It's Not R.E.M. but...This One Goes Out to the One I Love

Hey everyone.

Promised a poem for a while now.

Now you get one.

Enjoy....


"Transition...After Prom Night"

Sitting here...
Speechless...

Here.

As eloquence leaves me in the dust.

Full of fear.
Shaking here.

As you send chills throughout my broken frame.

(My heart catches fire while my eyes catch a glimpse of your beauty...
Welding my heart back to its strength...)



Holding you.
(Remember to...)

Follow through.

Your ears and heart lie fragile in my clumsy hands.

(Butterfingers...)



Trusting you.
(Constructing the spine to...)

Promise you.
(everything)

...and hearing all I need in your playful voice.

(We're building trust atop the graves of the best promises we knew...
burrying our second thoughts...)

....

Refusing to.
(I couldn't bear the thought of...)

Looking back on you-

As something else I lost to all my fears.

Leaning in.
(Here we go...
do you...)

Remember when?

Your lips find mine as we realize what we've done.

(As painful memory pleads his case...
We pull the trigger and find saftey in a warrant...
Good thing we got a head start.)



My closed eyes...
(trying to...)

Fill my mind...

With all of your smiles that have been becuase of me.

One more try...
(I swear I'll give this...)

Allof my...

Breath to make sure that this is one is our last.

(As the past brings it's dulling knife across my tightened throat and dares me to

"make a move"...

your silhouette breaks his weakend knees...

and my future falls in front of you.)



It's with this pen that I have found a purpose to continue breathing.
It's with this pen that I have tried to seep another's bleeding.
And with this pen I find that my safety resides in you.

But I'd drop this pen in the next instant...

If holding it...

meant losing you.

I PROMISE I WON'T MOVE.



There it is everyone. Sorry for the delay...

My muse has gotten me into the middle of three pieces of work that I've been writing on and I finished this one first...

Wow. That felt good to give another poem out. I appreciate you guys' reading this stuff.

Anyway, It's like 3 am and I have church in like 6 hours.

Good Providence.

Sorry But this New Lifehouse Cd's Got Me Remembering Their Awesome first Stuff

Hey everyone....

Relatively quick post tonight.
Just wanted to throw down some more Lifehouse lyrics on the site.
Check this out.

"CLING AND CLATTER"

too many voices
it won't take long
which one's right
and which one's wrong
and yours is most likely
to be misunderstood

screaming in tongues
at the top of my lung
still I find you
till you found me and somehow

I always knew that you would

and I am contemplating matters
all this cling and clatter
in my head
and what you said is ringing

ringing faster

and it's all good

if you would
stop the world from making sense

and if I could
just realize

it doesn't really matter
doesn't really matter
doesn't really matter

if I could touch the sound of silence now
you know I would

if I knew how
to make these intentions come around
and now I'm hearing without listening
and believing every word that you're not saying
speaking without a sound

and I am contemplating matters
all this cling and clatter

in my head
and what you said is ringing
ringing faster

and it's all good

if you would
stop the world from making sense

and if I could
just realize it doesn't really matter
doesn't really matter
doesn't really matter

trapped inside of these four walls

walking brainless muppet dolls

mushroom face beneath the tangles

bleeding silhouette inside

dancing like an angel would

and it's all good

if you would stop the world from making sense

and if I could
just realize it doesn't really matter
doesn't really matter
doesn't really matter

and it's all good

if you would
stop the world from making sense

and if I could
just realize it doesn't really matter
doesn't really matter

all this cling and clatter

That song to this day, is one of my favorite songs period.
Feel free to interpret and respond back to the awesomeness that has been spun by Jason Wade's pen that I have posted here. Oh yeah. AND LISTEN TO THE SONG SOMEWHERE!

Poem very very very soon.

Good Providence

It's Really Over Now Huh?

The day has finally come...

The last piece of our little Senior Class is graduating tomorrow...

This goes out to the most distinguished (and best looking) guy that will cross that stage tomorrow at the Civic Center...

Happy Graduation Phillip!!!!!!!

Confetti!!!!

Hope your graduation is as sweet as knowing that even though the shiznit definately went down at Provy, you're still a brother to me. And even though we won't graduate on the same day or the same stage, no one can break the bond that we've formed over our three years together- especially with a a change in heading on our diplomas. I wish you all the best and hope to see you sophomore year in T-Town....(and no one will know...)

