Steve literally LAYS on top of me with a of his weight, crushing me. He is trying to be romantic and “make things happen”.
KRISTY: Get off me! You have to woo me baby!
STEVE: (rolls off of me and shouts) WOOOOOO!
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Sweet things my boyfriend says to me.
STEVE: I didn’t say I wasn’t happy to see you. You’re the brightest part of my day and it’s very sunny out.
Tonight while eating dinner, notably Arby’s delicious loaded potato bites –
STEVE: I figured out what the potatoes bites are loaded with.
KRISTY: Deliciousness? (which came out more like Dwishusnwas since my mouth was stuffed full of the potatoey goodness.
STEVE: Awesomeness! (or Athsumnuwess because, well, see above)
KRISTY: (gasping & beaming with pride) AWESOMESAUCE!
Only time EVAR I’ll be able to use that term with any sort of relevance!
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I think I’ll take a moment to celebrate my age. The ending of an era and the turning of a page. – My Next Thirty Years, Tim McGraw.
So, it happened. I turned thirty last weekend. And the world did not implode. My body did not shrivel into a ball of wrinkles and skin. And to be perfectly frank, I had an absolute blast!!!!
Everybody talks about dreading birthdays as you get older and I remember saying, when I was 25 or so, that I was scared of thirty. That I was going to embrace getting older. I mean, what a silly thing to be scared of. Then twenty-nine hit. And Steve turned thirty. And our bodies started having these weird aches. The mornings after parties were rougher and rougher. And well, it got a bit terrifying.
But truth be told, birthdays are fabulous because of the people who surround you. I am so very blessed to have such wonderful people who were willing to come out and celebrate and I really and truly believe that they are the reason I didn’t dread my birthday.