hugs.

It's as simple as this... I LOVE HUGS. I can't get enough of being hugged. It's one of my most favorite things in life. Tight strong hugs. Take away your breath hugs. (to the baseball tune....)Hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs ....HUGS!

wishy washy & wide awake

Two things.

1. I find assertive men extremely attractive. None of this wishy washy business. No. Step up. Take charge. Make a decision. Be a man. A guy who knows what he wants and actively pursues it (in a not creepy stalker kinda way) is smokin' hot. Not that there are any of these in my life... I'm just sayin.

2. Daylight savings. Boo. Hiss. I like setting my clocks back an hour but the whole forward thing... not good. I'm a night owl. I stay up late. I normally go to bed around midnight or 12:30. Case in point, it's 12:06 right this minute and I'm not tired... cause my body really knows it's only 11:30. Which means I'm going to have a hard time falling asleep... And then when my alarm clock goes off I'm going to push snooze a bazillion times and be late to work... because I already have a hard enough time waking up at 7:30 ...but now the clock is going to say 7:30 but my body is going to know that it is really only 6:30. Whew. Maybe I should move to Arizona.

dead and gone.

This new song lyric by T.I., that I really don't care for, gets stuck in my head all the stinky time.... "the old me is dead and gone, dead and gone." While that does NOT aptly describe me as I am quite alive and most definitely in the present, it does give an accurate description to the current state of my beloved laptop. My little Apple has been on the fritz for some time, burning and melting its way through a handful of chargers. Slowing down with age. Freezing up with electronic arthritis. Just a few days ago I had the distinct impression to get a copy of everything on my computer asap and delete as much as possible of what I don't use. So, I did just that. The day after that was complete was the day the computer died. It was an ugly death too. Lot's of blank staring screen and creepy moans, the likes of which I had never before heard. Even my roommate Breezy was a little freaked out by the whole event. I coaxed it. I gave it gentle rubs and spoke kind words to it... to no avail. I didn't realize how much of an appendage my little Apple really was until it was not longer with me.

Dear little Apple. You were a good and faithful laptop. Your company and functionality meant the world to me. You were always so healthy, so virus free, so easy to use, so portable. I will miss that about you. You stood by me through grad school, four moves, dozens of vacations and a handful of business trips. You held my pictures and music. You contained work secrets and were so good about maintaining confidentiality. You connected me to family and friends. You taught others how great and wonderful Apple computers can be. Dear little Apple, R.I.P.