Today, I would like to encourage each and every one of you to take time to dance like a crazy person in your underpants.
Once you've done that, you're welcome to come back and hear my thoughts on a long distance love affair, summer, a golden-doodle named Lucy, and beach time.
Last weekend, we played on the beach. It was such a tease because it was just a teensy bit too chilly with the wind, but then the wind would die down and it was perfect. I'm craving summer with a vengeance. Check out these cute faces! I think Chris was over having his picture taken. Oh well :)
I've fallen head over heels in love with Lucy. She's so snuggly and makes me laugh out loud when she bounds around trying to find her toys.
Don't know about you, but I cannot wait until it's warm all the time and I can get some semblance of a tan again. Something about being so pale makes me feel unhealthy.
I don't care how popular Twilight is - the whole reflective skin thing is not my style.
I don't care how popular Twilight is - the whole reflective skin thing is not my style.
So when I started this whole long distance love affair, I wasn't sure what to think. At first, I didn't even know if I wanted a relationship. All I knew was there was this guy who made me ridiculously giddy.
We started corresponding,
and then hanging out,
and pretty soon we were seeing each other every weekend.
He is always game for an adventure of any sort, so since we were travelling to see each other every weekend, we started going on random trips. So far we've been to Nashville, Miami and New Orleans.
Any reasonable person, after realizing that this has turned into something, thinks through the logistics.
1. You have three states between you and the person you're dating with no end to the distance in sight.
2. You are in grad school and working full time (and at the beginning had a second job).
3. He works 60+ hour weeks with potential "short term" assignments in foreign countries.
How could this possibly work? Are we setting ourselves up for failure?
Then you think through the reality of the situation:
1. You can't stop thinking about him.
2. You smile every time you see his name light up your phone.
3. You don't have time to start something new with someone during the week. Your only free time really is on the weekends.
4. His only free time is on the weekends.
5. For the first time in your life, you don't really care what anyone says about it.
This just might work.
And now, here we are. The weekends have become my escape from the craziness of juggling life and work and school.
We go on fun dates.
We just hang out.
We laugh, and joke and play.
And,
Yes, I have to do some homework on the weekends, but for the most part, it's our time.
No, at this point, there is no real end to the distance in sight. And we have our ups and downs, just like any relationship.
But, I'm happy.
I'm really, truly happy.
