Xmas Day

Xmas Day was awesome !

A couple of the things I got were :

* A big coffee-table style book : ' Through The Lens - National Geographic , Greatest Photographs ' from my sister , Kristy.

* A photo album and fridge magnet frames from my other sister , Nikki.

* An electronic organiser , an address book with beautiful ' Mother-Daughter' quotes and a gorgeous embroidered leather carry case ( to store travel momentos ) from my mum.

I loved all my pressies from my fam !

Cody DID spark up a lot on Xmas Day too , he and his brother were absolutely spoiled rotten by Santa this year *wink* ! ...
Although by the afternoon , he came to me where I was sittin on the couch , and laid his head down on my lap , exhausted.
That aint unusual though ... Xmas Day has a mysterious way of rendering most people with a case of exhaustive-slump-itis...

I was talkin to J on the phone at the time Cody came for his quiet snuggle time with me.
I just sat , leant down for a kiss and whispered " Hey baby , have a rest " and stroked his hair.
His brother , Zane , is just an amazing baby ( no bias I promise ! lol ) ....
I have never seen a baby so bursting with smiles and beauty in his eyes.
Even when he coughed and it sounded like it hurt , he would then erupt instantly into the most beautiful smile.
Its as if he is this big , bright , bubble of joy poured into a little human body. As someone that has always gravitated to babies throughout my life , I've known my fair share and can safely say I have never met such a happy baby such as he.
I hope he keeps that inner glowing happiness.
I hope the world doesnt sully it.
I know , with gut instinct , that he is going to be a being that brings a lot of happiness to other people.
You look into his eyes and just see a quiet yet constant kindness ....
This observation is clear and undeniable.
When he snuggles into my arms and lays his face on my shoulders or chest in his lil way of givin cuddles ...I melt.

Couple of pics from that day.

Filling up a Xmas present in tiger pyjamas.




Trying it on for size.



Hmmm seems to fit well.




Photo Blooper but its a cool effect.




Zane makin his first Xmas lunch speech and so forth.

Friendship

Song Playing : ' Hey You ' - Pink Floyd

'Hey you, standing in the road
Always doing what you’re told,
Can you help me?
Hey you, out there beyond the wall,
Breaking bottles in the hall,
Can you help me?
Hey you, don’t tell me there’s no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall....'


I was home , sick , from work yesterday and so was in bed sleeping when I was awoken by the sound of my name.
Groggily I slowly got up , unsure whether I had dreamt being called to , my hair stickin up all over the place like a birdsnest with ADD-afflicted baby birds as residents.
Walked out to my kitchen and looked outside.
Not a soul stirred outside.
Hmm ok nevermind then...
An hour later I emerged and walked downstairs to go to the supermarket and found a bag that had been pushed under my fence , evidently with the aid of a big stick lying , guiltily , nearby.
It had a book inside and an envelope with ' To Teens' written on it and knew instantly that it was Lisa that had been outside earlier , calling me.
I looked at the book inside the bag , turned it over to read the back.
I wont write the entire synopsis , just parts.

Its called ' Truth and Beauty - A Friendship '

' What happens when the person who is your family is someone you arent bound to by blood ?

What happens when the person you promise to love and honour forever for the rest of your life is not your lover , but your best friend ?

.... A portrait of unwavering commitment that spans twenty years....
...this is what it means to be part of two lives that are intertwined. This is a tender , brutal book about loving the person we cannot save. It is about loyalty and about being lifted up by the sheer effervesence of someone who knew how to live life to the fullest ....'

I 'awwwwwwww'ed' silently , smiled , and walked to the supermarket. Thinkin about her , thinkin about the almost twenty-one years of best-friendship we've clocked up so far.
Then it struck me.
The book that I have wanted to write , that I struggled to think of a story to fill it with.....
I am sitting on a goldmine of material , right there in our life growing up together.
Theres my first book.
Of course it will be fictional but I'm gonna plough the tonnes of experiences we shared as inspiration , for starters.

Then , when I opened her letter twenty minutes later , I had to smile and shake my head in wonder because , well heres an excerpt :

' Dearest Teens ,
Oh where do I start !?
You are the person who made my childhood hilarious ( hehehe).
I loved when you read to me in bed at nites [sic] when we had sleepovers.
We were inseperable...!
That was until when Ralf ' Walkie-Talkie ' came along .... !
Oh , the funny times ... we could write a book about it !
And we just might ... but not YET ! When we are old and grey... but you and I will never be grey ( hair dye ) ....'

