Dear Future Husband

Please, never make me feel lonely, when I am not actually alone.

dear future husband

please never allow me to call you hubby

it is a horrific reference to what I know

will be a beautiful you

I like it when

the chocolate makes it's way to the bottom

of your cup

sitting there begging

teasing you

i am convinced it wants you

to want it

chocolate must be a man

look at me

want me

can't have me

Confessions Part Deaux

for a perfectionist

i embrace imperfections

like to not capitalize

not out of ignorance

but for the joy it brings you

to look at your sentences

and see a little of yourself

Confessions

Hot tea, not for me

I finally allowed it to be said,

I prefer something richer,

deeper, more flavorful

velvet flavors dancing on your tongue,

creamy,

hot teas just not for me.

The first of many posts to come

Dear Future Husband,

Please allow me to always be me,

I have been hard enough on myself,

I could use an open mind.

I could use a quiet hand to hold,

a heart of gold.

Please, promise to love me, all of me

I promise I'll do the same.

To whom it may concern

This blog, like myself, is a work in progress.

More to come.

Hump-day

Remind me again why they gave such a Durty name to such a innocent day?!

Well, my hump day was splendid, if splendid is work, Errands ( Ok shopping) and roasting so many carbs for dinner, that I actually had to hit up the gym to rid myself of all the carby energy.

I had many things on my mind at several points in my day, Now I have none.

Ok, maybe not none. I stumbled across a blog,Wild and Wily Ways of a Brunette Bombshell.

I could read her blog all the live long day.

What struck me were her letters to her future husband. Myself being the cinderella hopeful that I am

thinks the idea is genius.

That may be my next post.

Greetings

I seem to have created 1, 543, 200 blogs. I am looking to find one I like. Let's hope this is home.

If not I have a major identity crisis to avert.