Love ya man...

Wait!!!!

Before I go....

You guys wanna know what CD is putting me in awesome moods these days no matter what's going on at the time?

It's the new System of A Down CD: Mezmerize.

It's entirely politically-centered. Lots of government bashing....lots of war-hating. I better not comment...but...they are very right on lots of stuff and this CD effin rocks!

My favorite track is Question! followed by the awesome and very fun Cigaro.

Everyone should definately check this one out for a fun and insightful listen.

Caution! Tons of Political Satire Ahead!
Read the lyrics before you listen or you might be confused on the first time through....(he sings real fast.)

Anyway, gotta get up at 7 in the a.m.

Good Providence

Lifehouse is Still My Favorite Band

Hey Everyone.

I don't know if many of you know it with all my talk of emo and punk rock that I spit at every given chance but....

I'm a huge Lifehouse fan.....

Like really huge.

Anyway, I had been keeping up with them during this last hiatus when possibly the coolest bass player in the world Sergio quit the band last year.

Devastation.

Anyway, I kinda stopped doing the updates on the band after that cause I figured it wouldn't be the same without him.

I was mistaken.

After hearing the single off the new album (which is aptly named "Lifehouse") called You and Me I knew that I had to have the freshness that was the new album.

Went to Wal*mart....almost bought the new Fall Out Boy (they're insane) disc....ended up with the goodness that is this new disc. Very happy with my decision.

After the mediocrity of the last album "Stanley Climbfall", Jason Wade has come back to the studio with a new intensity and a new fire in his voice. Though this album is more centered on love's lost and the hope that is falling from the yop of everything that you thought was so sturdy and so eternal, it is very inspiring and very hopeful in its hopelessness. The last two albums were very much Worship albums in that the lyrics were love songs to God and this is not opinion. I heard him say it on Jay Leno...that's why I respect him so much.

Wade's lyrical endeavors on this album are very fruitful and deal with some obvious hurt he's been carrying around since his dad left at 12. (At 15 he learned guitar and began to write...thus most of the music from the last album...) So I decided to showcase some of his work here:

"Blind"

I was young
but I wasn't naive
I watched helpless
as he turned around to leave
And still I have the pain I have to carry
A past so deep
that even you could not bury it

if you tried

After all this time
I never thought we'd be here
Never thought we'd be here

When my love for you was blind
But I couldn't make you see it
Couldn't make you see it

That I loved you more than you'll ever know

A part of me died when I let you go

I would fall asleep
Only in hopes of dreaming
That everything would be like it was before
But nights like this it seems are slowly fleeting
They disappear as reality is crashing to the floor

After all this time
I never thought we'd be here
Never thought we'd be here

When my love for you was blind
But I couldn't make you see it
Couldn't make you see it
That I loved you more than you'll ever know

A part of me died when I let you go

After all this time
Would you ever wanna leave it
Maybe you could not believe it

That my love for you was blind
But I couldn't make you see it
Couldn't make you see it
That I loved you more than you will ever know

A part of me died when I let you go

And I loved you more than you'll ever know

A part of me dies when I let you go

This is a very easy song to relate to and is probably getting most of my listens on my zen micro next to You and Me...it's so catchy....and now I have a You...Hi...

Anywho...

I would highly reccomend the new Lifehouse record if youre looking for a good change to all the static out there right now.

Oh yeah....Star Wars.

I loved the fight scenes.
I loved the armoring of Darth Vader.
I loved the foreshadowing leading up to Anakin's fall.
I loved Yoda.

I hate and hated Hayden Christiansen's horrible and scene ruining acting.
I hated Natalie Portman's sub-par performance....she was awesome in Garden State.
I hated the screenwriting... "My wife and I have always wanted to adopt a baby girl."
Samuel L. Jackson sucked as Mace....shoulda been Denzel.
Why did the midwife have to be a Robot?

Overall...Probably the 3rd best in the serious though in my opinion...here's my ranking.

1.Return of the Jedi
2. The Empire Strikes Back
3. Revenge of the Sith
4. A New Hope
5.The Phantom Menace
6.Attack of the Clones

It was really hard to put the new one at number three....but Yoda rocked so hard....so very hard.

I almost cried when he and Sidious were fighting.

I give it a B-.

