Lightning and Chopin

Tonight is another beautiful night that began with a cool breeze and a lightning storm in the nighttime sky. It has now grown into a full downpour. I love it. I had just decided to relax with a glass of wine and my Classical music mix- starting with my favorite Chopin piece.

Today was a great day. I spent most of it talking to Sweetness. He was laid up in bed on his day off from work. He played basketball with a friend yesterday and overworked his legs. He said he wound up getting a pretty bad charlie horse and woke up rather sore. He said he was so happy to be laying there talking to me, wishing I was next to him. He apologized again for everything that happened. This morning I actually woke up to find an email from him, apparently sent after the consumption of almost a whole bottle of wine with his dinner. In it he said that he needed to tell me just how in love with me he is and that he realizes now that he needs me. He can't live without me now, even if he wanted to. It was incredibly endearing and I really could tell he was a little drunk. Even inebriated, at least he was considerate enough to email me instead of sending a text. My full-night's sleep thanks him.

Then we got on the topic of moving in together. We're still making plans for it- we need to both be financially ready, not just emotionally/mentally. Especially since apparently he plans on being with me for a "looooooong time" (his words). He laughed at the fact that I am the only woman he's ever wanted to live with . He lived with one of his exes before (they were together for 7 years), but they were somewhat forced into it. And with his last girlfriend, he turned down the offer of them living together. For a while now, he's been wanting to live with me. To him, it just felt/feels right to have me close. I like that.

Now, I'm just trying to get everything else in my life straightened out so that he and I can start a life together to see where it goes.

Finding Where I Fit in the Pouring Rain

Earlier in the evening, I had the opportunity to sit and watch the most wonderous lightning storm. The smell of rain was heavy in the air and a wickedly strong, yet sweet wind blew with an incredible force. It was exactly what I needed tonight. After the day I had, I needed this calm before the storm. And even as the storm came, there was still much catharsis in the pouring of the cold rain on my skin.

Then, as I was going through some old CD mixes I made a long time ago, I found this song and can't believe I ever forgot it. I LOVED this song something crazy. I still do.





OH! And I had a dream about Mr. X (formerly Douchey..still). I don't remember too much detail. I know that I was doing some daily mundane task and there he was standing next to me. He had his half-smile, wearing his grey hoodie with black skulls on it. As I was working, he was talking to me. He kept on about how our friendship had meant so much to him and blah blah blah... I don't remember all of what he said, just that I started feeling overwhelmingly bothered by his presence. Not because I was busy, but because it was him. Had anybody else been standing there, I would've been fine talking and getting shit done. I couldn't even stand to look at him without wanting to roll my eyes and yell at him to leave. I was happy to wake up.

100 Posts of Crazy Overrun by Wildfire and Wild Love

Its been one hell of a week. I did take some time away to rest and do other things that have been so badly neglected (i.e. Sleep, Live, paint my toes a pretty and summery color). And I caught up on all the news of the many, many, many wildfires that have all but taken over Texas. Um, when the hell is the rain going to get here already?? Thoughts and prayers go out to all that have been affected by this and the other weather-related tragedies around the country.
I thought maybe I'd do something awesome for my 100th blog post, but alas, was unable to figure something out. It'll be just like any other post...full of the craziness that is me.
So things are still really great with Sweetness. He made my Labor Day...alot less laborious. I spent the day with family doing family things. We spent most of the time texting back and forth. I don't exactly recall what lead to it but part of our exchange went a little something like this:

Sweetness: Baby! We're in love! :)
Me: (thinking he was joking) Haha Nahhh!!!
Sweetness: I'm in love with you.

I forget my response, but he then asked if he could interrupt for a bit so we could talk on the phone. So he called me (family be dammed) and...

Sweetness: I'm in love with you (in his incredibly sexy voice). I wanted to say it and wanted you to hear it straight from my mouth.
Me: (through possibly the biggest grin I've ever been able to create) I'm in love with you too.

We chatted for a bit before I could no longer keep my family waiting. And since then things have been wonderful. We've been talking about living together. Not tomorrow or anything, but definitely in the near future. He wants to wake up with me next to him and I want to fall asleep in his arms.  Guess it would work out then... Eh, we'll see. I've been trying to think of a good song to correlate with this post. There are sooo many choices but I might have to go with a song that I was reminded of when Sweetness said "You are the best thing that's ever happened to me." And Ray LaMontagne it is as he has a song is exactly that...

This version of the song makes me tingly all over. So amazing. So so so amazing.

Sunny Saturday Morning

I awoke this morning to find some snow still on the roof of the house. I'm sure by the end of today it will be but a faint memory. Its warming up pretty fast outside. Nice. I'm planning on getting some shopping done while the weather is nice. Although...I hope I can tear myself away from the Glee marathon currently on TV. Yes, I love Glee... I love it good.
Its a tough choice because the sun is shining through the blinds, its warmth beckoning me forth. I think fresh air would be great right about now though.

Snow Day!

Well, it snowed. FINALLY!  We got measureable snow fall! I was so excited. I even got up late at night to watch the snow fall freshly on the ground. It was one of the most amazing experiences of my life. Being outside in the back yard, in the chilly stillness of the night while everyone else cuddled up warmly in their beds. Just me and the gentle sound of the snow falling. It was absolutely amazing! The feel of the tiny flakes falling on my cheeks, being able to scoop up a bit of snow in my hands and run my fingers over the cold, tiny, white beads. I even walked out to the front of the house and saw the street completely covered in a thin veil of pure white, devoid of footsteps or dirty tire marks. A beautiful solid sheet of snow glowing in the night. I went back to bed with frozen, cherry-red cheeks and a smile on my face.
Of course, not everyone in my area had as great of a night. One highway found itself with a 50 car pile-up. Yup FIFTY cars...Sounds like great times. And in a town where snow fall is extremely rare, you better believe the whole area was completely shut down. Very few people had to report to work. Kids everywhere were elated to have a 3-day weekend and a few hours to play in the snow.
I spent my time baking. My house was filled with the scents of brownies, cookies and banana bread. Another plus is the gas oven kept the house pretty warm and comfortable. I greeted this evening with a bowl of Chicken Tortilla soup- one of my personal favorites. And later, I shall bid this perfect day adieu with a cup of Mexican hot chocolate and a little indulgence in my fresh-baked goodies. All in all it was a wonderful day!