Yes, my heart still refers to him as 'my baby', and today is his birthday.
I've been having a tough time this past month (since our last exchange and he said I am letting go), but this week has been BAD. I guess knowing today was coming, and knowing I wouldn't be with him, and missing him a million...
...I sent him that card above. I don't know if it was appropriate or not, but it is truth.
Every single word.
Happy 33rd, baby.
I will always love you, and I miss you terribly.
I've blogged about my awesome karaoke system before, and if you follow me on instagram or twitter, you've heard me talk about it, like, a BILLION times.
Well, Friday, in honor of Josh's birthday this week, we friends got together, and my karaoke made its first road trip. It was Josh's first time using it, to be sucked into its vortex of 'the most fun'.
I pretty sure he had the time of his life (dirty bit):
^ vimeo video, make sure you push 'play'
Thank goodness for old friends.
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In other news, when I was on my way home from work Friday, to shower up and get ready for this night of singing fun, he finally texted me. "Hello" was all I got from him. "Hi" I replied back.
He wanted to know what was on my mind, and I told him I've been expressing it via text and voicemail. It's him who has been completely ignoring me. After broken up pieces of text here and there for about a half hour I said it, "I miss you. I want to see you and hug you...if you want to."
His response:
"If it's meant to be, maybe someday. But I don't want that right now because I am letting go..."
I am letting go
I am letting go
I am letting go
The words still ring in my brain.
Once I read this I understood.
He is letting me go.
He no longer wants to try, or get together and 'see'.
It took those words for me to understand.
I cried a fierce cry.
I'm going to let it be now. I hadn't been able to for months, but now I understand.
I let myself cry a little more.
Then, I picked out an outfit, put on a little makeup, and packed up my karaoke system.
I drove to Josh & Elisa's apartment, and we had a party.
I had a fair amount of cocktails.
Oh, my mutha, Helene!
She was/is gorgois!
Yesterday was her 55th.
Wowwee.
Happy Birthday, mamacita, and many more!
♥ ♥ ♥
Love, ya adult dawduh,
A large bulk of my brood was over to celebrate my Gramsy-pie turning 80. It was a lot of fun, as you can see in the pics above.
Her birthday cake wish was that we'd all be doing the same thing ten years from now, when she turns 90.
I couldn't agree more.
Happy Saturday, lovie bops!
xOxO,
My little sister is 24 today, and yes, we celebrate that she was born on this day and all balloons and butterflies and all that, but also on this day...
...I personally and silently celebrate the coming of my soulmate,
my little present from the heavens of a lifelong
companion in the form of my sis.
For 24 years, I've had someone who makes me laugh harder than anyone ever, really,
who sings so I can dance and dances when I sing,
who knows me like no other, and
makes all the same associations and connections.
She's is here, and she's been here for 24 years.
Happiest of Birthdays, my sister!
See her instagramed present from me here.
My birthday brunch was yesterday and if you ask me, it was a great success. With teacher-work being all encompassing this time of year, it's easy to forget that you have friends that aren't of the 4th and 5th grade variety.
Yesterday was a great reminder that I do, and they're awesome.
chalkboard thought bubble from HERE // last year seen here
Good morning, readers and peepers. Today's my birthday.
Yesterday, however, was my Birthday Eve, and it consisted of...
...SNOW.
Over a foot of it on the ground. Thick, heavy, slushy snow on the tree branches, weighing them down, swooping them low...
It was also the first time the cats went out in the snow, and it was nothing short of hilarious.
I don't believe they liked it (see face above).
Later on in the evening, after a chicken pot pie meal, my sis, my cousin, and I soaked our feet in our jacuzzi bath tub and had a fun, singing, mani/pedi night.
I told the girls they had to put 'birthday sparkles' on their ring fingers. ;)
We let them dry over chatting, laughing,(farting...thanks to my bitt), and tea. It was a sweet, sweet time.
When I layed down to close my eyes, my cute cuddle buddy joined me, and it felt like special birthday snuggles. :*)
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This morning, I woke up, and found balloons.
I feel incredibly grateful for reaching 28.
I feel incredibly grateful to have my family at arms reach.
I feel incredibly grateful for my blessings as I enter this new year of limitless possibilities.
Thank you.
28.
One month ago, today, I turned 27.
Nothing much to say about it, really, except that it was casual, cute, and just enough for me, thank you.
Several days after turning the big 2-7, I set aside time on a gloriously sunny November Saturday morning to sit at our living-room coffee table and craft what you'd call a 'new-birthday-year' goal list.
I spotted the idea last year on this blog in this post and just ran with it! I made a list last November, and accomplished most of the major stuff on it like having my own classroom, getting an I-Phone, taking a blogging class (or two), etc.
Below, is this year's listy list. My *27*before*28*... taa daa!
Hmmm...so what do you think? Anything sound similar to what's on your year's goal list, written down or not?
...but you know, there's definitely something to writing it down.
I must say, write. it. down.
Take a look at #21, for example. First steps to "my own place". Well, the day after writing this down, the boyf and I were walking in his neighborhood when we saw an "Open House" advertisement for an apartment in his building. We walked in, just to peek, and it was the most gorgeous start-up space I'd ever seen. As I walked through, I thought, Could this possibly become ours? Then, I remembered this list, and how I had just written down what I was experiencing the previous morning. It was something else.
Words give things power, and I feel that writing them down sets your passion in motion.
Exhibit B: this*blog. #10
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That's all I have for you today.
Merry Friday, Mistle-toads!
xoxo,
