Archive For The “gushy” Category
Yep, I said it. I hate the holiday, even despite the pretty awesome and radical roots of it. I spent the entire day sobbing, looking up adoption stories, and eating boxed macaroni and cheese. Because, you know, you probably would, too, if you had an (almost) eleven year old out there and if no one [...]
One year ago today, I decided to invite over an acquaintance to my (then) house. Over the next three months, we began seeing one another with increasing frequency, and on January 13th, to be exact, we began officially dating. But since it’s us, we’ve opted to celebrate the “fun” anniversary and (maybe) the sappy anniversary. [...]
This afternoon, we drove out to West Chester to run some errands and saw a few dozen horses, about 4 cows, and a beaver. Every single animal made me cry like a big idiot because they’re so cute. Moments like this make me hate my other half. Up until him, I had a cold, blackened [...]
You know what’s the best thing ever? Boys who can cook and make you breakfast the morning after you spend the night at their place, despite how surly you look upon waking up.
I might be a little cold in CLA advising and cranky from waking up at 8 am, but I am so incredibly happy right this moment. And, I promise, I won’t drive him into the arms of a hug box.
After 3 months of casually “seeing” one another, I heard the words that every girl wants to hear: Libertarian Male Suitor: anyway, as much time as we’re spending together, I think it’s probably time you got all dolled up and met my other friends, other than just bumping into them on ****** me: okay…sounds good [...]
You would think that, by age 29, I’d stop getting all googly eyed and giddy after a boy tells me that he likes me. But since I’m not done with that, I guess it’s okay to get googly eyed and happy over boys. And by “boys,” I mean, “big burly manly alpha male men.”
I spent four days hanging out with Libertarian Male Suitor. It was awesome. Multiple days of lounging in bed, playing around on the internet, talking, hanging out, cooking, drinking beer and plenty of cuddling makes for a happy Drunkenatheist. Oh yeah, and let’s not forget hot hot dirty things that I won’t post about. They [...]
