My weekend:

...and so the boy opened the door to his man cave and said "Come downstairs and take a look at my Love Sac."

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I need to get better.

I suck at posting on this blog anymore.

Just a few things:

My best friend is FINALLY home from Alaska! This is the surprise Lindz and I had for him at the airport.

He loves us.

Thoughts of the morn'

I woke up at 9:20, decided I'd take a shower and have a day before I go to work...here I am, 2 hours later and still on the computer.

I want pancakes.

Actually, I just want foooood!

ANDREW COMES HOME SUNDAY!

I can't wait to meet Garret

Things I miss about the boys of my past:

The way Chase kissed me.
The late nights and long talks with Jared.
The way Zach held me.
Spending every second possible with Andrew.

Still would like some food. I'm not hungry, just have the munchies.

I'm going to Italy.

Celia AKA Goose

Mine Wifey is the best. wingman. ever.

So I was kind of dating this boy once, and really, I owe it to her because she really wanted to meet him...so we hung out with him and had a wonderful time!

But then he moved.

I was in Boise this weekend, hanging out with them, and it was like he had a restored liking toward me. He was all flirty and teasy and kissy and huggy... It was great!

And all this because he and Celia talked about me and she may or may not have told him my feelings on the subject.

I love that girl. I call her Goose for the sole reason that she is, in fact, the best wingman ever!