‘You will shelter me, my love, and I will shelter you’
For Ray.
It can be … tense. [Project 365]
I spent my day scrubbing the house clean and watching two dudes remove the motherlode of fall leaves from my front and back yards. Nothing particularly romantic about either of those things but I felt three thousand percent better when it was all over. It was like my house had been excavated all of a sudden. Icing on the cake? When the fella arrived home with these pretty things in hand and told me we…
Ray bought a swanky new robe for himself, and I find myself sneaking time with it when he’s not here. [Project 365]
*In honor of Lonnie D’s big Rainmakers fantasy championship a few weeks ago. My dear boy was flipping me off for unrelated reasons (possibly related to my having a camera pointed at him all the time), but when I went to title the photo, I couldn’t stop thinking about the Dirty Birds. [Project 365]
I duped Ray into traveling across the state with me for my annual trek to the family timeshare in Gatlinburg. The first day was a complete tear-filled wash (seriously, I thought we were going to die) but when we finally made it to East Tennessee, things got better and more vacation-y. The fella had never been to that neck of the woods before, and while I declined to immerse him in the Black Bear Jamboree…
Me: What are we doing tonight? Boyfriend: Partying hard…ying. Me: Where? Boyfriend: … Applebees.
I have no doubt that posting this photo will earn me an earful or two, but I’m going to do it anyway. Because it’s adorable and I’m a dork and this is my blog and neener! Happy birthday, baby. Let’s keep on laughing.
Sorry for the crappy cellphone pictures, but they don’t let you cart a big camera just anywhere in our fair city, you know. Upon the suggestion of my friend Ashley, we went to see Wicked at The Orpheum on Sunday. I’m sort of inexperienced when it comes to real live musicals (I saw Cats and A Doll’s House at TPAC, I think?, while in middle and high school) and — short of Tim Burton movies…
Up early, the Brooks, rock ‘n’ roll photography, Italian boot envy, inappropriate giggling, sunshine, stromboli, messy hair, naps, rushing to be late. Goodness.
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