She had also wedged a bookmark in the book , which looks like one she has used ..and the book looks like she has read it and passed it to me to read because she saw a mirror of us in it .. which I love.
The bookmark has a philosophical piece written on it about change.

' Change ; It can be exhilarating , annoying , challenging , and threatening. Sometimes you love it - a change is as good as a rest - sometimes you are uncomfortable with it. You resist it , endure it , fear it , cause it and HOPE for it.
Above all , at times you NEED it...'


In the letter she included old memories , in amongst present day news , that I had long since forgotten.
Such as the bit about how we nicknamed her b/f ( who later became her fiance and father to her two girls ) 'Walkie-Talkie '.
So I was standing at the supermarket , reading her letter and chuckling & smiling to myself.
As soon as I returned home from shopping , I sat down at my desk and started the book.

Merry Xmas !

Song Playing : ' Happy Xmas ( War Is Over )' - John Lennon.


Well its Xmas Eve ( 12:41 am ) as I type this and after I'm done with work later today ( 5 pm ) I am venturing back up to country Victoria , Seymour.
It got to around 36 degrees celcius today ( ok , well yesterday now ) and right now its a balmy 28 C .... after wrapping presents I went out onto my courtyard and it was absolutely gorgeous outside !
Ppl on the other side of the globe have commented before that it would be weird having a hot Xmas but I think theres nothin better !
Of course , that is because I have grown up experiencing hot summer Xmas days ....
Where everyone spends most of the day outside ( unless they're inside eating Xmas lunch ) wearin barely any clothin , sunscreen etc .
When I was growin up I ( along with most Aussie kids ) would just run around in bathers and spend the day running under the lawn sprinkler , gigglin our heads off , or in a pool ( our own or someone elses ) doing ' bombs ' from the edge of the pool , handstands underwater or floatin around in tyre tubes , in amongst playing with our new toys courtesy of 'Santa' *wink *.
Just a bunch of cheeky , bronzed-skinned rugrats !
Its daylight savings at this time of year so the night finally descends around 9:30 pm .... which meant extra playin time ..always a good thang ....*grin*.

Someone asked ( on the photoforum ) , the other day , when we each stopped believing in Santa and my immediant thought was :

'When I saw dad leaving a bong , a full bowl of 'mix' and 'cookies' out for Santa on Xmas Eve , instead of the regular milk & cookies'...

Thats when the gist was up , ppl .... coz my 9 year old brain realized that , nowhere did it say that Santa was a stoner ....
;)
Goin to spend Xmas Eve & Xmas Day with my mum , stepdad , two sisters and nephews.
Cody is sick and has been for the past ( almost ) two weeks :( ....
So I hope the gorgeous lil man is feelin somewhat better in time to soak up Xmas Day and enjoy Santa's pressies and everything good and kidlike for the day.
The poor darlin' has been sick almost every Xmas he's had so far ( three outta the 4 ) so I'm realllllly hoping he sparks up and is feelin good by the time the day arrives.
Its just been bad luck & timing that he catches a bug or whathaveyou around this time the 3 Xmas's outta the 4.
Kisses baby boy , see ya tonight , ya better give me cuddles and help us put out cookies and milk ( yes , the regular kind ) for Santa !

And its gonna be Zanes first Xmas ! Kisses and cuddles to you too , you happy , gorgeous lil cherub !

Alan , an Irish lad that was workin at the company I work for , rang me at work yesterday ( Thursday ) to wish me a merry xmas. He's been gone from our company for a week now as he left for another job closer to his home. He didnt have a great experience with my bosses ( surprissssssse ) but he and I got along like a house on fire so I was happy that he hadnt forgotten me and called to chat and send good wishes !
At the end of the convo he said " Mind yerself darlin ! "
I was like " Huh ? .... Do ya mean ' Take care of yourself '" ?
He chuckled and said in his thick irish accent " Yeah thats what I meant , only in Irish ... dont worry , I'll teach ya yet .... ! "
I made him promise not to lose touch and he's gonna call back again next week to get my home ph. number etc.
He and his wife are throwin a BBQ at their place in the New Year ... as a housewarming party .. he's invited me to that ....so we're all gonna be catching up then.
Ya know when ya meet ppl and know instantenously that they're gonna be amazing friends in your lifetime ... Alan is one of those ppl to me.
I really feel blessed that I have been surrounded by so many good , amazing ppl in my life.
Then I have met so many good ppl that have become friends in the past year or so ....

Thennnnn ... well I met my babe ... ( refrains , for the moment , from the mush-avalanche , its evident how I feel there ).....*wink*

Growing up in the environment that I did ( of the criminal-underground element , but wont go into it here ....) I encountered many , many potentially damaging and dangerous ppl , in our home and elsewhere....
Thankfully , though , my sisters and myself were kept close to the good ppl ( my mother and nana to name two ppl ) and were protected from it to a great degree.

