…the city, the sights, the sea.
i’ll be back sooner than later.
hopefully for good.
xo, sf.
‘home’ is where the heart is & you’ve got mine.
so, this is love?
i am head over (boot) heels.
a city where you can wear boots year round is one i need to live in.
dreams.
hump day.
i was recently driving a rental car and pulled up next to my boy bestie. i was staring at him & smiling, but not waving. i knew he didn’t recognize me yet since i was in a random car. i watched him go into full flirt mode as he smiled at me and leaned back to puff out his manly chest then i watched the wave of recognition wash over him. it was a special moment to see him snap out of his ‘laying it on thick’ eyes and yell ‘oh shit!’
i love that he thought there’d be some girl trying to flirt on him prior to 9am. on a weekday.
he’s so cute.
taboo.
hot on the heels of my previous posts, i’m remembering funny things from my childhood. when i was growing up my mom didn’t approve of me saying two things:
hate.
and
shut up.
i was allowed to say that i didn’t like something at all, but the H-word was forbidden. also okay to say was ‘please, be quiet’ – which does NOT have the same emphatic tone that ‘SHUT UP!’ does.
cussing was never an issue, but these two things if ever uttered would get me in DEEP trouble. (although the joke was on my mom, she’d put me in time out and i’d take a nap)
i still feel a twinge of guilt when saying i hate something. and i’m appalled when i hear ‘shut up’. this may come as a shock to even my best friends who know me as being crass with a little too much sass. i’ll drop the C-bomb no problem, but find ‘hate’ to be a little too harsh.
go figure.
see mom? i listened a little bit.
mac daddy.
i was on gchat sunday night when i got a message from my dad (who will from this point forth be referred to as ‘baba’ because that’s what i call him).
baba: i got a mac.
me: your life is about to get better!
baba: i don’t know how to turn it off.
me: (laughing) do you see an apple in the top left corner?
baba: i don’t see anything. i’m running galaxy.
me: what do you see when you look up?
baba: sky.
me: (dying laughing) really? not ceiling? you should get your roof checked.
baba: and stars.
me: (laughing even harder. my dad is FUNNY!) hahahaha!
baba: i’m not joking.
me: oooooh! galaxy. i get it.
here i was thinking my dad was being a smartass. i was so proud. and amused.
oh well. at least he has a mac now.
sdinsd 