"...please come soon..."

currently listening to:
maria taylor :: leap year

hey sexy. i'll take one of you please...
i cannot wait for ironman 2. robert downey jr. is SUCH a blessing. it drives me nuts when people call nashville and huntsville nashvegas/huntsvegas. i hope my hubs enjoys baths because i am obsessed with them and i think it's insanely romantic. he doesn't necessarily have to like them in general just enough to take them with me. :) norah jones + red wine + bubble bath + my man + me = perfection.
i was perfectly fine until i was catching up on brothers & sisters today. snow patrol's "open your eyes" was playing at the end. the combination of that song and the events playing on the episode triggered it. the line: "...i won't waste a minute without you..." made me start playing scenarios in my head that i want to experience some day. with someone that i deeply love. they aren't even big things...
cooking together.
taking a blanket and harry to the park on a pretty day.
going for a walk while holdings hands.
grocery shopping together.
it's those little things that i desire...
i just want to be pursued. and. i want to love someone and be loved in return. i struggle sometimes with remembering that it's about His timing...not mine. i also struggle with patience. i have an abundance of it in my life, but this is the one area where i struggle with it. i TRULY am okay most of the time. sometimes i just have my moments. today i just happened to have one...
thank the good Lord for being so incredibly blessed with amazing friends who are always there for me and know the perfect things to say.

"...just going to wait it out..."

currently listening to:
imogen heap :: wait it out

a few recent memos i've made...

it's true. i'm officially a cougar in this town. july can't get here soon enough. flirtation as a means of hoping to increase a tip is obnoxious and unnecessary. i find it hysterical when you grab a guy's arm and you can immediately feel the flex. i guess it's the same as a girl sucking in the moment she realizes that someone is getting near her stomach? i don't understand people who don't mean what they say. what's the point? maybe you just have a loose tongue...and...you like to hear yourself talk? or it's because you're forgetful...in the fact that...you forgot that you already had prior engagements. regardless of the reason...leave me out of it. i hate sketchiness.
it's probably trashy, but i don't care if you can see my bra through my shirts. i love love love black bras/underwear. and lace is my absolute fave. lace is SO fem. LOVE. as silly as it may sound...i just HAVE to end up with a tall man...i adore my heels WAY too much.
i'm excited that this will be here next week:

"...you only think about yourself..."

currently listening to:
incubus :: mexico

i'd forgotten how great they are. ^
uh-may-zing makeout sesh. check. best one in a LONG time. i'm still sportin' the koolaid 'stache 9 hours later. mmmm. i love the unexpected.
it's so crazy to me how someone can be such a big part of your life for a period of time and then one day they aren't anymore.
i'm not one of those that likes the seasonal, window stick on decorations, but i thoroughly enjoy getting seasonal dish towels & door mats. or just fun little prints. especially if they come from anthropologie. :)
for instance...
yes, they are overpriced but i LOVE them and don't care.

i LOVE dragonflies.
and
owls.
[yes, kp i secretly wish that i had been a chi-o. ha]


i prefer plain white, viva paper towels UNLESS they are a really cute print (which they rarely are). my three favorite band-aids (or plasters as they are referred to in the uk ;) are 1) curious george 2) hello kitty 3) neon colored (only for the bigger boo boos).
i feel so bad A. i am once again part of the keyless entry club!! i've been without it for 4 years. this should be an indicator of how sad my little life is. i'm super pumped about my keyless entry working again. ha
excuses get on my ever-loving nerves. ESPECIALLY lame ones. [see above lyrics] if i ever give you one please slap me.
song that makes me insanely hype: santigold :: creator
men in linen pants...gloriousssssssssss. men in wife beaters...mmm...not so much.
example of why i am the "special" child that i am [email between my mother and me]:

mck:

ohh, and tell the easter bunny that instead of candy i sure would love to get new moon from him. :)

the mama:

Humm...you're saying you're trading candy for eye candy?? Smart choice, I'd say.

I love you to the MOON and back !!