I like taking pictures of food I cook/eat. I sometimes draw, paint and craft things for people I love. I live with a man who just so happens to be the love of my life, so it's pretty convenient.
My current priorities are to be healthy, save money for a bigger home and get back to creating things.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
DATE NIGHT!
I had dinner with my college friend Andy and his girlfriend last night, then my boyfriend joined us for an amazing night of cosmic bowling at our favorite arcade, Round 1. The boys had pitchers of Newcastle, and the girls sucked at bowling. It was great times. And because, for some reason, we kept experiencing technical issues here & there, my boyfriend spoke to the manager and got us a voucher for 4 free games. Oh, the power of polite complaints.
I love that I still think he’s the sexiest guy in the world and I love that I’m still so in love. I take it all- the good, the gassy, the funny, and the bad. My biggest fear, besides getting shot in the face, is our feelings fading away. I hope it never happens. I hope we stay in love forever. (Or just until I hit an age where I’m completely fine with getting really fat and dying alone.)
Dear beautiful Chicago, we left our mark around the city. Thank you for the amazing time.
Love, Z&D.
My boyfriend likes to leave romantic messages for me to find around the house. This was tonight’s gem, placed at the foot of my bed.
Had a really nice Sunday with the boyfriend. We went hiking on the Eaton Canyon Falls trail in Pasadena, which gave us a pretty decent workout. Plus neither of us got diarrhea from the awful, wonderful carne asada fries we ate last night.
PS: The Devil doesn’t know how to smile.
Boyfriend signed “Clarence” on his last letter and wrote “To the wind, babe” beneath it.
That was seriously too romantic.
And then there was this: I wish I could watch anything with you right now. Even static on the television would be suitable as long as you were within arm’s reach.
Gahdamn, that man knows how to speak to me! I can’t wait to see him in 39 hours. But I don’t want to leave him again. My weak little heart aches every time I’m forced to walk away from the table and drive back to LA. The girl I’d met during my first visit, who had been my bus/line buddy up until last week, will no longer be there because her husband went home this week. I was so thrilled when my boyfriend told me. I texted her to congratulate her and she told me her husband said to “tell Robert he’ll be going home soon too.” I really hope so. His 31st birthday is in exactly 3 weeks. I know he wants to spend it by my side.
“You just said you love me. Now if I say I love you and just throw caution to the wind and let the chips fall where they may, and you’re lying to me, I’m gonna fuckin’ die.” - Clarence Worley
Mailing my boyfriend these coupons I made for his return.
I can’t wait for him to use the pizza date one :) He gets to pick between Costco, Sam’s Club, and Stefano’s in Santa Monica. I hope he picks Stefano’s! We went there on the day we first held hands in public, which happened at Venice when gunshots broke out and I got scared. (Before Stefano’s, he tried to hold my hand and I wouldn’t let him because I felt uncomfortable. How things have changed.)
The only one with an expiration date is “50% Off Nagging” because that’s definitely going to be his favorite. I almost made it already expired so he’d never be able to use it haha :)
NO PURCHASE NECESSARY. VOID WHERE PROHIBITED (OTHER GIRLS.)
It’s been 43 days
since I’ve had any physical intimacy. It’s getting to me more and more every passing night. I want a warm body next to mine. I miss the boyfriend. We haven’t hugged or kissed or anything’d in 43 DAYS. I know many couples go for months at a time without even seeing each other, but I’m not someone who practices restraint. I need intimacy in a relationship for it to make sense to me. The lack of physical contact makes me feel more emotionally distant. And neglected.
All of this is just building up the nervous anticipation for his return. A lot of uncertainty has found shelter inside my mind. To say that he has a lot to make up for is an understatement. This entire ordeal has been a test of will and devotion on my part. And when he gets home, it will become a test of reciprocity. I hope I don’t settle for anything less than amazing.