Okay...sleepy.

Good Providence

P.S. I'll see you all at the THURSDAY yearbook signing.

Chris Scott is The Man

Everyone...hello.

Graduation is over and I am still in tact.

It's weird though.

Anyway, I just wanted to dedicate a post to someone I think is really really really freaking awesome. That man's name is Chris Scott.

I was just at his website...www.chrisscott.blogspot.com... and read a post that he did about our graduation.

Thanks Chris...from all of the Seniors.

It's been a tough year and I speak for all of us when I say that the fact that you think that we are the greatest senior class is very cool of you. It felt for a while there like no one had our back so thanks.

Chris out of all the guys I have had the pleasure of meeting during the play....you certainly rock the hardest...no offense mike and Catfish...and okay....Brian.

THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO CAME TO GRADUATION....

MUCH LOVE

Good Providence

P.S. see you all at yearbook signing.

Endings Don't Have to be Sad...And This is No Exception

Hey everyone.

T-Minus 16 hours 44 minutes:


Well, the moment is upon me. I'm 18 years old. It's 1:49 in the morning on my graduation day and I'm sitting here listening to The All American Rejects....

But there's a certain song's lyrics that are repeating over and over in my mind....

"The Swiss Army Romance"
Sleep with all the lights on.
You're not so happy.
You're not secure.
You're dying to look cute in your blue jeans,but you're plastic just like everyone.

You're just like everyone.

And that face you paint is pressed impressing most of us as permanent
and I'd like to see you undone.
College night will draw the crowds.
Dorms unload & your heading out.
Here is your moment to shine.
Making up a history.It's nothing from the life you lead
but man, will they buy all your lines.

Sleep with all the sheets off
bearing your mattress
bearing your soul.
And you're dying to look smooth with your tattoos
but you're searching just like everyone

could be anyone.

And the friends that you have are the best
impressing most of us as permanent
and I'd like to see you undone.

Youth's the most unfaithful mistress.
Still we forge ahead to miss her.
Rushing our moment to shine.

Making up a history,
It's nothing from the life you lead
but man will they buy all your lines.

We're not twenty-one,
but the sooner we are,
the sooner the fun will begin,
so get out your fake eyelashes,
and fake i.d's,
and real disasters ensue,
it's cool to take these chances.
It's cool to fake romances

and grow up fast.

That song is definately like one of my fave dashboard tracks.

As my hour of instant maturity comes... I am feeling a mixture of emotions.

Scared.

Elated.

Sad.

Anxious.

Excited.

Happy.

The people with whom I have shared a classroom for three long years of my life have not only shared the space between the walls of Providence Christian School with me. It is with these people that I have shared the hardest part of the process of growing up. I've cried with these people. I've laughed with these people harder than any other people on this planet. I've run from the police with some. I've rocked out with a few. I've danced with even fewer. I've stared down both the past and future with one....

But I've grown up with them all.

Three years ago God tore down every piece of plaster in the weak walls that I had built up around myself and brought me to PCS. And brought me so many new brothers and sisters (some in my class and many out of my class) that I cannot possibly name them all and refuse to be specific to honor them all.

In these past 3 years, I have grown at times that i felt my skin would burst if this frail frame of my soul were to expand any more. That's when I was broken in half. Given a new skin, and new eyes, and a clearer thought process. (Mr. Smith....I miss you) In this time I have been given much knowledge, much love, and tons of smiles. Despite the troubles I have had at PCS, I love it with all of my heart. It has been my security for a while. And now I bid her adieu.

Thanks to all those who have put a smile upon my face, knowledege in my mind, comfort to soul, guidance in the dark, and yes, even pain in my heart that I don't know can be surmounted by any amount of bloodloss....I have walked through the ash and remains and am standing with a sooty face and clear eyes, and even cleaner hopes.

To everyone reading this that is staying at Provy, I have one word of advice:

Whatever may befall you, (even if it is your heart at your feet) smile, and let everyone see the most gracious display of movement they have ever laid their eyes on.

Rock, dance, move, love, laugh,....forgive on.

and on

and on

and on....


To everyone reading this:

Pursue one thing forever. Pursue the answer to the question "Why?". Never halt your imagination and the insane directions it pulls you. You might like where you end up.

In fact: I know you will.


