br />
about<br />
the romantics we both are<br />
to<br />
each other<br />
<br />
steak and mac and cheese and<br />
brussel sprouts<br />
stinky liquor and<br />
elevator bathrooms<br />
and<br />
cab rides to the bedroom.<br />
<br />
man, we're so good at<br />
weekending.Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11220218809930412105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10460283.post-55669178730792459102017-03-06T17:18:00.001-05:002017-03-06T17:18:46.674-05:00I'm bursting<br />
<br />
saturday mid afternoon<br />
carried by the light<br />
and your arms<br />
and 3pm urges<br />
<br />
we move in ways<br />
we move in wants<br />
we move<br />
until we are still<br />
but yearning for more<br />
<br />
<br />
and so now<br />
among the thoughts of<br />
Get Out hand holding<br />
Iona leg rubbing<br />
Full Circle knee bumping<br />
Greenpoint Fish and Lobster food sharing<br />
NYBG Orchid evening photographing<br />
and<br />
Sunday Morning snuggling<br />
<br />
are<br />
<br />
two playlists<br />
after<br />
chance elevator encounters<br />
with<br />
missed opportunities<br />
two racing hearts<br />
behind closed doors.<br />
<br />Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11220218809930412105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10460283.post-77695794908764665042017-03-01T12:29:00.000-05:002017-03-01T12:29:03.026-05:00<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/NucJk8TxyRg" width="560"></iframe>Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11220218809930412105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10460283.post-69404206588965469352017-02-20T17:19:00.000-05:002017-03-06T17:19:51.177-05:00this heart rate monitor did not sign up for this.<br />
<br />
circles and circles and circles and circles<br />
around the upper east side<br />
<br />
the humid lemurs sleep<br />
<br />
penguin smiles<br />
and<br />
pig hairdos<br />
<br />
it's no shirt volleyball weather<br />
in mid February<br />
<br />
perfect for slow apple picking portrait strolls<br />
and<br />
cold rock sitting stories of the mental health of art<br />
<br />
4 hours is so long to wait<br />
to<br />
kiss him again.<br />
<br />
FDR drive memories<br />
to Troy<br />
The Sopranos<br />
The Great Bridge<br />
<br />
he helps me exit the car.<br />
<br />
<br />
Oscar Nominated Animated Shorts<br />
at<br />
Alamo<br />
with<br />
boozy shakes and<br />
eating so quickly<br />
so that<br />
i can hold<br />
his hand<br />
again.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11220218809930412105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10460283.post-23794087217386721032017-02-17T15:21:00.002-05:002017-02-17T15:21:23.730-05:00all are equal to a falling raindrop<br />
<br />
i need an arepa<br />
and<br />
a knitting<br />
emoji.<br />
<br />
is it Saturday, yet?<br />
<br />
lunch brings pleasures and pains.<br />
beside him.<br />
<br />
<br />
he likes my mini golf idea.<br />
<br />
<br />
The Beach is read and watched<br />
1/4 of the way through.<br />
<br />
March Saturdays are<br />
free<br />
<br />
and<br />
<br />
we<br />
<br />
we<br />
<br />
we<br />
<br />
we. WE.<br />
<br />
will spend one of them<br />
at<br />
the NYBG<br />
Orchid Evenings.<br />
<br />
Thailand Theme.<br />
<br />
him: "This is lovely! You're endlessly thoughtful. I can't wait."<br />
<br />
So I quickly run<br />
into the hall<br />
to<br />
slow walk and<br />
smile big.<br />
<br />
hashtag Is this real life?<br />
<br />
<br />Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11220218809930412105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10460283.post-35933750244512417732017-02-16T10:58:00.000-05:002017-02-16T10:58:44.429-05:00in the car<br />
in the bathtub<br />
in the cold heat<br />
<br />
in the living room<br />
in the kitchen<br />
in my bed<br />
<br />
catching up on This Is Us<br />
<br />
i wait<br />
<br />
<br />
i'm hung over<br />
and<br />
exhausted<br />
and<br />
ready to shut my eyes<br />
<br />
<br />
my wrist vibrates<br />
with his name.<br />
<br />
and<br />
<br />
he makes plans like i make plans.<br />
<br />
<br />Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11220218809930412105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10460283.post-26631171131947865442017-02-15T09:57:00.001-05:002017-02-15T15:28:16.140-05:00after work drink at Sunny's in Red Hook<br />
the sailors and Etta<br />
and<br />
pick up line competitions smelling of BO<br />
<br />
Narragansett sing along<br />