I wont be back until the Monday after Xmas ( most likely , if my mum doesnt kidnap me the entire time I have off work lol ).
Sooooo I wanna take this time to wish you all an utterly happy and safe Merry Xmas !
May ya all get good pressies , eat & drink until ya fit to burst and generally have a relaxing day with the people ya love !
Most importantly , may you all remember just how good ya really do have it in life.

J , honey I shall talk to you today hopefully and on Xmas Day ( well , Xmas day on my side of the planet lol ) ....
Just know that I wish we could spend it together in person ....buttttt next year I'll be there :D ...

Hopefully it'll be a white xmas coz I've never experienced a cold , snowy Xmas .... never even had eggnog before so that's def gotta be in there somewhere next year too , lol !!

Oh and our apartment is gonna have mistletoe hanging everywherrrrrrrre ... like we need any excuses but hey ...* evil grin *

Sayonara good ppl , for now !

Love - T xxxooo

Maya

A handful of poems that I realllllly like , from a beautiful lady I admire , Maya Angelou...

'Still I Rise'

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.



'Phenomenal Woman'

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.


'I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings'

The free bird leaps
on the back of the win
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wings
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky.

But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings
with fearful trill
of the things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird sings of freedom

The free bird thinks of another breeze
an the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn
and he names the sky his own.

But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing

The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.


'When You Come'

When you come to me, unbidden,
Beckoning me
To long-ago rooms,
Where memories lie.

Offering me, as to a child, an attic,
Gatherings of days too few.
Baubles of stolen kisses.
Trinkets of borrowed loves.
Trunks of secret words,

I CRY.

Another Cool Site

Song Playing : ' Shine On You Crazy Diamond ' - Pink Floyd

Known about this site for awhile now .... this girly is an Aussie expat , and yes to state the obvious , shes now residing in the U.S....

Interesting & funny reading :D

An Aussie In America

I need to figure out how to set up a permanent list of links on this blog .... I've looked in blogger help a little (not extensively ) but havent had any luck so if anyone can tell me how I do this ...let me know...

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Exhalation

Never has it felt sweeter to be able to utter these words to you finally..

" I love you " ...

Which I finally got to tell you for the first time , in your arms and to your face , on the 4th December * smile *



Yeahhhhh for mushy posts !

Heres a pic of him ( on the far right ) in England with two mates ....



Just an excuse for me to look at his mugshot again , get used to seein pics of him *grin*

I displayed this photograph below ( by Philip Greenwood
) that I love , a few weeks ago , on here.
J and I went to the Sunday market at St Kilda the day after he arrived and he bought it for me !!

So I now own it !



I bought him a print from Philip too .... he chose one he liked , of a clifftop in Mt Buffalo in Victoria.

My babe also bought me this solid silver bangle at the market that day...




Heres my Xmas present from him .....


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Which he gave to me on 'Tina Day ' ( Monday 6th Dec - mark that in your calender *chuckle* ).
He had planned to buy it long before he got here and bought it while he was in Boston for his brothers wedding.
He was teasing me with a couple of hints , as to what it was , leading up to his arrival.
Its a necklace from Tiffany's called 'The Eternal Circle ' and I adore it !
I wore it out to dinner that night and pretty much havent taken it off since :)

I bought him a few things at the market too ... lol , it became a pressie game of Tag.
He'd buy me something ... we'd walk along the market further and he'd spot something HE liked ...so I'd buy that for him and so on ...

I bought him a ring too ... as a chrissy present.
Its sterling silver and the words " Love Conquers All " are engraved around it in Latin.
I got it engraved on the inside with my own personal message. It is too big for his ring finger *sad look * but the next size down that was available just barely fit on his pinky finger.
So I bought him a silver chain and he wears it around his neck.
Only one other jeweller sells this ring in the world ( and they're in the UK )besides the jeweller I bought it from ...Apparently a museum in the UK has the original.So this ring I bought him is a replica of that.

