let’s spend our week nights eating cereal on the floor
when there is a perfectly fine table behind us.
we can go to the movies and sit in the back row
just to make out like kids falling in love for the first time.
we’ll paint the rooms of our house
and get more paint on us than the walls.
we can hold hands and go to parties we end up
ditching to drink wine out of the bottle in the bathtub.
and slow dance with me in our bedroom
with an unmade bed and candles on the nightstand.
let me love you forever.
I really need to find the motivation to finish my novel draft and then start outlining my Peace Corps book. I just can’t and I keep coming up with excuses for “better” things to do. Somebody please help.
For example, last month I wanted to write 30,000…
Around this time of year, I swoon over the idea of Thanksgiving. Give me the opportunity, and I’ll tell you why I truly think it’s the greatest holiday (there’s no stress of gifts and the sole purpose of the holiday is to eat and be happy with what you…
This is the first year since I can remember where I’ve figured out all my Christmas presents for other people before Christmas. Hell, this is probably the first time I’ve accomplished it before December. I’m on a roll.
This, if you don’t know me, is big.…
My husband better be a reader cause this WILL be our house.
I had a bit of a quarter life crisis last night. I stumbled around the online profiles of people who I knew in high school but I have since lost track of them. I assumed they got to the same place everyone else did, like I did. They should all be off…
The work day goes by a lot faster when you show up late. We had our first snow of the season last night, and while it was only a few inches, I ended up being 45 minutes late to work. I didn’t realize it would slow me down as much as it did.