tiny dancer<br />
on<br />
the toilet ledge<br />
<br />
i had my first cigarette in 6 years.<br />
<br />
whiskey came<br />
unordered<br />
and<br />
went<br />
graciously between Scott and Nick<br />
<br />
but<br />
<br />
neither mattered.<br />
<br />
so i stood and stood<br />
and<br />
we laughed and laughed<br />
and<br />
talked boats until my fingers felt drunk<br />
<br />
smiles meant for<br />
the dedication pages of The Beach<br />
<br />
he offered<br />
i grinned.<br />
<br />
Patagonia maps<br />
and<br />
moaning wails<br />
and<br />
i keep looking towards the door<br />
because i cannot contain<br />
anything<br />
nor<br />
do i care<br />
<br />
so we hop on a boat<br />
and<br />
another boat<br />
and<br />
another boat<br />
and<br />
i did not wear the right shoes for this.<br />
<br />
gloveless we huddled<br />
in the rear of the vessel<br />
and<br />
came upon<br />
her.<br />
there<br />
in the East River.<br />
<br />
glowing.<br />
i'm glowing.<br />
we're glowing.<br />
she's glowing.<br />
our hands. locked. tight.<br />
<br />
my teeth were frozen<br />
and<br />
my eyeballs full of water<br />
and<br />
his eyeballs.<br />
<br />
first kisses<br />
should always<br />
be on a boat<br />
<br />
in the middle of the east river<br />
in the middle of winter<br />
in the middle of the night.<br />
<br />
on Valentine's Day.Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11220218809930412105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10460283.post-36906294140062943942017-02-06T12:34:00.000-05:002017-02-15T15:29:56.266-05:00I want something to rely on.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
phone calls from a ghost<br />
familiar and fun<br />
<br />
<br />
i find myself, again.<br />
<br />
<br />
i repeat and repeat and repeat<br />
<br />
and re-pot and re-pot and re-pot<br />
and<br />
mourn<br />
<br />
<br />
throw away the microwave<br />
and<br />
any attempt<br />
<br />
<br />
care for a 90 year old stranger<br />
and my father<br />
and my soul<br />
through an unfunny matinee<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
i move through the apartment quietly<br />
as though<br />
nothing ever happened here.<br />
<br />
<br />
i drink from the water bottle<br />
and<br />
sleep under colder sheets<br />
<br />
<br />
what keeps us moving?<br />
<br />
it can't be silence.<br />
it can't be neglect.<br />
it can't be hope.<br />
<br />
<br />
because i hoped and hoped and hoped.<br />
<br />
<br />Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11220218809930412105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10460283.post-80461782411545795022016-11-29T15:41:00.001-05:002016-11-29T15:41:28.704-05:00<script src="https://www.etsy.com/assets/js/etsy_mini_shop.js" type="text/javascript"></script><script type="text/javascript">new Etsy.Mini(6216427,'thumbnail',3,3,0,'https://www.etsy.com');</script>Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11220218809930412105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10460283.post-1333961820280205402016-01-01T12:06:00.003-05:002016-01-01T12:06:22.823-05:00Awe. Last week, I read an article that told me it would be good exercise for my brain if I could find something to be in awe of every single day. While focusing on this directive over the past several days, I've realized that I've already participated in this type of activity, daily, for most of my life. Whether it be watching a Facebook video of a dancer performing a difficult routine, or seeing a stranger help another stranger on the street, or being as still as possible while Dylan sleeps in my arms and snores through his tiny Yorkie nose. If you take the time to appreciate things, they'll easily fill your heart to maximum capacity and make your brain process everything a little more intensely. Let those little things tickle your senses until they penetrate your organs, then let them resonate there for however long you have to savor them. That's awe.Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11220218809930412105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10460283.post-1758108577178423712014-10-01T23:29:00.002-04:002014-10-01T23:29:44.950-04:00I have<br />
my grandmother's nose<br />
and<br />
one-way texts.<br />
<br />
Ravioli pizza<br />
with another<br />
tastes just the same.<br />
<br />
I'm motosuzy<br />
and<br />
suzypineapples<br />
but<br />
not the girl who hurt you.<br />
<br />
but<br />
you won't let me be me<br />
and<br />
you'll say that I don't like you<br />
