Anniversary Weekend Picture Highlights (Day 1)

 

Getting ready in the morning, I was attacked by lil man and pepper...ha

We made it down to Salvo, NC (on Hatteras Island) Friday night about 8 or 9.... We unwound and got ready for bed...watched a couple of movies and just relaxed.  It was friggin' freezing.  Saturday morning we woke up, took our time getting ready and decided to take a trip to Ocracoke, NC (which requires a 40 min ferry ride) and what not... We were off... Jen, lil man, Mandi, the baby, and myself... I was excited.

I didn't realize that Jen had never been on a ferry ride and when I looked at her and gasped, "REALLY?!?!?" She was quick to remind me that they had no real need for ferries where she was from, since it was all mountains and all...Oh yeah...my bad... so this made me even more stoked to share with her and lil man.

 

 Jen was lookin' fierce as always...

 

These are lil cottages you can rent... they are on a little side street called Eagle Pass right before you get to the ferry to go to Ocracoke...they always make me smile :)

 

This one was lil man's favorite... I might have to check out renting one of these someday, when I have money of course.

 
 

On the ferry... lil man was loving it... Jen loved it too overall, but the waves made her head hurt after a while :(

 
 

I love this picture.  The weather was beautiful, mid 70s that day and just sunny and awesome... I was happy to see how both Jen and lil man really dug the ferry experience.

 
 

The fam, lol... I'm glad Mandi went too... she had a good time with us, but was also cool enough to play photographer so I have some pics with all three of us instead of all of them just one or the other

 
 

Really Jen?, lol

 

HEEEEEYYYYY!!!

 

He said he could see our house, and the zoo, and some giraffes, and a shark (I didn't have any quarters for him to see anything, but hey, at least we know his imagination works :)

 
 

The water from behind he ferry

 
 

Can we discuss the fact that Lil man is straight chillin' in this pic, ha

 
 

Tell me those two aren't having a blast...

 
 

Ferry ride back...

 

I love this picture

 
 

We've decided that these ladies are lesbians, for the simple fact that I think it'd be a cool lesbo job to have :) This was a ferry that was docking next to us while we were getting ready to go

 
 

Two guesses as to who had the time of his life :O)

 

It cracks Jen up to hear me say Chicamacomico (Chica- mah- com-eeh-co) 

 
 

I love this picture as well...damn I'm good, ha

 
 

Day one draws to a close...

We all ate at Howard's Pub on Ocracoke Island, I love their burgers, Jen fell in love with the fries... When we got back to the beach house, lil man decided that he wanted to stay with  my mom ... so Jen and I took the opportunity from some alone time and for our anniversary dinner we went to Lisa's Pizzaria (sounds classy huh)...I can't help it, Jen is now hooked on their Fried Broccoli... it was her pick :) It was a great day. We talked and held hands and laughed and smiled, and cuddled (though ended up having to sleep in separate beds because the old school mattress dumped her in the crack next to the wall everytime I moved (and I'm a tosser and turner)... ha, plus Pepper is a bed hog.

While we were in Ocracoke earlier in the day, I finally found the shop that I had been to years before that had a lil silver pelican charm that I wanted... Jen bought it for me which I thought was AWESOME... it was meant to be, me and that pelican... now I just have to get a chain.

Jen asked me what the deal with me and pelican was and I explained to her while we were sitting on the beach the following the day that I just love how they are graceful and elegant when in the air... but how when they land or attempt to catch a fish in the water are often the most uncoordinated, clumsy, hot mess you've ever seen... simply put--I can relate :)  She laughed and said she could understand how I saw the correlation :) hehe.

I'm so in love with this woman.  It's amazing to me how even when we stay at the beach with my mom, aunt, uncle, sister, and neice, plus four dogs, we can still manage to have a great time and feel at ease, and not want to leave at the end of the weekend.  I'm lucky to have had this getaway my whole life (it used to be grandma's and now it's my parents...) it's not fancy or elaborate, one story and two bedrooms, quaint... but its ours... and I'm lucky to have jen to share it with.  I love how she has fallen in love with the things that I myself have enjoyed for as long as I can remember... to think... before me, she had never even truly seen the ocean :) Now she's a beach bum addict like me :)

More photos to come.

Ode to Jen

It's hard to believe that November 8 marked Jen and my one year anniversary. 

This is huge.

This song reminds me of Jen...It's kind of always been our song...since it's one of the few we agree on, ha :)

She's recently turned me on to this song:

I remember hearing this song with her back in the very beginning...this is a FABULOUS SONG...