I have written down , in my 'pen and paper ' journal , everything about that day and night .... told a couple of ppl close to me all about it ...but for the first time , I feel its one of those things that I really dont wanna share with everyone because it was so special and for us ( I know that might not make sense ... ).
Just ...the dinner and everything that happened afterwards is something for his and my memories , moreso.
But , hey , if we end up havin kids one day we can tell them *grin *...
I know that it was one of the most beautiful evenings of my life so far and this man made me feel absolutely amazing ( he is absolutely amazing ) ...
Will say that we danced for the first time together that night and it was the best dance I've ever had :)
May there be many more dances with each other *wink*

Garden State Date

First day in my place alone...my little sister moved out this morning into her new apartment.
Hot & restless , I flopped down on my bed....no energy to do anythin else ...bored ....
Thinkin ...."Cant stay here all night....."
I looked at the time. 8:30 pm.
Hmmmm.
Dragged myself up , over to the computer and looked up cinema times at Nova , in Lygon Street.
'Garden State' was on in an hours time.
Ok , thats what I can do then.
Got bag , packed water and headed out into the warm evening.
Walked the half hour to the cinemas , bought the ticket and wandered into Borders to kill 20 minutes.
God there were so many ppl out.
Unsurprisingly. I mean , it IS 'date' night.
I guess I was taking myself on a date...just because I like being so different to everyone else and all *wink*.
Besides ,my real date couldnt make it ...I sent him out to buy cigarettes and he wound up in Canada somehow.....
Silly lad...
Garden State = another movie to add to my " OH have you SEEN this movie ?! Ya GOTTA see it , its good !!! " list.

Its funny ! Its a movie about normal ppl who are so refreshingly imperfect !
Anyone could so relate to them. The movie takes all their imperfections , nuances , embarrassing moments , quirks and makes these people beautiful in their imperfection.
What struck me the most in this movie , more then any other movie I've seen , is that these people actually TALK ( as well as behave ) like normal ppl in day-to-day life.
Not talk as in 'Hollywood-scripted-always-know-just-what-to-say-and-how-to-say-it' way that we're all so used to now.
Like , for example , just awkward things that slip outta ya mouth and ya think " Oh god , what I just said sounded really stupid just now...!" or " Um ....WHY did I just say that ...?!"...
Natalie Portman's character I related to a LOT ( except two things,which I wont mention here as to not give everything away lol ).
Especially related to her in the scenes towards the end...
Oh , and the ending - I loved too .....(sorry , cant fault this movie anywhere ....lol )
It just imparted the message ( reminder ) that life is messy and funny and weird and that is what is so charming and beautiful about it. That we should stop tryin to be something we're not ....to cease sugarcoating ourselves and others and trying to sand back the 'rough' bits ....
Because we're drowning out the music we're supposed to be dancing to...

So , yep ..gonna buy this movie on dvd when it comes out... *grin*

Afterwards I just strolled down Lygon Street , back into the balmy warm night. So many people walkin around ...so many cars on the road. Alone ....lost in thoughts of the movie , moving , going to Canada .....feeling just a teeeeny bit lonely I guess ...because I was wishing J was with me ..missing him.
I wanted to take him down to Lygon Street ( the 'Italian ' precinct ). Just a lonnnnnng street of restaurants & cafes ....of spruikers and ice creameries etc. That whole area of Carlton is really pretty. But he was only here a week and we were running from one place to the next already so ....( maybe next time ..? )
Still deep in my thoughts , I spotted a text book on a park bench. Opened on a page , a childs handwriting scrawled over it.
Instantly I sensed it belonged to a girl ; her schoolbook. I bent down to read :

" Night (which was circled ) ____________ Nite

Baby ( this one was circled too ) ____________Babby " ...

Flicked to the next page.

" Hello dad. I have to speak quietly. Were [sic] in a house made of candy in the woods and there's a nasty woman who wont let us out " Hansel Gretel.
Hi Clark. Batman here. How's Lois and the little girl ?
Robin and I have sent over a bib and some baby cloves [sic]. Kent Lane.
Good morning , Your Majesty. I have a frog here who claims to be related to you . Could this possibly be the one you are looking for ? The Prince ?
I would like to sell a red cape , that has a hood.It has a few teeth marks on it but no where they can be seen....."


This girl has a sense of humour , at such a ripe young age lol.... I like her.
She should go far *wink*.
( As you may have already guessed , I took the book with me ).

Strolled past cafes and restaurants down quiet Grattan Street. Almost was 'ran over' by a tiny yellow remote control car. Two men were playin with it. One laughed as I paused to let it go around my foot and I looked over and smiled , continued walking.
Stopped at La Porchettas for a small pizza and ate it on the way.
The moon was my companion on my journey home tonight.
I stopped for a minute at my front wire fence whilst I ate the last few bites left of the piece of pizza , lookin up at my building. It looked like a place in a storybook .....a building beyond a wire fence , old timber stairs leading up one side with colorful lantern lights alongside it. Leading to windows with the lamplight shining behind them in my living room.... and the moon hanging in the sky between the roof and the chimney....
Wish you were here baby...

