i'll love you for a thousand more...

roam...if you want to

why do i have this feeling in the pit of my stomach that i was meant to be european? i melt for cobblestone streets and old world architecture. i am obsessed with breathing-in other cultures, not to mention tasting them ;) there's something about timeless european cities that makes me weak, someday...someday.

oh! how happy was this dear old heart of mine, not to mention this childish little spirit, when lover said we'd be going to....(wait for it)....BELGIUM!! this summer. he wanted to cross tomorrowland of of his festivals-i-must-go-to list and me?...i don't need an excuse to wander!

we saw sights, we partied, we danced...sometimes barefoot, we ate, we made friends: aussies, brits, brazilians, american folk, and even swedes, we loved, we sang, we laughed...we took a lovely bite out of brussels and boom, and you wouldn't have to ask us twice to do it again!

 

 

 

 

 

                             

                                     

 

 

                                                      

                                                             

                                                

                                     

                                        

get up and shake the glitter off your clothes now...

what a lovely way to spend such a milestone...sin city with my bestest. i could welcome 30, at least, 10 more times if it would promise to be just like this.  shoot me for not doing the proper research but one of those quotes "out there" (ahem...on the internet) says something about not realizing you're making memories until after the moment's passed and tadaa! there you've got it... a memory!...and how we miss them so, once they've passed (sniff, sniff...tear). this one was, surely, for the books and a fancy little blur of a weekend that i shall cherish dearly, it dances with my plenty of other little daffodils!

shame on me for often forgetting just how grand this little ol' life is; cheers to the palazzo for being so beautiful and thus making us feel so italian and fancy and gorgeous (although that could've been the gold sequins and black lace, who can tell?!), cheers to the cut for being so absolutely yummy, salud to my brotha from another mother (that mother, namely, mrs. sharon friddle) who without i'd surely have been the only depressed person in vegas and who also without i might have made the beatles love show but most definitely who without i wouldn't be able to say we partied in true vegas fashion, cheers to jason and his calming presence and good-hearted smile, and l'chaim to my dearest adam, my partner in crime and my obsession. hope we'll be drinking to this one for a while...a grand weekend!

i'm going rococo with sequins in the summer...

if you'll be my bodyguard, i can be your long lost pal

anything you can do, i can do better (it's the motto my bestie and i live by in order to continue reaching our highest potential). here's a more accurate account of how i recall our very short yet very sweet getaway to utah. sans marcus, but that's fine, we'll makeup for it in april. see here, http://absolutepitts.blogspot.com/2012/03/i-can-call-me-betty-and-betty-when-you.html, for the more polished version.

friday flight shmight, i prefer heightened anticipation and arriving fashionably late

saturday warm welcomes <3. lovely kenna and her keen eye to detail (i suppose the only logical explanation for a freshly pressed stack of singles is that one is engaging in a widely frowned upon profession to fund herself through college or in this situation probably support her shopping addictions). reese's peanut butter eggs. making new friends, cipp & chantal :) . childish pranks with the car remote key, sheesh! kids will do the darndest things for a good laugh. shelley...good 'ol shelley...bless her heart. the gracie's bathroom. oh, and the mcdonald's drive-thru, thou shall not forget the mcdonald's drive-thru (i will not let you forget the scene at the mcdonald's drive-thru, and believe me neither will adam).

sunday melted mints. my life is like a fart (parents, please know what your children are watching on the tv, i mean seriously). pizza=morning-after-breakfast. madden "how long is mom gonna be gone today" me "i don't think that long" madden "not as long as yesterday right", what a beautiful thing to be so wanted and loved. owning that mountain at brighton, had we been on a skiing/snowboarding team at hchs, we'd surely have earned our varsity letters for such a display of motivation and effort, oh, and skill of course. reese's peanut butter eggs. a graciously loaned pair of comfy and gorgeous steve madden boots (you know where to send them if you ever want to be rid of them).

monday walking dizzy and hurting eye sockets. the unforgettable canyons. reese's peanut butter eggs. <3 deann, my long lost pen pal. max "mom, where did ummm go?" (ummm=adam). i'm just horrible at goodbyes :'(

alas, it had to end but that's my story and so let it be a most informal documentation of our memorable events that weekend, thus if my memory should fail me, this will not ;)

the yankees are coming....

i can hardly contain myself! we're down to 4 days until that little sunshine of mine and i make our way out west to see our favorite family that side of the mississippi, i guess i should speak for myself cause i'm certain boy is more excited to board those beautiful utah canyons. it's been a long time in the making this trip and i just know those few days will hardly be enough to get my fill but i'll take what i can get. i hope i get a chance to make my way out to target or hobby lobby (hint, hint starr). oh and i do also hope that we can squeeze out a 4th birthday party for max while we're at it causing all sorts of ruckus in herriman (hint, hint starr)...happy birthday max!

would i?

the better half of me...

who'd of thought that 15 years ago when i met this crazy little blonde that she'd become such a big part of my life. fifteen, and life before we knew who we were gonna be ;) not another face flashes through my mind faster when i'm in need of someone, little starr wears so many hats for me and i am forever grateful for such a blessing. people go a lifetime without finding a true friend or knowing the meaning of such a bond. what would i have become had i not had her to make all the mistakes before me in high school? what would i be without our daily phone therapy? not to mention the darndest things her little children say ;) oh the contribution you and markus have given to the face of tomorrow, i must say starr, i couldn't have done better myself, for what is a world without laughter!
thank God and thank sharon and ken for my wonderful little you, my beautiful sister soul :) and thank you for knowing and being and hoping with me as well as laughing and crying and smiling with me and for gossiping and complaining, minimally of course, don't we girls need that too! happy birthday to my very dearest and bestest amiga! today is your day and we'll celebrate that sweet little quirky and carefree heart of yours, what would this world...what would my world be without it?!

here's to yesterday

hello new year, goodbye yester year, and as i've been rounding up some of these scraps for something i'm putting together for my adam...i'm inclined to share some of the moments and smiles and laughs that have made up the best of 2011, although the funnest and craziest we'll keep between we two and well...a selected few ;) , and as for the bad times, i'll do my best to let those go.

well with my writing off of fakebook, my need to be seen and heard, well itsa itchin'!!

here we go off to a good start, 6 days in, this looks promising!