My Bob. Romance novels and sappy movies. Expensive perfume. Wine, wine and more wine. Sleeping with lots of blankets and the air conditioning on at full blast in the summer and with the windows wide open in the winter. Sneaking into the baby clothing aisle to look at baby clothes. Snarky celebrity blogs. Dinner parties that start early and end late. Finding designer jeans cheap at Nordstrom Rack. The time of year when summer turns into fall. Warm sweaters and nights by the fire. Looking forward to Christmas before Halloween even rolls around. Air popped popcorn and mashed potatoes. Game night. Big plans. Farmer's Markets. Traveling Europe. Lame movie quotes. Being a democrat. Laughing at mullets. Flowers, gardens and home improvements. My best friend Lindsay. Magazines. Tapas. Both of the famous Stewarts: Martha and John. Change. Anything remotely related to Harry Potter. People who make you want to be better. Politics. Waking up to rain outside. Barnes and Noble chairs and a good book. When it's light late in the summer. Seasonally appropriate scented candles. Buying and wrapping Christmas presents. My pets. My mother and her strength that I only hope I have inherited. Sleazy reality television. Hammocks. Going to the airport. Rob's gourmet cooking. Friends that I don't see often enough and those I see all the time. My family. Ansel Adams photography and Sandra Cisneros poetry. Beautiful things. Weddings. Pottery Barn Catalogs. First Thursdays. Baby name websites. College memories. Hoping. Waiting to see what the future holds.
"Life is not waiting for the storm to pass,but learning to dance in the rain"