itfeelssoverygoodtobeinlovewithhim
Life always leads us in funny places, doesn't it? Here's a blog featuring stories and photos of our adventures along the way. Tips, tricks, how-to's, funny anecdotes, etc. Thank you for stopping by. <3
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Thankful Thurs
1. Abbreviations.
2. A GREAT new job
3. Kisses!
4. The ability to wear short shorts
5. A clean bedroom
6. New friends
7. Household parties, gatherings, and all around fun times with roommates
This is what I am thankful for.
Love,
Virginia
2. A GREAT new job
3. Kisses!
4. The ability to wear short shorts
5. A clean bedroom
6. New friends
7. Household parties, gatherings, and all around fun times with roommates
This is what I am thankful for.
Love,
Virginia
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Theme Days.
Alright, if there's one thing I can thoroughly enjoy participating in- it's theme days for blogs. "Thankful Thursday" is the only one I'm doing now.
I have a few ideas for the coming days, but I am not sure if I should execute all at once like a big bonanza week of themed blogs.... or trickle, here and there?
Hm. Dilemma indeed.
In other news: A fire truck came blazing down the street, siren wailing, like it was on its way to the hospital (ironically just down the street). Though instead of the siren dwindling down as it stopped bouncing off the stucco walls of our condo units, it cut out completely- right in front of us. Thank goodness it was LOUD and it woke me up ;). So as I am laying still trying to fall back asleep (c'mon now, it's only 11:30am, I don't have work until 4) I can hear the deep rumble of their engine and doors opening and closing.
Curious.
I hopped outta bed and peeked over the window sill of the bathroom window to see what was up. There was the truck, in the MIDDLE of our...uh.... streets I guess.... blocking every one's way. My window is about 5 ft high so I had to stand on my tiptoes to see anything.
Not for long.
Grabbing a chair, I could then satisfactorily see the driver wave hims arms about in a "I think it's left THEN right" kind of way. The co-pilot points at a sheet of paper and then waves his arms pointedly about.
::Giggle::
THEY ARE LOST!
Meanwhile there are a few firemen (not cute either dangit) awkwardly buzzing about the back end of the truck, or switching seats or doing firemen things that I can only guess were appropriate for that moment. Maybe Driverman said, "Dudes, we are totally lost. So, you three back there, go tighten some caps and straighten the hose, while Skippy and I figure out where to go."
As I was watching a fireguy looked up at me.
"Can he see me? I thought these screens were.... oh well... I'll keep staring."
He waved. I waved back, and continued my observatory stare.
I was totally the creepy chick in the window, but they were totally the loud and lost firemen in my front yard. I had to keep watching.
So, long story longer I'm awake and starving. I might go throw some food together from the kitchen then come back upstairs and do some serious cuddling.
Life is Good, don't let your mind tell you otherwise.
I'm going to sign off this crazy story with... ::drum roll::
A quote!
Teilhard de Chardin
"We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience."
I have a few ideas for the coming days, but I am not sure if I should execute all at once like a big bonanza week of themed blogs.... or trickle, here and there?
Hm. Dilemma indeed.
In other news: A fire truck came blazing down the street, siren wailing, like it was on its way to the hospital (ironically just down the street). Though instead of the siren dwindling down as it stopped bouncing off the stucco walls of our condo units, it cut out completely- right in front of us. Thank goodness it was LOUD and it woke me up ;). So as I am laying still trying to fall back asleep (c'mon now, it's only 11:30am, I don't have work until 4) I can hear the deep rumble of their engine and doors opening and closing.
Curious.
I hopped outta bed and peeked over the window sill of the bathroom window to see what was up. There was the truck, in the MIDDLE of our...uh.... streets I guess.... blocking every one's way. My window is about 5 ft high so I had to stand on my tiptoes to see anything.
Not for long.
Grabbing a chair, I could then satisfactorily see the driver wave hims arms about in a "I think it's left THEN right" kind of way. The co-pilot points at a sheet of paper and then waves his arms pointedly about.
::Giggle::
THEY ARE LOST!
Meanwhile there are a few firemen (not cute either dangit) awkwardly buzzing about the back end of the truck, or switching seats or doing firemen things that I can only guess were appropriate for that moment. Maybe Driverman said, "Dudes, we are totally lost. So, you three back there, go tighten some caps and straighten the hose, while Skippy and I figure out where to go."
As I was watching a fireguy looked up at me.
"Can he see me? I thought these screens were.... oh well... I'll keep staring."
He waved. I waved back, and continued my observatory stare.
I was totally the creepy chick in the window, but they were totally the loud and lost firemen in my front yard. I had to keep watching.
So, long story longer I'm awake and starving. I might go throw some food together from the kitchen then come back upstairs and do some serious cuddling.
Life is Good, don't let your mind tell you otherwise.
I'm going to sign off this crazy story with... ::drum roll::
A quote!
Teilhard de Chardin
"We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience."
Monday, July 20, 2009
Saturday, July 18, 2009
It's a Sign.
The Hollywood sign is one of the most famous icons of...well... Hollywood. Tonight I stood below it. A great deal below, but still.
It was spectacular. The night was definitely an adventure. A good one. A very good one.
I suppose I could write the whole story here, but my words won't do it justice right now. I'm sleepy :D. I just had to get this out so I will remember to write the adventure some time later.
For now bullet points:
-Waiting for Danielle to get to our house.... past midnight... la la la
-Windy crazy narrow roads in the hills of Hollywood
-Fast driving
- Loud music
-The bladder-hold-of-the-century. I thought I would lose it in the car.
-Peeing IN a bush overlooking Universal City ;)
-More fast driving
-HOLLYWOOD sign!
