Dreamworld By Ryan Sandberg

Angels fish in the great lakes of laughter,
impregnating the rainclouds with smiles,
the giggling is glorious now and hereafter,
cascading in heavenly styles.

Who does one lock in a chest with no key
if that one is alone with not one with to be?
the angels of course they bring path to the lost
when their fiery horse sings its way through the frost.

It's not that a friend has not one to defend,
but in oxygens end we have learned to depend.
Shimmering mirrors of Million-watt faces
nudge your feet with their eyes on a need-to-know basis.

Memorize feelings felt deep from inside.
They're your friends, they're your foes,
they're your worst fears denied.

DREAMS.

Happy Birthday Tiffy!

My Mother, i mean sister...

This blog is all about my beautiful sister tiffany from the point of view from her wide eyed and idolizing little brother. you may think that sounds like a sandberg exaggeration, but... you're mistaken. Tiffany is my idol and i'll tell you why. Tiffany doesn't really know this but i remember when i was younger and in elementary school a teacher would ask us all to write a paper on our hero. now i remember my little brain wondering who i admire and look up to most. everyone else wrote about their parents. i wrote about my sister. you see i never could understand it but my sister tiffany Never excluded me. if she went somewhere, I came along. although i don't really ever remember her giving me the choice- ha she would just say, "hey ryan get your shoes on, were going to my friends house." of course i would have said yes everytime she asked anyways. She even took me on dates! and by that i mean, her, a boy, and ME. even when it was to a place i really didn't wanna go like castles and coasters or something. i'm way afraid of roller coasters yet there i was, riding the swinging pirate ship! (tiff is the only person to ever have been sly enough to even get me in line for one of those things, let alone ride it.) "oh its not even bad, its like your swings at recess..." her including me was such a small thing really, but eventually i started noticing that not every little brother is fanned and fed grapes like i was. my friends sometimes would ask their sisters, "hey will you get me some water?" afterwhich i'd be surprised to see the sibling say, "bite me". oh. i thought. thank you tiffany. perhaps one of tiffany's GREATEST moments for me was when she announced that she's bringing her soccer team over to our house for a slumber party. it was a FEMALE soccer team mind you. and they were all models in my eyes, them being two grades older! ah, shangri la. now lets assess the situation. WHO, tell me who would let their brother hang out with the team? my sister is the best. we went tee peeing, and made gingerbread houses, and made mummies out of each other.. i remember it like it was yesterday. (although my vision was a little blurry because tiff said i would score more points with the girls if i didn't wear my glasses...) anyway. just so all you know, this is the caliber of person were dealing with. this is Tiffany Knox. she's an amazing mother and friend. and i mean that with all my heart. tiff and me get along like anzlie with a microphone. Everytime i am graced with the opportunity to be with her i have a Blast. sigh! JUST TALKING ABOUT HER makes me miss her guts! i CANNOT wait to see her again. she is more talented than anyone i know, more than she realizes i'm sure. every action she performs is something remarkable. as her little brother, i'm always a couple rungs down on the ladder looking up with determination to do the same. what a view! haha jk.. i admire you tiffy, never forget it. your little brother thinks you are his hero. and he loves you a buttload. thanks for truly being one of the best sisters ever to raise a brother on this planet. :)

Birthday Daddy

It was dads birthday today! we had a wonderful party. Dad got home and the whole house was decorated with streamers hanging from the ceiling. Grandma and Grampa came over along with mandy and her little tyson. so the six of us had a kind of italian style dinner with lasagne and breadsticks. before dinner started however, we opened presents! dad got some free weights to work out with from his wifey, a big picture book of memories from his mother, a beautiful handmade polished bookrest from his father, a home depot gift card from mandy and tj, and a brand new garage opener with a man coming to install it in the garage two days. he was happy..

Dad mentioned when he was four or so on his birthday, he remembered his dad had hid some hokey toy cars behind the mantle above the fireplace. But he remembered just loving that gift so much, and playing with them all day long. so faye and ryan bought some "equally hokey" ones and hid them on the mantle to be seen during dinner.

Here is what the lovely mom made the dinner table to be...

and down below is the pages of pictures and memories that Junie provided..

Here's ryan and dad, he was so happy he got a much needed gift. now we can all get fat cuz we can push a button now for what we used to have to get out of the car and open. thanks ryan...