and<br />
you'll give up on all of those times<br />
<br />
singing children's songs in the '29<br />
spinning across the seat of the Merc<br />
go karts and drive-ins<br />
90's tunes in bed<br />
Jumbo junior<br />
Italian ices and bocce ball<br />
slow drives on the north shore<br />
spotify playlists<br />
and<br />
singing wildly on the ride home from the shack upstate.<br />
stoop sitting silhouettes<br />
and<br />
root beer drinking lovers<br />
with raccoon skulls<br />
and<br />
dirty birds<br />
and<br />
so<br />
much<br />
love.Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11220218809930412105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10460283.post-32044111136951795172014-09-28T22:56:00.000-04:002014-09-28T22:56:19.427-04:00it's<br />
head on door<br />
shallow breath<br />
dead armed<br />
you just left <br />
despair. <br />
<br />
it's<br />
i love you<br />
and<br />
you love me<br />
and<br />
i'll call you<br />
sometime<br />
this week<br />
despair.<br />
<br />
<br />
it's<br />
texts about<br />
benches<br />
peaches<br />
songs<br />
poems<br />
ducatis<br />
fxrs<br />
birthdays<br />
daughters<br />
curly blond hair<br />
and<br />
gold star<br />
despair.<br />
<br />
it's<br />
everything<br />
and<br />
nothing.<br />
<br />
you're<br />
everything<br />
and<br />
nothing.<br />
<br />
and<br />
<br />
i'm here<br />
behind this door<br />
unable to move. <br />
<br />Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11220218809930412105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10460283.post-69160307641405701712014-08-19T17:36:00.002-04:002014-08-19T17:36:29.617-04:00you whistle<br />
i'll hum<br />
a dreamy lil lullaby<br />
somewhere across the sea <br />
<br />
french films<br />
full of romance<br />
and<br />
duke ellington.<br />
<br />
tall mannequins<br />
relocated<br />
without arms<br />
<br />
peekaboos and a coochy coochy coos<br />
for awkward laughs<br />
before we change rooms<br />
<br />
and you take off your boots. <br />
<br />
winnie the poohing<br />
you'll stay a little longer<br />
<br />
tonight,<br />
you belong to me. Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11220218809930412105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10460283.post-1755067792842835392014-08-19T16:25:00.000-04:002014-08-19T16:25:03.584-04:00<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/BqtmXnQZ6Qk" width="420"></iframe>Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11220218809930412105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10460283.post-19532216016820566632014-08-14T15:12:00.000-04:002014-08-14T15:12:31.993-04:00breathing in the night<br />
the heaviness<br />
created by our four lips.<br />
<br />
we creep forward<br />
and back<br />
and up to floor 4.<br />
<br />
<br />
you'll buy a couch<br />
and<br />
i'll walk with a ghost<br />
on a crisp August afternoon<br />
out east and down south.<br />
<br />
craving the intimacy<br />
less than a day old.<br />
<br />
<br />
and i'll smile<br />
this smile<br />
<br />
born from the thoughts of<br />
your hand on my thigh<br />
and<br />
the sound of you whistling<br />
and<br />
the way you look at me<br />
when<br />
<br />
we're making up. <br />
<br />Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11220218809930412105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10460283.post-3670073967118327052014-08-07T17:17:00.000-04:002014-08-07T17:44:21.741-04:00Somewhere lurking through the welcomed phone calls was a sneaky post on social media. He's got a couple of hotrod Fords and I've got a year old Ducati. We've got Willie and Dylan and peek-a-boos and twisting rings. Late nights belong to my couch and the horrid stench of smoke on his hands. We'll buy a birth gun for Rambo and watch the old timers play bocce on the water in Queens. He'll pretend to be re-building a Triumph while I pretend that it's fine that he doesn't ride. And we'll dance to Doo Wop with our shoulders. He'll spin me across the bench seat of his '51 Merc while we drive through the country on Saturdays and Sundays. My cheeks will burn from smiling and I'll yearn for his touch while resonating in the stillness that he hates. And we'll fuss and fuss and fuss on Wednesdays. Before and after movie night. When our bellies are full and off limits to raspberries. Because there's a sweetness that we can't let go and a playfulness we keep it tucked behind. He'll tell me to be careful in a tone that really actually means that he means it.
He means it.
And I swoon.
Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11220218809930412105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10460283.post-22069297132596316452013-12-11T00:00:00.001-05:002013-12-11T00:00:40.972-05:00Suz.βππΆβπ shared an Instagram photo with you<div style="padding: 20px; -webkit-border-radius: 5px; -moz-border-radius: 5px; border-radius:5px; width:550; margin:0px auto; font-size:18px; font-family:'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial"> Hello, <p> <span style="font-weight:bold">Suz.βππΆβπ</span> just shared an <a style="text-decoration:none; color: #2f79c2" href="http://instagram.com/">Instagram</a> photo with you: </p> <div style='margin:0px auto; width: 480px; text-align:center'> <a style="color:#2f79c2; text-decoration:none; font-style:italic; font-size:0.6em" href="http://instagram.com/p/hxM5aVCKsS/"> <img style='margin-bottom: 0.4em; box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888; -webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888; -moz-box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888;' src="https://distilleryimage11.s3.amazonaws.com/e158c944622011e38acb127b55e94117_8.jpg"/> <br/>view full image </a> <p style="font-size:0.8em"> "No sleep til tiger hat!! Kinda proud of myself for designing and executing this in one night. Details to come... #peacockandpineapples #handknit #originaldesign #organiccotton π―π" <br/> </p> </div> Thanks,<br/> The Instagram Team </div> Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11220218809930412105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10460283.post-73077805357910152182013-12-06T15:38:00.001-05:002013-12-06T15:38:38.985-05:00Suz.βππΆβπ shared an Instagram photo with you<div style="padding: 20px; -webkit-border-radius: 5px; -moz-border-radius: 5px; border-radius:5px; width:550; margin:0px auto; font-size:18px; font-family:'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial"> Hello, <p> <span style="font-weight:bold">Suz.βππΆβπ</span> just shared an <a style="text-decoration:none; color: #2f79c2" href="http://instagram.com/">Instagram</a> photo with you: </p> <div style='margin:0px auto; width: 480px; text-align:center'> <a style="color:#2f79c2; text-decoration:none; font-style:italic; font-size:0.6em" href="http://instagram.com/p/hmAZ8NCKlH/"> <img style='margin-bottom: 0.4em; box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888; -webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888; -moz-box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888;' src="https://distilleryimage3.s3.amazonaws.com/41accdfe5eb611e3941d12da869fd321_8.jpg"/> <br/>view full image </a> <p style="font-size:0.8em"> "β€οΈ #peacockandpineapples π" <br/> </p> </div> Thanks,<br/> The Instagram Team </div> Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11220218809930412105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10460283.post-82311509141478284422013-11-25T07:48:00.001-05:002013-11-25T07:48:14.506-05:00Suz.βππΆβπ shared an Instagram photo with you<div style="padding: 20px; -webkit-border-radius: 5px; -moz-border-radius: 5px; border-radius:5px; width:550; margin:0px auto; font-size:18px; font-family:'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial"> Hello, <p> <span style="font-weight:bold">Suz.βππΆβπ</span> just shared an <a style="text-decoration:none; color: #2f79c2" href="http://instagram.com/">Instagram</a> photo with you: </p> <div style='margin:0px auto; width: 480px; text-align:center'> <a style="color:#2f79c2; text-decoration:none; font-style:italic; font-size:0.6em" href="http://instagram.com/p/hI1w17CKsw/"> <img style='margin-bottom: 0.4em; box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888; -webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888; -moz-box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888;' src="https://distilleryimage4.s3.amazonaws.com/a401ed8a55cf11e38f7312f452da4cc0_8.jpg"/> <br/>view full image </a> <p style="font-size:0.8em"> "Best surprise from the best boyfriend in the history of the world. I'm one goddamn lucky lady. ππππ€πΆ" <br/> </p> </div> Thanks,<br/> The Instagram Team </div> Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11220218809930412105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10460283.post-25066731714530153232013-10-28T17:13:00.001-04:002013-10-28T17:13:42.926-04:00<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/N8RMgSpxAb4" width="420"></iframe><br />Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11220218809930412105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10460283.post-36641449692979581512013-10-02T16:19:00.001-04:002013-10-02T16:19:40.156-04:00The Head and the Heart - Another Story [OFFICIAL LYRIC VIDEO]<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/Zo0UfKqwB94" width="459"></iframe>Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11220218809930412105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10460283.post-26533297967498343822013-08-07T13:53:00.000-04:002013-08-07T13:53:06.092-04:00<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/RCQV7FYlwlE" width="420"></iframe><br />Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11220218809930412105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10460283.post-27395942334168880072013-07-01T17:45:00.001-04:002013-07-01T17:45:21.893-04:00<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/MEQJ0k8gcyk" width="480"></iframe>Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11220218809930412105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10460283.post-5912333199217296552013-06-16T01:53:00.000-04:002013-06-16T01:54:08.233-04:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvUAChwDxqMGoft-e02CLshYJ7TgDYaaxzr459Fd49NXhg7l2oz8IJlMf4juClBO7LBo3cEvC6PwCEHbMFMbQESn7q93xj1yoKB4K92VCULY86RX52DdxZRSrAo6MvBFCtgzoo2w/s1600/photo-748234.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvUAChwDxqMGoft-e02CLshYJ7TgDYaaxzr459Fd49NXhg7l2oz8IJlMf4juClBO7LBo3cEvC6PwCEHbMFMbQESn7q93xj1yoKB4K92VCULY86RX52DdxZRSrAo6MvBFCtgzoo2w/s320/photo-748234.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5889955150435207778" /></a></p>Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11220218809930412105noreply@blogger.com