Monday, August 30, 2010
Headin to Starbucks
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Buskerfest '10
Monday, August 23, 2010
galibardy.com
A Two Week Update...
For those who don't know, I have an amazingly beautiful niece. I love her to pieces and any chance I have to spend a little time with her I cherish. Last weekend I had the opportunity to take her to the park and the beach. Not just fun for her but fun for her aunty Maggie as well. Thankfully my best friend Emily came along for the ride.


Monday, August 9, 2010
Beerfest '10 Toronto

Friday, August 6, 2010
Favourite Summer Recipes
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Ahhhh Summer
The House That Built Me
by: Miranda Lambert
I know they say you cant go home again.
I just had to come back one last time.
Ma'am I know you don't know me from Adam.
But these handprints on the front steps are mine.
And up those stairs, in that little back bedroom
is where I did my homework and I learned to play guitar.
And I bet you didn't know under that live oak
my favorite dog is buried in the yard.
I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
this brokenness inside me might start healing.
Out here its like I'm someone else,
I thought that maybe I could find myself
if I could just come in I swear I'll leave.
Won't take nothing but a memory
from the house that built me.
Mama cut out pictures of houses for years.
From 'Better Homes and Garden' magazines.
Plans were drawn, concrete poured,
and nail by nail and board by board
Daddy gave life to mama's dream.
I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
this brokenness inside me might start healing.
Out here its like I'm someone else,
I thought that maybe I could find myself.
If I could just come in I swear I'll leave.
Won't take nothing but a memory
from the house that built me.
You leave home, you move on and you do the best you can.
I got lost in this whole world and forgot who I am.
I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
this brokenness inside me might start healing.
Out here its like I'm someone else,
I thought that maybe I could find myself.
If I could walk around I swear I'll leave.
Won't take nothing but a memory
from the house that built me.