"'Cause the world got in her way..."
When I come back here I don't care to say anything. I would talk about how wonderful Dee's party was, for instance, but I'd rather just feel like we felt a common appreciation for the company and the BBQ and the whiteness and the celebration of an incredibly hot Ms. Wynn, and that just be the sum of it.
Bre. I loved everything. But the French Toast takes the cake. It was an amazing experience. I can't believe I've lived my life without it.
And then there's this thing called school...
My work load is not even cute. In fact, it's horrendous beyond reason. I'm not going to think about it yet though. I'm just going to do it and be great or die. Also, I can't drink my cranberry juice and I can't pee as often as I'd like (actually, it's not that I "can not." I just "may not.")And that is bothersome. I was worried I would never get motivated, but now I'm not thinking and just doing and I'm doing really well and somehow this year seems like it's going to be really - worth it. I'm growing up now and I think it's a good time to do so.
I also love sitting on John's tailgate. It's really comforting somehow, even if it does burn my butt. Yeah, he SHOULD start charging me rent...
And the boy is so many things I don't want to share because suddenly not telling feels more appropriate. Seven months, y'all. Seven going on a lifetime. I love it.
OH! and Miss Caitlin Grae. I saw your truck today. I think. It was so hot. Even hotter than in the picture. I want you to have it really badly.
I also saw a helicopter crash today. That was - crazy.
Godspeed to ya!
much love,
C Dub
Bre. I loved everything. But the French Toast takes the cake. It was an amazing experience. I can't believe I've lived my life without it.
And then there's this thing called school...
My work load is not even cute. In fact, it's horrendous beyond reason. I'm not going to think about it yet though. I'm just going to do it and be great or die. Also, I can't drink my cranberry juice and I can't pee as often as I'd like (actually, it's not that I "can not." I just "may not.")And that is bothersome. I was worried I would never get motivated, but now I'm not thinking and just doing and I'm doing really well and somehow this year seems like it's going to be really - worth it. I'm growing up now and I think it's a good time to do so.
I also love sitting on John's tailgate. It's really comforting somehow, even if it does burn my butt. Yeah, he SHOULD start charging me rent...
And the boy is so many things I don't want to share because suddenly not telling feels more appropriate. Seven months, y'all. Seven going on a lifetime. I love it.
OH! and Miss Caitlin Grae. I saw your truck today. I think. It was so hot. Even hotter than in the picture. I want you to have it really badly.
I also saw a helicopter crash today. That was - crazy.
Godspeed to ya!
much love,
C Dub