I think peoples vehicles reflect their personality.
And I think that as girls we have a type we are interested in.
My friend Megan is looking for this man
You can tell the type from the picture right? Maybe he snowboards, maybe he lives in Moab.
Katy's type is more like this...
Reliable and good with his money.
I have friends who are looking for this type
and friends whose dream is more like this
My type is more like this
But I will probably end up with this
It's Alabama singing with all my Country lovers! I need this in my life right this moment....
And to my love who knew I was going through something really hard last week and knew it would go much better with this...
Oh how right you were.
Luke you make my heart happy.
I totally forgot it was supposed to be hurting.
I've learned that comfort doesn't mean it's the right fit. Far too often I keep something, or someone, because it's comfortable. Because looking for a new something takes work and patience. And you have to break him in all over again. And you are scared to be alone for that period of time in between.
But why settle for comfort when with a little more looking you can find the perfect fit? Something tailored just for you. Something that makes you look better, and feel better? And let's be honest here, something you will make look better that it ever has on anyone else.
And people will ask you how you found it and where. And you'll say you found it used and even though it was already perfect you did a few minor alterations yourself.
Can I borrow it? Um no? This is a metaphor... Hands off he's mine! If there is someone out there trying on my perfect something... Hands off woman. That doesn't look good on you. Seriously... Stop touching him.
Him: I think you realized you were ok moving on.
Me: Or a BIG breakdown is just around the corner.
Him: You have to wait I'm having one right now.
Me: That's fair. What's going on?
Him: This isn't about me
Me: Let's make it about you.
Me: I enjoy a good fight now and then.
J: Is that why you are with that one guy?
Me: Yeah, I love fighting with him. It's so good.
J: Now that is love.
Me: It just might be
"I know you love me, and you know I love you. We've always known that. I've always let you know where I stand. He can't seem to tell you... That is the difference." ~ Him
As I was pulling away all I could think about was how much my soul had missed her and how I wish Denver wasn't so far away.
Thanks for lunch Pidge!
To The Future Mr. Annie Hall.
It's been awhile since I wrote last. You are still missing. I came home tonight after a hot date and was dying to talk to you. But umm... You weren't here. You are missing it. You are missing all of it. Although once you are here I won't have crazy dates to tell you about. You'll be the crazy. Instead of telling you the crazy thing my date asked or said, I can tell you the crazy thing Charlie told me and we can laugh about it then tuck him into bed. But we can't do any of that until we provide a body for him. He's still waiting babe. Come find us.
Life is so great, and funny, and just when I think it's falling into place the bottom falls out. I'm ready to catch a break. Seriously. Or at least have you here to laugh at me as I stumble through. I mean laugh with me, or I'll punch you.
I'm happy, I really am. I want to share that with you. I want to be part of your happy. I wrote you a song tonight. You are going to love it! If I can still remember it when I find you. It's embarrassing when I laugh at my own jokes. But I'm funny and the song is perfect. Um... You like that I can't sing right? Please bless!
I didn't attend FHE tonight. I am so over activities where I feel like I'm at girls camp. I'm ready for finger puppets, and the peanut butter boy, and "mom Charlie isn't paying attention!" It's your turn to conduct family business. Tonight's family business is where the heck is dad!?
I explained to them that you are working on something very important tonight. You are becoming a better you and are one day closer to finding us. In the mean time we have projects of our own we are working on. The kids are taking important training classes like how to live with a crazy mom. I'm working on the GRE. I could use some tutoring. Seriously, I haven't taken a math class in 12 years.
We are okay waiting. Just don't take too much longer. I don't want to have to get all Saturday's Warrior here. I hope you haven't forgotten about us. Of course that's just silly talk. You are probably wondering where the heck I am tonight and why I haven't gotten my act together so The Lord will allow our paths to cross. Well babe, I've got news for you. I'm not sure I'll ever really have my act together... especially not without you.
Please hurry. I saved a spot for you on the couch.
I forgot a birthday post. I lose this round.
Cam: Annie you and Dave are best friends.
Annie: Dave? Where did you get that idea?
Cam: It's pretty much obvious to everyone but you.
Anonymous girl: Pretty much everyone has a crush on Dave
Annie: Really? I don't get it. He is just Dave.
AG: Well you should, I do.
Cut to now.
Annie: I haven't seen you in a week. That isn't good for me.
Dave: Ha ha OK.
Dave:You should come to my soccer game tomorrow.
Annie: Is this a big game with a lot of spectators or will it look like I have a giant crush on you?
Dave: Oh it will look like you have a crush on me.
Annie: I will BE there!
Annie: Anything you tell me I will tell dave.
Jess: Except not this.
Annie: Except nothing.
Jess: Except this.
Annie: Except I already told him.
Jess: Did she tell you?
Dave: What thing are we talking about? Because She has told me a LOT of things.
Annie: I warned you.
Thanks for being the person I tell everything to. Thanks for being patient with me through the crazy days. Thanks for being my rock, for being logical when I can't be. For talking me down from crazy. For sorting through the me I let people see and finding the me I only let you see. For liking that me, in spite of myself.