Ahhhh Sake Sake

Tuesday was a blast.
Went to the scrub shop.
Saw Mama Thomas @ RHofL.
Gordman's- didn't buy anything. Gotta "save money"
Sang ever so loudly in the car.
Ashleigh and I sound just like Carrie Underwood.
"Maybe next time he'll think before heeeee cheeeats"
Downtown for some sake bombs.
Singing continues.
"Aaaaaand breeeeeathe. Just breeeathe."
Windows down. Perfect day.
Headed to El Maguey for a huuuuuge Margarita.
Brain Freeze.
Along came Stew.
Then I had to poop.
Now that was a story.
Tequilla shots, presented by Stew.
Off to Hooters.
Video blackjack with a new friend.
Stole a Corona sign.
Headed home.
Stop at a garage sale. At 11p.m.
And we are waaaasted, btw.
Home. Told Cory about poop. Literally.
Fell asleep with the love of my life.
What more could a girl ask for??
I love my life.
I love my friends.
I love my family.
I love you.

The Pursuit

The Pursuit of Happiness - It's interesting that he felt like this was just as important as life and liberty. He didn't mention Coach purses or a brand new car. Just the necessities. Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness; whatever that may mean for you. Whether it's great friends, cash money or a pet turtle. Doesn't matter.
You want it, pursue it.

The Pursuit of Happyness - It's interesting that you found that. After all these years... and after we have gone our separate ways, you find that. I don't know why that strikes me, but it does. You are out with friends, having a great time, pursuing happiness...and the whole time that stub is in your pocket. Weird.
I'm happy and you're happy.

Jefferson was on to something.

Not you, Lysses.

I love you, Ulysses. More than you will ever know.
I would let you devour every thread of my silly wedding dress, if it meant I got to keep you.
I am going to spend every moment I can with you.
And you are going to eat whatever you want. 
You can do the flappy face all day, everyday.
Just don't go.
You're too young, and we love you far too much.
You are the best pet anyone could ask for.
As terrible as it is, it seems so appropriate that your heart is too big.
I guess if there was any good way to die, it would be at home, with your family, and a huge heart.
I love you.

Who's mama's good boyyyy?? HUH? Who's the good boy?

No sleep 'til...

Our good boy is sick.  He's been keeping us up all night, hacking and puking.

Going to the doc in the AM.

No food after nine tonight. No balls after two tomorrow.

Royal's Home Opener today.

Wish we could've been there this year.

Last year was a blast.

All I want to do is marry you. And plan our wedding.

I could stay up all night working out the deets.

Literally, all night.

I love you. But I don't love your past.

And it keeps me up at night sometimes.

Ween