Well Control

And in between studying about reverse circulation and bullheading operations, I went out to get his =) (men's are wayyy cheaper thats for sure!)

Yellows and Blues

Just wanted to share a piece of my life here.

Would I want to spend the rest of it in this business though? Not really sure.

A tear for 200 calories

Such a pleasant thought, to know that with each tear we cry we actually get to burn 200 calories? Lets start those cryin' engines ladies!! Amidst all the subtle but disturbing chaos in my life, I want to recall how ridiculously silly I was when the time came for him to get me the ring. Haha. Like, really stupid silly I was.

On a bind for time, I, we didn't really know when the next time both of us would be around together so I took liberty in surveying alone while he was at work. It was on sale.

Of course it was.

A few days later I dragged him along to take a looksy. Compared the prices and texted mama all the way out there to get her input. No pictures were taken. Just prices and which one I liked by rating. So I had my heart set on a pretty basic shape, nothing like the posts I shared earlier. I didn't want to regret getting an all out funky ring and then not wearing it in the years to come.

Anyways the day ended up with my cheeks stained with dried up tears and him not really getting the problem I was having with the whole ordeal.

The picture clearly depicts him with his rejected body language positioned away from me insisting that he has everything under control and my actions have belittled him and his capability.

So here's to the jug of tears on the day we got my wedding ring.

(Love you!!)

Plea.

Somebody please align the stars back to the way they were last week. Cause apparently some how my mojo's been hacked into smithereens and I'm pissed off shitless and exhausted from even beginning to remember how I got to this point. Please just shoot yourself.