perfect.

I want to live somewhere perfect.

Where I can host outdoor parties.
Where I can grow pretty plants, the non-cacti kind.
Where I can have a beautiful garden of yummy veggies and fruit.
Where Nic and I can sit out on the porch swing, dead-center-summer, and watch our kids play in the front yard.
Where my car can be allowed to not have AC in the summer {Not that I would want to drive without it, but I already am in this dag-blasted heat}
Where our kids can go trick-or-treating and not worry if they're going to melt in their costumes.
Where there's not a dead spot in photoshoots, at least in the summer. Winter I don't mind so much.

Me: "I want to live somewhere that has Show Low weather, without the Show Low part."

Nic: "It rarely snows in coastal Oregon."

Me: "Perfect."

I need out of here.

This heat bugs.

Come on- it's almost October.

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I might get a job at The Children's Place or Aeropostale.

Excited.

Yes.

I'm sure it'll be much better than my last experience.

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I'm feeling low in self-worth and esteem lately.

It's my own fault.

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I started going to institute. It's nice. I miss seminary.

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I've been daydreaming a lot lately.

Imagining.

Hoping.

Wishing.

sighing.

lots of sighing.

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"Perfect" is the perfect word to describe how I'm feeling..

If you want to be sarcastic and slightly amusing.

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I use "I" a lot.

How are you feeling?

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"Well this road I'm on is gonna turn to sand, and leave me lost in a far off land. So let me ride the wind till I don't look back, and forget the life that I almost had. "

--Peter Bradley Adams

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I sort of have a picture to post:

There will be more on the photo blog soon. But to see the other couples from this homecoming group, go here.

Au revoir.

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P.S. I'm legal as of 9 days ago.

Happy belated birthday to me.

yee.haw