Frosted. Floral. Feminine.

 

I've always been proud of the fact that I'm no girly girl. I don't make a fuss about make-up, dresses, jewelry and all the other frou frou crap that come with all things female.

I like wearing t-shirts, jeans and beat up old Chucks.  I don't squeal, I am not familiar with designer handbags and purses, I tie my hair up without caring if I look like I'm about to tackle a month's worth of laundry AND I can barely tolerate anything pink... despite my heroic efforts to pretend otherwise.

So... when my boyfriend decided to surprise me with pictures of frost-kissed flowers that he took just for me, I morphed into something I've been trying to suppress my entire life - a girl.

And I am ok with that.

Drive By Blogging

This is going to be real quick so don't blink!

I'm doing better.  I'm bonding with the Squid.  I am still in love with the most awesome man in the universe.  My boys are still off their rockers but adorable nonetheless.  I saw a man almost get beaten to death by an angry mob.... aaaaaaaand...

I had cold pizza for breakfast.

Will post more tomorrow or the next day when I have more time.  Right now, I am off to bed.

Princess Penelope, AFK.

Sidless Sourgraping.

I miss the little Squid.  We finally had to give him back to his Mom and Dad because they miss him too.... but dagnabit, I miss the little bugger so much.

I haven't been this in love with a baby since... forever.  My Elijah's 17 and he's gone way past cute and adorable AGES ago.  I may have been this crazy over my niece Soleil but I doubt it.  I mean, it's totally different with Squid.

I have patience... oodles and oodles and oodles of patience with Squid.  I had N-O-N-E with the other kids.  Absolutely none.  With Squid, I'm more hands on.. more involved.  More playful, more attentive... more everything.  That doesn't make me a horrible aunt, does it?  I mean I love all the other kids but... I love Squid the most, I guess.

How can I not?

Look at that face and tell me you're not already head over heels in love with him.

 

P.S. It goes without saying that I am also head over heels in love with my three fluffy boys - Percy, Arnie and Squishy.

Rainy days and Thursdays...

Always makes me bust out in song.  Why do I always feel the need to go mellow every time it rains?  Mellow songs, feel good movies, comfort food...

Today's more than just a rainy day though... today's a sick day too.  I twisted my ankle last night AND my immune system decided to bog down so I have the flu too.  Usually, that would be enough to make me hate the world BUT... Mom took care of me, made me soup, busted out the comforter and kept me company while I was shivering the sickies out of my body.

And I had the boys snuggled up with me.

See?  I can turn my own frown upside down.  So there. ♥

A Room with a View.

So today was spent in a room with the most amazing view.

Bazinga.

That statement would only be true IF amazing really meant dreary and view meant blank wall.  Nonetheless, fun was had.  I finally had time to catch up on my reading plus I got to spend a few hours just laughing my brains out with a friend.  

Mostly, I'm just glad to be alive, semi-well and kicking.  2 out of 3 ain't bad, all things considering.

Urgh.  My thoughts are so fragmented and all over the place.

Alrighty then.  

Princess Penelope, AFK.

Hey, Toby!

It's official.  I am a Big Bang Theory addict.  I've watched all the seasons over and over again.  I know most of Sheldon's zingers.  I can rattle off plots and characters and their backgrounds.  I'm a veritable lexicon of everything BBT-ish. 

Like I said, I'm a geek and proud of it.  However, I'm proudest of the fact that I've somehow rubbed off my borderline fanaticism on my mother and kid.  At odd times, we would be rattling off one liners or particularly funny repartee at each other.  Mom would be Leonard, my son would either be Raj or Howard and I'd always, always be Sheldon. For some reason though... no one wants to be Penny.

Anyway, so lately we've all been calling each other Toby.  Or Angie.  Depends really.  All I know is, there is fun to be had every time we bust out the BBT.

So, I'm off to TRY and watch the latest episode of BBT online because the option to download it has mysteriously disappeared.  Drat.