I'm moving closer and closer to that uncertainty everyone calls grown up. I think I'll get used to the journey.


My past shows me at least a million reasons to stop. My future shows me even more to refer to the past. But right now feels so right. Move on, young man, move on.


Thank God for Second Chances

They seem to be life consuming.


Good Providence

Final Exam

Hey everyone.

Tomorrow I take the last test of my high school career. An English Exam. I would be pumped if I actually knew what it was on. It's a five paragraph thesis essay on a random topic. We go in, read an article, then write a the essay on it and leave.

IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH ANY OF THE BOOKS WE HAVE READ THIS YEAR IN ENGLISH....

Not surprised though. Even though it could very well be on the mating habits of the orca.


I can feel my bullcrapping senses tingling.

But after all....

It's all about the teacher's perogative.

Good Providence

P.S. 3 days til graduatuion and more importantly...2 days til STAR WARS!!!!

Stand Up

This is my plug for The Dave Matthews Band's New CD:
STAND UP....

GO BUY DAVE MATTHEWS BAND's NEW CD "STAND UP"!!!!!!!!!!!!

IT IS THE GLORY....

seriously...at least check out some tracks from it....
"American Baby" is a good one to start with.

Carter Beauford is a god of drums.

Cruising...

Hey everyone. I hear that everyone on the Les Mis trip had a blast and I am thrilled for you all... much love.

The cruise was a much needed escape from Dothan...Mexico treated us well. Gracias Mexico.

Good Times:

-First night of the cruise on top of like 8 chais lounge chairs on the 11th deck of the Holiday with my girlfriend. Probably the most romantic thing I have ever participated in....Hi...
-Witnessing the jaw dropping and perhaps best cover ever of "Free Bird" I have ever seen done by "The Mexican Manilla Band"....Chris, he did the entire solo (both parts) by himself...IT WAS SICK!!!!!!
-Feeding the lyrics to "Sweet Home Alabama" to the same band.
-Almost having to fight in a disco...yeah...
-P.D.A.
-P.D.Gay.
-Special K
-"Stay strong Special K!"
-"Well, when in the aftermath of the archaeologists rebilding of the temple...they found that the result was very different from how the original temple looked..." -Pedro the Tourguide
-"WHAT!!!!??? -US
- Me singing "I'll Make Love to You" and exciting members of both sexes in the Karaoke Bar on the ship.
-Karaoke King
-"Wait... Who's single?"
-Holding Brianna's hand
-Dancing with Brianna to "Unchained Melody".
-Finding out that "In the Still of the Night" is "our" song...together.
-Every moment I was with Brianna.
-Nick's covering up skills...haha.
-Mountains (literally) of soft serve vanilla chocolate swirl ice cream.
-Cold water in a hot shower.
-24/7 pizzaria....
-"What happened to all the Reubens?"
-"Thank Yoooooooooooooooooooooooooooou!!!!!!" - Joselito the Waiter (from the Phillipines)
-Floating in Cozumel.
-Cozzy the Monkey whose confused face looks like mine.
-Brianna looks pretty when she's sleeping.
-Kayaking in the Mexican Riviera with Nick...Right Left Right Left.
-Every single hillarious TITANIC joke that was made on the cruise.

Okay...that's enough.

If you haven't noticed I have found extreme happiness again and you won't be seeing too many more (hopefully none) angry posts or poems like the last one. I had forgotten what safety felt like and Brianna's eyes remind me every day.


Expect poems for her soon.

I don't really know how to address this on here becuase it is my personal life but that's very closely linked to my creative life (and hers) soo... can't act like it isn't happening....

I'M VERY HAPPY

Thanks God...(huge smile)

Oh yeah...nobody worry about me getting in a band with those guys who hate Faith...haha. I just wanted to find out who they were.

Like I said poem soon....

Later
Good Providence

Fake Eiffel Towers Await...

Here's my latest piece...enjoy.

Fake Eiffel Towers Await...

Running Late...

I'm being fitted for my black and white,
(for about the third time now)
so I can look presentable for her.
A new skin that I will shed,
once the memories are captured.

(It's not me...but I'll wear it just to see her smile.)

She's no you.
And I'm thankful.
When we dance...

I'll bet she moves too.
(...smile!)

So...

Anyway...

