8 days...

I'm getting married!!!! Mr. Handsome and I only have 8 days left until the big day which he is spending in the wilderness at work. I took the week off to avoid losing my sanity but I'm counting down the days until my love comes home and we say "i do"!

I'm in real love

"There's nothing like real love. Nothing."

-Shirley Temple

Take me to the sea

I am ready for summer. On Tuesday, Mr. Handsome and I were shopping at Target and I was ecstatic to see that the upcoming season's swimwear is already out! I can't wait much longer. I'm ready for sunshine, tan-lines, and sand between my toes. Whenever I close my eyes, I can almost hear the ocean calling my name in tantalizing whispers of rushing water beneath my surf board. With the perfect warmth of the sun against my back, I can feel the salt in the air and the ocean spray gently tickling my face. I could stand here forever...

Then I open my eyes. I'm still in the desert.

But I'll be there soon! At least one trip to Cali is going to happen this summer. Maybe I'll go on a cruise!

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I've got the sniffles

I hate being sick! Here I am. In bed. All alone. My closest friends, Nyquil and Sudafed, are failing me and I'm left to fend for myself with nothing but episodes of Chuck playing on loop on my iPad, fuzzy socks, and my teddy bear. I've already had three cups of honey vanilla chamomile tea and gone through an entire box of tissues. I just want to curl up under my covers and cuddle my man. Blast being contagious.

funny what stalking a person can do...

So I had a crush (like, a mega-crush) on a particular dude. I was seriously falling hard. And fast. I was frustrated and annoyed at myself but I couldn't help my attraction. Everything about him was irresistible. His face, his gorgeous blue eyes, his beard, his manliness. Everything. Then I looked at his Facebook profile.

lazy lazy lazy

There have been some times in my life where it's been really difficult not to get stuck in a rut. I think right now is one of those times. I got sick. A silly little eye infection that turned into a somewhat serious eye infection and a little cold. But it was an excuse to stay in bed! Really, it was the perfect excuse: a great reason to lie there, all day, watching episode after episode of Psych and Drop Dead Diva. I think that it's been good for me. I needed a little break. Though it hasn't been a week on the beach in The Bahamas, it's been a break nonetheless. The problem is, I don't ever want to get up again. Yes. I've watched way too much TV and my diet of Cheez-its and NyQuil will not sustain me long. However, I'm losing motivation to get up. My bed is so comfortable and the dark red curtain over my bedroom window hides from me the truth of daylight. I'll get up eventually, however... There is work to be done and Nutella to be eaten.  Toodle-oo!