Tuesday, June 1, 2010

My love must be a kind of blind love

I always dreamed of sitting on a stool in a diner as I am sitting next to my love and  I can hear the flamingos singing " I only have eyes for you" on the Jukebox and in that moment life is perfect. I am exactly where I need to be.

I was definitely born in the wrong decade

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

True Story

Me: 15 on 3 please
Gas Attendant: Why hello how are you?
Me: I am good thanks and you?
Attendant: pretty good
Me: cool, cool
Attendant: So does your boyfriend like that?
Me: Excuse me?
Attendant: Your ring in your nose
Me: Oh ummm yes yes he does?
Attendant: See I get the tongue rings for sexual pleasure but what does the nose ring do?
Me: its a septum ring and umm I don't know. Have a nice day!
Attendant: YOU TO!!!!!


*** To say the least that was a very awkward conversation with a much older Indian man***

Apparently I am on a roll (we had a mobile until come and test our hearing at work)

Mobile Doctor: I like the color of your hair
Me: Thanks!
Mobile Doctor: Is Huff your given or married name?
Me: Given
Mobile Doctor: Nice

Monday, March 29, 2010

small talk always makes me really nervous.

Monday, March 22, 2010

And so it seems only in dreams

I dreamt of you last night and it broke my heart. I was with a friend and walked into a party and you were there, my mouth dropped. I turned to my friend and asked what to do and she sat in silence. I wanted to scream but nothing came out.

I avoided you but it did not work, you came over anyway. You asked why? I had no response I still could not speak, it was all in my head. You turned away from me and words finally came out. STOP! you turned and came running back. All I wanted to do was hug you, kiss you, feel you. We sat for hours and talked. I told you I was sorry and you cried. We caught up on our lives and just how great things were going (or how horribly). I just wanted to tell you I was lonely and wished I had you back. You sat in silence and I watched as you wiped the tears from your eyes. All I wanted to do was lean over and wipe them off for you. It felt as if we were in a time warp. I never wanted it to end.

All of a sudden we were in my beetle driving to work as we had done before and I was smiling I could not help it. Things were back to normal. It all felt so real. I knew every detail I could tell you what everyone was wearing and the expressions on peoples faces. In the end we were back at the party and everyone smiled as we walked in.

My alarm went off at 6:30am this morning. I wanted to cry because that meant it was all a dream.

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Utah

I am home now, and God it feels good





This was my first vacation without Meza and I am not going to lie it was weird

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Macaroni


Yankee Doodle went to town
A-riding on a pony
Stuck a feather in his cap
And called it macaroni.
Yankee Doodle, keep it up
Yankee Doodle dandy
Mind the music and the step
And with the girls be handy.

Well I do not know about most but I have always wondered what the heck macaroni means in the yankee doodle song. Well today I have the answer! Macaroni was a slang term in the 18th Century (Rococo). Young men in France had went to Italy and were very amused by the dish macaroni and thought it was very delightful. Well these young men were the "hipsters" of today (sad that is what I have to compare it to)  and came back started using macaroni as cool. They were ones who started all the fashion trends and new slang in France. So anytime something was badass or you were stoked on anything they woud say " Thats macaroni" So as with anything slang travels. When Yankee Doodle put that feather in his hat he made it macaroni.