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| does this make me a realist? |
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| hahahahah |
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| just because it is effing adorable |
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| true story |
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| oh dear... |
Saturday, April 21, 2012
i like popcorn
Another Saturday and I haven't had enough coffee to formulate a coherent thought, so just a few shares:
Saturday, April 14, 2012
happy saturday
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| Except today...cuz I don't feel like writing...so instead I will just share :) |
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| hahahahahah |
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| pretty much |
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| I'll give you one guess as to which two I choose...tee hee. |
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
yikes
Yikes! It has been awhile since I wrote last. Glad to report I am no longer a poopy face.
The Pea spent all of last week with her dad, and I spent it with TheGuy. You would think I would have had plenty of time to write but not so much. This falling in love stuff is wicked time consuming. I have gotten to where I want to spend every free minute with him, and if at all possible: nekkid. And while I didn't get a chance to write, I did find out for absolute certain, that he is, indeed, a keeper.
We spent the Easter weekend with my parents. He met the grandparents, aunts and uncles, and he did not once run screaming from the house...not once.
Not when dad pulled out all his guns or when mom started singing Red Solo Cup.
Not when I had a hot flash at the table, ripped off my sweater and said "jeezus, it is HOT as BALLS in here" before remembering my grandmother was sitting across from me.
Not when we took a "family" picture (which he was told to get in, but wasn't family, which resulted in the wide eyed, telepathic "what the hell do I do here woman?" "just get in the damn picture, I need you next to me" "are you sure?" "jeezus, yes, I'm sorry, I love you, please don't run screaming from this shit show, and if you do take me with you" "ok, but I'm not smiling" "ok").
Not when I fled to the bathroom, and left him to fend for himself, while I sat on the floor and tried to remind myself ALL families have crazy.
Not when, on the ride home, The Pea asked us when we were getting married (there was some sweating and stuttering and we may have swerved off the road, but no running or screaming).
He even claims to have had fun...pffffft. I'm not going to question it, but I am pretty sure if pressed he would cave and admit he was terrified.
Terrified, happy, whatever, he is still hanging around so it's all good, and he still wants to go to Disney World with me, so the real planning has begun. Today I booked Saratoga Springs Resort, and waitlisted Wilderness Lodge, so we don't know where we are staying, but with November hours scheduled to be released soon, and our 6 month dining reservation window a month away, we are starting to at least tentatively plan our stay, and I am getting excited.
And then we will come home and spend Thanksgiving with HIS family. Yikes.
The Pea spent all of last week with her dad, and I spent it with TheGuy. You would think I would have had plenty of time to write but not so much. This falling in love stuff is wicked time consuming. I have gotten to where I want to spend every free minute with him, and if at all possible: nekkid. And while I didn't get a chance to write, I did find out for absolute certain, that he is, indeed, a keeper.
We spent the Easter weekend with my parents. He met the grandparents, aunts and uncles, and he did not once run screaming from the house...not once.
Not when dad pulled out all his guns or when mom started singing Red Solo Cup.
Not when I had a hot flash at the table, ripped off my sweater and said "jeezus, it is HOT as BALLS in here" before remembering my grandmother was sitting across from me.
Not when we took a "family" picture (which he was told to get in, but wasn't family, which resulted in the wide eyed, telepathic "what the hell do I do here woman?" "just get in the damn picture, I need you next to me" "are you sure?" "jeezus, yes, I'm sorry, I love you, please don't run screaming from this shit show, and if you do take me with you" "ok, but I'm not smiling" "ok").
Not when I fled to the bathroom, and left him to fend for himself, while I sat on the floor and tried to remind myself ALL families have crazy.
Not when, on the ride home, The Pea asked us when we were getting married (there was some sweating and stuttering and we may have swerved off the road, but no running or screaming).
He even claims to have had fun...pffffft. I'm not going to question it, but I am pretty sure if pressed he would cave and admit he was terrified.
Terrified, happy, whatever, he is still hanging around so it's all good, and he still wants to go to Disney World with me, so the real planning has begun. Today I booked Saratoga Springs Resort, and waitlisted Wilderness Lodge, so we don't know where we are staying, but with November hours scheduled to be released soon, and our 6 month dining reservation window a month away, we are starting to at least tentatively plan our stay, and I am getting excited.
And then we will come home and spend Thanksgiving with HIS family. Yikes.
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