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Looks Better on Me

I know I'm not the only one who does this. Who steals their man's shirts. But, it's not our faults they look better on us anyways! This little number lives with me now :) It's so comfy!

It's not my fault it looks better on me.

In other news, thanks so much for all the kind words for Sammy. It's only day two, and unfortunately it seems like this journey has a few more hills. It doesn't surprise me. Oh patience, you cursed virtue. I remember once praying for patience to have patience, worst idea ever. Patience has always been my weak spot, and being with Sammy, I've definitely had to learn some patience. Even from the beginning, the agonizing moments waiting for him to text me back what our math homework was. Trying to worm my way into his group of friends.

Man. Now I really miss my junior year. That was the best year of school ever. I had a pet fish, met Sammy, built a catapult, did crazy fun things with my girls. Cursed facebook and it's easy access to the past. I found some gems in the photo section. Such a fun year. :) It makes me smile and laugh just remembering all the crazy things.

Ok, in this one I was 15. But it made me laugh!

You totally want to ride on the bus with me huh?

Catapult! And Justin! I miss that kid. 

I miss it. Miss the times where my biggest worry was what type of mac and cheese to make for lunch. Trying to brainstorm some skit for our history class. Burying butterflies and bathroom ghosts in the back of the school. Dang it. Growing up sucks. 


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  1. KathyOctober 10, 2012 at 11:48 AM

    It does stink, growing up. But, my dear you are doing a marvelous job of it. One day you'll look back and say, "Man, I've learned so much". At least until the next time something happens and you realize you know nothing at all. Story of my life!

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