It's impossible to hear that song and not think about her and how wicked great she is.

Dear Jen,

I remember sitting down at the computer (back in the days when I was addicted to myspace and NOT blogger...) I wasn't in the mood to go to mom's to use the computer, so I had logged into grandma's computer, using Juno of all things.  Yay, dial up... New messages... SCORE! excitement.  Who is this chick... I asked myself. 

The message you sent said something to the extent of how beautiful I am (hello, compliments, flattery... quickest way into my pants--ha) I checked your profile before responding... it didn't say whether you were gay or straight and I saw pics of a kid and wedding photos but no groom (I was confused)... and I remember asking, "So what's your story" (after thanking you of course)--it was my politically correct way of saying, so are you a dyke or what....

I soon figured it out.  I found myself in a shitty situation where I had just asked the current to be my girlfriend after months of being pissed off and irritated at her constant pot smoking and weather channel watching...and I remember laying in bed next to her at the beach house and not being able to think of anything but you... (I hadn't even met you)...it was innocent. You were no homewrecker and were content in just being friends... Later that week I broke up with her... I feel like you always feel like it was your fault.  But in reality it was just a matter of time before it happened.  I wasn't happy and I didn't trust her.... Within a matter of a week or two we were both fighting with the desire to tell the other those three words... "I love you."

We both knew that it wasn't "natural" to fall that quickly...we tried to be logical but yeah, we said fuck it and took a chance.  Both of us guarded and craving the other like that attention would go out of style...

What a great decision we made.

Remember the beginning?

Wasn't that the first trip to meet my folks?

 

I fell in love with lil man early on as well... That long hair kills me... and remember how long your finger nails were... you soon graduated to "real" lesbian status, not porn lesbo, hahaha

 Our first trip to Hatteras, NC

What a good New Year we had...

I love how even my family LOVES you... they just can't get over how I'm my true self around you (they are in awe that you can still love me considering, hell so am I)

Having a blast at my brother's house... my shaved head seems so long ago...I love that we can laugh so much and at the most random things

I love how your lips fit perfectly against mine... how your lips are always soft and never chapped and the fact that you are phenomenal kisser...

Playing dress up...I again will go on the record and state that I LOVE LOVE LOVE your hair short... you're a friggin' hottie and I love how you pretend to not know it, ha ha

At AJ Gators after you got out of work.... (obviously you see that these photos, like my thoughts aren't exactly flowing in any particular order....)

Rawrrrrr.....

A girl after my own heart...

Yes...those boobs were smooshed against my face a lil bit after this picture....hahah (nothing like a quickie in the bathroom in the middle of a going away party....)

Post quickie (that's a glow, we aren't oily, haha)

Hehe...then this weekend...god you are such a goof ball :) Luckily your tongue sticks out farther than it does in this picture hahah...

The most recent picture of us, from this weekend....

What it boils down to is that there is never a dull moment with you.  I love how we can just lay in bed together and talk or saying nothing at all and still communicate. I love how your skin feels against mine... I love the sound of your voice and how you try and make things all better when I'm upset, emotional, or just down right bat shit crazy.

I can't even find the words to describe how I truly feel.  I just hope that I do a good enough job of showing you EVERY SINGLE DAY... I never want you to feel under appreciated.  I am so lucky to have you in my life.  I'm happy you found me :) lol. I never thought I'd find someone that could be my rock... I pretend to be hard core and unbreakable, but as you have found I am not made of stone and I wear my heart on my sleeve...THANK YOU.

I look forward to many more great years ahead...

I love you A LOT.

The Weekend

The following is a summary of my weekend:

I drank on Friday night...

 

With my friend Julie...

 

Dogsat my nephew Shadow:

 

Carved a pumpkin with Jen and lil man...Lil man told me what he wanted it to look like, I drew it... Jen cut... 

She has great hands, wink wink...

 

  

Mr. Pumpkinhead

  

Jen and Lil man

  

Yeah...we are laying on the kitchen floor...Don't judge us...lil man was getting all Olan Mills and shit telling us how to pose and lay and what not, it was cute--he didn't do half bad.

 

We headed outside for some good ol' fashioned fall fun...

 

  

  

  

  

  

Pepper dug up mom's flower bed...

 

I love this pic of lil man latched on to Jen's feet, lol... You can tell he was having the time of his life...

It was a damn good day and damn good weekend.

I heart fall.

 

The end.