Arms spread.
ME...
Praoudly displaying my wingspan...
(with you my hands stayed in my pockets...
searching them for a pick to your heart...)
I hear the faint noise of the last line between us...

A PHONE I DIDN'T BLOCK YOU FROM

Your name appears in the porthole,
and slowly is swallowed by blue.

And in about three seconds,
I imagine your voice explaining...

"I've had a(nother) change in heart..."

Don't Start.
(Keep Talking...)

And the resurrection of these dreams I've had...
of slowly killing your hope.
Are silenced by a fast heartbeat and

"Hello?"

Unsure of yourself,
(you always were)
Your studdered first word,
(your very own)
is proceded by a self-petrifying proposal.
(worst enemy)

A meeting on your side of the walls.

Your walls...
(I was only renting space.)

Your safety...
(And you're thinking of moving away?)

That'll be the day.

But,
I'm always signing treaties
so...

"Okay."

Is everything okay...?

You always called with bad news.

And I always took your punches with a naive stomach.

Anger intensifies as I glare out of the windsheild.
(I'm finally behind the steering wheel.)

And
(By God)
IF I WANNA CRASH THIS BIT... THAT'S MY DEAL

Then...
Opening doors
(So this is what you see when you see the inside...)

Your face...
Thinner than I remember.

(Perception brought us here.
Did you expect me stop?)

Did you think a lack of words would keep me from reading?

You never would....let me....

You

Behind a messy desk.
Papers piled as high as my old hopes.
You'd love me to think it belongs to you.

"College is so crazy."

seeing you...the "really you"... makes me think

...So was I.

I nearly died for something that fills its schedule to keep its mind off of how much beauty it lacks.

You know, even if you never lied to ME...
You shouldn't trust yourself.
(Take every word you say to you
as a dagger pointed at your heart...)

Too late...

Just waiting for the blade to fall...

Your words are like the cliche line in a lovely movie.

Predictable.
Runining.

So here I am explaining words you'll NEVER understand to you...

While your selfish desire screams for me to go ahead and say

"I HATE YOU!"
(i never did)

My calm and collected manner reminds you of my handle on the situation...
and others...

Anger spread across your face and you slit the throat of contemplation...

(Like murdering a wet crime scene...)

Fists slam in the middle of your busy life...

"Quit justifying your side of things!"

Oh come on.

Are you really going to cry?

Well... now we're both drowning.
You, in the self-pity falling from your own two eyes.
And me...
In regret.

(haha...look...you're schedule's getting wet.)

And in between your gasps for breath You managed a few words.

"What you said offended me.
I just wanted to bring you closure."

Well.
Excuse me if I forgot that everything was about you...

You'd think after a year and a half of that, I'd begin to comprehend...

And excuse me when I beg to differ from your definition of closure.

Closure comes as you walk out of the door.
Not when you're getting in your car.
And the door's begging for your attention.
As you're concentrating on your keys.
For you to notice...
That it's closing.

No.

See what you're doing (did)
is searching me for the scars I bear form putting up with you.
The gunshot wounds and gashes that only knives can stand to do.

Who taught you how to shoot?

Well instructed...

It's easy to say that you're easy target practice
after all the thin skinned things you've done.

Maybe If I can make you hate me...
That's when you'll leave me alone.

Or call this gunfight a draw...

Draw...

(puns can be deadly in the correct situations)

So you talk and talk and I grip this chair harder than it ever has been...

(How's that for a foundation?)

As you moan and groan about how we're basicly forever connected...
What a sad way to exist.

I won't be another you.

Stop right there.
I've had enough.

This awkward silence is all that I have to say.

"Do think that you have closure?"

Let's see what the soor has to say...

Don't let it hit you in the face.



There you have it. A little angry no? Well, hope you like. Fill up that comment space and I will see talk to you all after the Cruise. Fiddler Fam: HAVE FUN IN ORLANDO! DON'T RUN MR. WILSON TO DEATH! I won't be there to keep you all settled...haha...me...keep you all settled...
Anyway, have a great week every one. I'm headed to Cozumel! Finally!

Via con dios y
buenos providencia!

A State of Giddy

Has anyone ever noticed that milk tastes better from the jug?

It does...Way better. I reccomend it when your mom's not around.

Saw that movie Hitch tonight...not only funny but remarkably emo. Alot of cool lines in it. I definately reccomend it. It makes a good date movie.

