i completely forgot about this guy

marriage proposals are a common thing for me.

as a very young woman working in the Dairy Queen in texas, the old cowboys came in and sucked their cigarettes and told me that i was an excellent woman. then they blew me kisses and asked for more coffee and told me they were all going to marry me.

my car slides backwards into a ditch, last in Texas, and the mid-forty year old man helping me  held my outstretched hand a little bit too long and asked if i was a married woman and then creeped by my window and kept asking me questions about where i live, where i go to church, where i was heading now.

or.

my brother graduates from marine boot camp and immediately gets on facebook with his friends. he shows them my photos, and they cry for my number.

and like an excellent idiot brother, he gives it out.

marriage proposals are left all over my voicemail.

or.

more boys in hawaii

and a really old man who followed me at work and asked me to move away with him

in bars

and in libraries

and surprisingly, more than one on a beach.

look in my eyes

and find something they like

and skip the formalities,

jumping right to lifetime commitments.

or.

the best one.

^this guy. in these photos.

Edmund.

Who i completely forgot about, until someone commented on a photo of mine on facebook from the time i lived and played in hawaii, and then i absolutely remembered.

I was on a beach. by myself, reading.

Edmund was on the beach, with his friends, wasted off his ass.

he fell in love with me.

begged me to marry him.

began to cry when i said no.

big tears sliding down his face, his lips puckered up (as he also tried to kiss me.)

kept holding my hand and pulling me towards his family (assumably to show off his new bride.)

he's from the phillipines. told me that he's an exceptional swimmer. was willing to dive off into the deep blue to prove it.

he told me he loved me. and that i needed to go back to his home and be his "phillipine bride."

and then he asked me to take all these photos of him.

which, obviously, i was thrilled to do.

this is not an everyday opportunity, my friends, not by any means. :)

and when he got a very aggressive and pouty and crybaby and whiny,
i packed up my books, my towel, my sunglasses, my sunscreen
and told him adios.

if i ever

if i ever found myself in a house like this

not only would i expect it to smell faintly of after shave and leather

but i expect i'd be very pleased with the inhabitant.

 too cool.

these are funny

am i right?

right? :)

yoda tassels

Lego Store and Brothers

without a doubt, one of the many perks of being newly single is being accountable ONLY TO ME for my spending.

well, within reason. (Hi Parents who go out of their way to help and support me!)

But let's say that, as I should, I plan and save my money for my future and my bills the way I should.

and because I have a very blessed life, I'm also able to plan and save money to BUY PRESENTS FOR MY BROTHERS!

Happy Birthday Chester!

I recently sent him the above military lego soldiers (recognize a Toy Story reference, anyone?). I thought perhaps a child's imagination should tie into his real-time life, and since T-Bone just hit it up in the Marines, military men it is.

And then, this one. FIREMEN. and an awesome FIRE TRUCK. How cool is that? Duane, my oldest bro, is a fireman/paramedic, and he's the bomb.com. I'm happy to love almost all my brothers by creating a relevant present out of them.

Well, actually, I owe it to them. Once, when I was a little girl, I decided one day that I was REALLY MAD at all my brothers. So I wrote them hate notes.

"Dear Duane and Tim,

You are terrible brothers and buttheads.

Love, Jared"

Of course, I got into all kinds of trouble, as I should (even though I wasn't trying to get Jared in trouble. I just wanted to remain anonymous."

But seeing as I printed the hate notes off of the computer and decorated them, it wasn't hard to figure out they originated from me. :P

And then! Guess what!

I got "Creationary" for Duane.

Have you guys seen it? It's like pictionary except you build things out of legos, which is WAY more fun, and WAY cooler. If you've played it, let me know how it went. I want to play!

No reason, except that I love the crap out of my big bro who always checks in on me and tells me he loves and misses me. I miss him too!

I've decided to start being a woman worth her weight in love. The way to get is to give, and giving is my favorite thing to do. So when the choice was between a new pair of sexy shoes, or giving Duane a surprise awesome present, hands down, no argument, the present goes to Duane.

I love you brothers! and I love the Lego Store!

Commercials for Hooters

Sorry, folks, no pics on this title.

Know what I mean, though?

If Hooters is advertising, something ain't right.

And that's probably a good thing.

:)

Let's Go Camping

searchable on etsy

Bow Tie

VERY into bow ties.

especially adorable vintage july fourth ones. 

:)!