Melting In Melbourne

35 degrees celcius in Melbourne ..... I'm now officially melting and cannot be bothered doin anything besides laying on my bed and blobbing.

Not that I'm compaining about the heat.... I lurrrve me some good summer heat ....

Arthur , one of my neighbours ( well , not a neighbour for much longer ) has already made dibs on my colorful lantern lights I have running alongside my outdoor staircase.
He's a sweet man .... he reminds me of Forrest Gump ...a little bit mentally 'slower' then most ....but , also , more of a 'real ' person then most ...
Nope , ya dont cop any bullshite from Arthur ...
Last night was one of those nights where everyone in the neighbourhood emerged , before sundown , and sat on porches or front lawns , or stood out in the street leaning on their cars ...drinks in hand ...chatting and enjoying the summer evening/night ...
Just the regular relaxing on a Friday night , after the week is done at work/school ....
I was walkin back home with a steaming box of noodles in hand and hung out with them for awhile and talked.
Everyone has their Xmas decs and lights up now.
I love this time of year ( newsflash eh , a lot of ppl do lol ... ).
So Arthur approached me , telling me how he walks past my place at night solely to look at my lantern lights.

" I just LOVE them [sic] lights you have ... they're so pretty ! "

I'm aware of his little walks past my house to view them ....ever since I learnt of this I have been turnin the lights on at night more ...

Just for his enjoyment...

I promised him I will drop them off on his doorstep when I move.

He beamed with joy.

Now .....for anyone who loves amazing photography , my friend Mark's blog is a MUST-CHECK-OUT !!

Mark's New Zealand Blog


He blows me away with the beauty of his photographs.

The Grotto

Heres just a couple of pics J took whilst on holiday....

This is one of his shots I adore ....its a place called The Grotto which can be found near the Twelve Apostles down Great Ocean Road , Victoria , Australia.




An Angel in Boston.






A little Goth with your tea , m'aam ?




I would lurrrve to see what he can do with a camera if he cultivated this natural talent... !

*Smooch babe* and , yes , I just posted these on the forum for critique from ' the real photographers too .... lol *wink*.

Heres My Heart

Finally , a face to the name ( or , seeing as I usually refer to my babe as 'J' - a face to the intitial *wink* )

Here he issssss ( and none of ya need an intro to my mug ... ya seen it enough thats for sure )

Cams Are Wonderfulllll Gadgets

I saw your face again today for the first time in days and the first thought that swam and bubbled to the surface was

" God I love you ...."

All Slept up And Canuckianless

Have some sleep under my belt now.
My Canuck-From-Canuckia is still on a plane , heading home ( its 3:45 pm Sunday Melbourne time so he has a fair way left to go ).
Even though this week whirled past , when he was here it seemed as if he had been here longer and I loved every minute of him being here with me.My lips hardly left his all week. Except to talk or eat and we did a lot of those two things too lol. Same with my hands ; constantly touching him and cuddling him.
It just felt natural having him near me ...

Now I feel at a loss....

Will come back and write more later.

Look , a sad-Canuckianless-girl







Took a few cam-shots after I got back from the airport this morning , before I fell back into bed.
And no , I'm not that ghost-pale ( actually got a tan this week from being out in the sun so much ! ) ..... but above is 'extreme-cam-washout-itus' ! lol

Giddiness & Sleep Deprivation

Well..... its 8:50 am Sunday and I just got back from kissing my babe goodbye at Melbourne Airport....

This is just a short entry before I go to bed , shall write more later when I catch up on sleeeeeeeeep.
We got up at 4 am , both bleary eyed and attempting to function on two hours sleep.

Hence me a berry berry tired girrrrly. And he be a tired laddie too.

I had the strongest of belly-butterflies in the days , hours and minutes leading up to his arrival .... this morning I had the opposite-of-butterflies , sick-to-the-stomach sensation when we were waiting at the airport. I had to fight back tears in the airport when it came time for him to board the plane and when I was walking out of the airport after sayin g'bye.

Yes , this past week has been like a wonderful wonderful dream that I never wanted to wake up from.

Yes , he is absolutely amazing.

Yes , he made me feel like a queen.

Yes , he is sexier and hotter in person.

Yes , the single females of Toronto are deaf , dumb & blind for not snatching this man up when they had a chance ( which I am oh so thankful for * wink* ).

Yes, I've fallen in love with this man.

Travel safely home baby ....I'll talk to you when you get home and I'll see you in three months

Goin to bed now .....

*Smoooooooch*