Scratch that.... Great date movie. :)

The Cruise is MONDAY.

I don't know if I can make it another day. It's going to be great.

Especially now... :)

Well, that's it I guess...Everybody give your momma a big hug for me...seriously do something weird like say:" That hug was from Wayne."

"Who's Wayne?"

"My hero."

Don't say the last part... If you do... something horribly wrong has happened to your standards that determine heroes in your mind...Superman is a far better hero...Even Underdog...

Anyway....Poem tomorrow... Cross my heart...

Good Providence

Remember Me? My name is Wayne...and I love Emery.

Hey everyone. I realize I havent posted in a few days and I'm sorry. But I also realize that I post way more than alot of other people I know and they know who they are... anyway here's some really good stuff from my new favorite band Emery. They hold it down like you couldn't believe.
Here's a taste:

"The Ponytail Parades"


Three sleepless nights,
this isn't how its supposed to be.
But you are so good at taking your time to get back to me.


I will wait for you forever, if you would just ask me.
I thought that I could change you.
But you changed me.

But it doesn't feel right,
holding someone else's hand.

Together on phone lines,
and living at two opposite ends.

It scares me to think,
that you could find takers...
other than me...

and better than me.

But you're head is elsewhere,
and I’m talking enough for both of us.
When will you see it's not
(it’s not)
so easy for me.
You’re careless,
and whispered,
insulting,
and bruising.

And I thought that you said things were improving.

These laces are untied,but my feet are still walking away.
(I fall from you eyes, your eyes I trusted, you said forever)
I never thought that you could say these words.
Is this really happening?

(Don't say that we can still be friends)

Erase my name from this page.
How can you take all these days
(What is inside of me what have I done?)
and throw them away
(Is this the only way that you will notice me?)
as I sit here waiting for you.
(for you)

(Dead words for closed ears all this is sung for you)
I stay up nights
(If you are still pretending this is what's right)
until stars leave the sky
(Why cant you look at me can you only see?)
knowing what my dreams can take away
(Sides, your side, can take away)
Walk away from me.

This night is done.

This is such a beautiful song and if you want to hear it go to www.emerymusic.com and there's this little line at the bottom of the screen with the numbers one through ten where you can hear their entire cd: the weak's end. Just click over to number 2 for this little ditty.

Well, I suppose that's it for today. I'll have to do something special for me leaving for the cruise in a few days so you will all have something to read when I'm in Cozumel. Anyway, thanks for stopping by again.

Good Providence

In 4 Months My Address Will Be: The Starbucks at Riverside West, The Universtity of Alabama

Hey everyone...got my residential life confirmation from UA today. I'm gonna be at Riverside West...

I'm gonna have a Starbucks in my apartment building!....and I'm sure everything else is nice...

STARBUCKS!!!!!!!

Just got back from seeing my choir friends from Provy do an amazing job tonight at First Pres.

ONCE AGAIN....

Lauren H: I was blown away by the beauty of your voice....

(You remain to be my favorite band.)

Speaking of favorite bands...
One of the few Christian bands that I will listen to, Emery, has a new CD out (new to me anyway) entitled: the weak's end . It is amazing. I bought it today and have listened to it about 5 times all the way through.

It's knocking my socks completely off. TB&G abounds in it.
Big props to my Fiddler Fam for the gift certificate so I could have the coolest cd I've had in a while...

Kind of in between poems right now...hopefully one soon...

School is becoming rediculously tedious....stay calm...

Cruise can't come sooner...

GO BUY EMERY!!!: the weak's end... because if you don't you're gonna hate yourself for missing out on all the cool music that us hipsters are rocking out to...

Good Providence

Should We Even Care Anymore?

I've just returned home from Lake Martin... lots of laughs. Lots of life. Lots of man-love.

Kidding.

(Or is he?)

The water was freezing.



This is the last week of school we seniors have before we go to Cozumel on the Cruise.

One week...yipes. It's going to be so hard to concentrate on anything that isn't either hillarious or painful....try to do my best.

I've been throwing around the idea with some friends of mine of doing a site for nothing but random humor and the purpose of laughter. You know...skits, funny poems, satires...etceteras... What do you all think? I NEED FEEDBACK ON THIS...

Anyway, nothing really more to say...hope the Fiddler party was tons of fun for everyone.

Peace

Good Providence