-Colorful reflection and commentary
-A huge cloud behind the tower that looks like a complete galaxy (no joke- it was a huge spiral, absolutely stunning)
-Getting our brainwaves jumbled by electrohoosawhatsits from the crazy towers and satellites on top of the hill
-Drive home, Ryan's alternator kicks the bucket
-Sitting on the side of the 5-S.
-Calling Jacquee at 2:30am, which turned out I didn't need her :( I feel terrible for wakin' her.
-Riding with a kick ass tow truck driver
-Getting home safe
-Sealing the night ;)
Well, that's about it. It was definitely a fun evening. Jacquee, your honest concern for me when I called was appreciated, "Are you OK?" Instead of "Hello?". I love you so much girl. The next time I wake you up in the middle of the night it will be to kidnap you for your birthday. (Hey, that's not a bad idea...).
Night night, Hollywood.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Maturity? Growth? Wisdom? Irritating.
I. Am. Neurotic.
Jeeze, I just now figured it out.
Well, to be fair I am sure a lot of what goes on in my mind happens in other minds- but is it ALWAYS in the same dang order? My thought processes: beautiful, mythical, creational (is that even a word?), happy, fun, loving, etc... but wow...
I always break things down and build things in the same way.
Example:
I was folding clothes not ten minutes ago.
Big pile of clothes on the bed.
I pull out the dark towels first. Then the light. Then the white. Each I fold the exact same way.
Next, I hang assorted clothings (thank goodness I don't have the patience to pick the shirts out first, then pants, etc... this stuff I just go with whatever is on top). The kicker here though- they all face the same direction.
When I proceed to hang said same-way-facing-articles-of-clothing it's one pieces, long sleeves, mid sleeves, short sleeves, tanks, undertanks pants shorts skirts.
What's going on in my mind while I am doing this? Absolutely nothing that has to do with laundry.
I like it.
I do this with a buncha stuff. Like where I put my cards in my wallet, how I fold and count money, how I organize my art supplies. Lo and Behold...
Just one of those things that slipped my attention for 26 years.
I always believed I was a scatter brained, A.D.D.ing, kind of mind.
:::SIDENOTE (well, footnote):::
Neurotic was most likely the wrong word. The title has nothing to do with the post. This is quite possibly the lamest, most lame- excuse me, post I have written.
'Night.
Jeeze, I just now figured it out.
Well, to be fair I am sure a lot of what goes on in my mind happens in other minds- but is it ALWAYS in the same dang order? My thought processes: beautiful, mythical, creational (is that even a word?), happy, fun, loving, etc... but wow...
I always break things down and build things in the same way.
Example:
I was folding clothes not ten minutes ago.
Big pile of clothes on the bed.
I pull out the dark towels first. Then the light. Then the white. Each I fold the exact same way.
Next, I hang assorted clothings (thank goodness I don't have the patience to pick the shirts out first, then pants, etc... this stuff I just go with whatever is on top). The kicker here though- they all face the same direction.
When I proceed to hang said same-way-facing-articles-of-clothing it's one pieces, long sleeves, mid sleeves, short sleeves, tanks, undertanks pants shorts skirts.
What's going on in my mind while I am doing this? Absolutely nothing that has to do with laundry.
I like it.
I do this with a buncha stuff. Like where I put my cards in my wallet, how I fold and count money, how I organize my art supplies. Lo and Behold...
Just one of those things that slipped my attention for 26 years.
I always believed I was a scatter brained, A.D.D.ing, kind of mind.
:::SIDENOTE (well, footnote):::
Neurotic was most likely the wrong word. The title has nothing to do with the post. This is quite possibly the lamest, most lame- excuse me, post I have written.
'Night.
A Most Thankful Thursday
Seeing as I missed last week's because I was on a stellar trip to Utah and back (in 3 days, hehe)... here's a mightier list of what I am thankful for.
1. Having the guts to email my dad after 2 years of not speaking
2. Dad responding back, and leading into a wonderful phone call
3. Starting work FOR REAL tomorrow!!
4. Random text messages from friends
5. My new white dress. Way sexy.
6. Matt, and his ability to always make me smile.
7. Wonderful dogs.
8. Good roommates.
9. Oober comfy bed
10. My art wall!
11. Fish Wrangler on Facebook. Way addicting, but I love it nonetheless.
12. AcidPro. I made my first song the other night, and Matt made one that's so good!!
13. Exclamation points. They never cease to make me read a sentence twice.
14. Having friends come back into my life, from the past.
15. Love! (and way good ::ahem:: sex)
Oh goodness... I should probably stop now before my mind starts wandering ::giggle::.
Thanks for tuning in. I hope you have a wonderful Thursday...and Friday... and Saturday... and you get the idea.
::high five::
GypsyGinn (trying out a new nickname)
1. Having the guts to email my dad after 2 years of not speaking
2. Dad responding back, and leading into a wonderful phone call
3. Starting work FOR REAL tomorrow!!
4. Random text messages from friends
5. My new white dress. Way sexy.
6. Matt, and his ability to always make me smile.
7. Wonderful dogs.
8. Good roommates.
9. Oober comfy bed
10. My art wall!
11. Fish Wrangler on Facebook. Way addicting, but I love it nonetheless.
12. AcidPro. I made my first song the other night, and Matt made one that's so good!!
13. Exclamation points. They never cease to make me read a sentence twice.
14. Having friends come back into my life, from the past.
15. Love! (and way good ::ahem:: sex)
Oh goodness... I should probably stop now before my mind starts wandering ::giggle::.
Thanks for tuning in. I hope you have a wonderful Thursday...and Friday... and Saturday... and you get the idea.
::high five::
GypsyGinn (trying out a new nickname)
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