i want to be better

To the guy who steals my heart, You know I have been told a few times or I have heard a few times from people that you want someone who makes you want to do better, be better. And I agree with that. We had this discussion last night about this very subject. Someone stated that I shouldn’t look for someone to change me or make me different. But that’s not changing me. I find absolutely nothing wrong with the fact that when I am with you, I want to be better. I want to be the best I can be. For me. And for you. Because we always have room for improvement right, and for you I want to be the best me I can be. And in the meantime…while I {patiently} wait for you… I am working on bettering myself. Because good gravy I have plenty to work on… but really.. I’d be happy if you showed up anytime now (wink, wink) xoxo, me

little letters

Dearest Parents,
Happy Anniversary!!! 27 years! That is awesome! Thank you for showing me that love can truly last. And also for teaching me that marriage is hard. It takes work. But that it is worth it. You guys seem more in love than ever and I am so grateful I have a good example of marriage and love in my life. Happy Anniversary! I hope you have fun on your little getaway. Don’t worry… I’ll make sure the house is clean after all the parties…

Dear Body,
Can we cure this cold any faster??? I know I forgot daytime cold medicine at home. And the only medicine I had at work was night time cold medicine. Go figure. But I took it. Because really how much more tired can I get at 5 am? Ok…maybe really tired. But I am pumping up the vitamins and we need to get rid of this. We have things to do. Mmmkaythanks!

Dear Fiona (aka my car),
How the devil do you get so dirty so fast inside. I feel like I just vacuumed you and I already need to do it again. How do you get so much dead grass on the floor? We need to fix this. It drives me crazy when you are dirty. Hopefully this weekend I can get you cleaned out.

Dear Future Husband,
Where are you??

Hello my weekend,
Well almost. Today is my Friday. YAY!!!! 4 more hours….

a letter to HIB

{let me preface this by telling you that if you are unsure as to who HIB is then I would like to refer you to this post.
And for those of you who saw my status on FB, well this is why}

Dear HIB,

I finally made it to institute last night with Amanda. {after I think, 3 weeks of being unable to go}
You were there. {my heart skipped a beat}
No, I did not get the chance to talk to you, I am sorry.
I know. Please don’t be disappointed.
I did smile and you smiled back. {I’m taking baby steps}
But I have to admit.
Something weird happened. {And I am trying to figure out why.}
For whatever reason about halfway through the evening {after the smile} all the sudden you and your friends just kept looking over where we were standing.
It was weird.
It happened several times.
It reminded me of High School.
Completely awkward!
Ugh!
I left last night feeling more hopeless than ever.
I am now worried about next week.

xoxo,
your crush who is much too shy to approach you and secretly hoping you will take the first step

Dear Target

Dear Target,
This is why I have not seen you in awhile. This is also why I can't see you that often. I am sorry our relationship has to be like this but it just does. You definitely do not help my addiction. You make it worse. I am sorry.


Can you see my problem?
I will see you again soon.
Another pay day perhaps.

xoxo,

A Letter

Dear California,
I am coming to see you Monday. Sorry this is the first visit. I am coming as soon as I can. I am looking forward to seeing your beautiful beaches. I have really missed it. Did you miss me?
I hope this is the beginning of a beautiful relationship.
Please be good to me. Thank You!!!
See you soon!
xoxo,

A Letter

Dear Texas Roadhouse Waitress...

I know we only ordered one meal. I know you refilled our basket of rolls 3 times. I know it looked as if we were devouring those rolls like nothing else. I am also sure it looked weird that I was only eating a small piece of meat and some potatoes. I am pretty positive you thought I was eating all those rolls instead of paying for a meal. I just wanted to let you know I wasn't. I of course did eat one. But I actually was hoarding them in my purse. They are so good you see. Can you really blame me.

Krissa