When the Bough Breaks, The Other Shoe Will Drop
Things are great with Luca and I feel like I've been lulled into this comfortable and secure place, but part of me is waiting for the proverbial shoe. Every time I feel comfortable, or at ease about anything, something awful and completely shattering happens. Which I guess is just how the life experience goes, but still, I'm really invested in this whether I like it or not and I'm just worried about the inevitable hard times. It's funny that happiness makes me worried. But I've never felt so comfortable and confident with someone before. I'm meeting his parents tomorrow for lunch, I met his friends last night and that went really well. He's always telling me I'm sweet or I'm cute, and we've already had the fart/poop talk (i.e. we both say let 'er rip). I might worry about him, but I don't worry when I'm with him. I can sleep through his snoring now :)
Did anyone see the movie Homeward Bound when they were little? It's on TV right now, and I had totally forgotten how awesome it was. Oh man, when the little girl is lost in the woods, and Shadow saves her, oh! so beautiful! I cried. Shamelessly. The clothes in that movie though, yikes.
My annual income will have to be from playin' the ponies. I hate working. For my job anyway. But it's so damn convenient.
Did anyone see the movie Homeward Bound when they were little? It's on TV right now, and I had totally forgotten how awesome it was. Oh man, when the little girl is lost in the woods, and Shadow saves her, oh! so beautiful! I cried. Shamelessly. The clothes in that movie though, yikes.
My annual income will have to be from playin' the ponies. I hate working. For my job anyway. But it's so damn convenient.