Well.....I made out like a BANDIT for Christmas.
Since my bro is in Iraq...it was kind of like I was an only child. My parents got me a whole bunch of stuff...a kickass crenlin skirt, a blinged out guitar necklace, a crockpot, a CD alarm clock, an omlet pan, a Ukrops gift card, a bunch of sewing equipment, and a matching dish towels, colander & 16 piece Cherry dish set from Target-it all started when she bought me salt & pepper shakers last year, and now I have that, a sopa dispenser, napkin holder, giant cappuccino mug, and now DISHES!!!!! It's soooo cute. And it's awesome because my kitchen is totally mismatched, and now it's starting not to be.
Rob hooked me up too. He's amazing. He got me a bunch of stuff from his trip to Italy-a Dali print, shirt, and necklace (all of different Dali pieces-the necklace is the Mae West lips), a gorgeous silver/grey leopard print velour scarf, a hand-blown glass rose, a cute pair of black boyshort undies w/a pink ribbon on it from some big Italian lingerie company (that will I'm sure end up on here somewhere...), a black & gold kitty carnivale mask, an actual rosery (made out of crushed roses) from the Vatican. He got me shell tops, he got me the Solution LP and single, the Hip Hop Box, that 'Dread Meets B-Boys Downtown' CD I was telling you all about that we can't keep in stock, and..........CARNIVALE SEASON 1!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm sure I'm forgetting like 5 things....but he just got me so much stuff-he spoiled me rotten....but he did say the sweetest thing-he said he's never had a girlfriend for Christmas before so he wanted to outdo himself. He wanted to spoil me rotten. He wanted to make it as special as he possibly could. And he did. And then we had mad sex. And he stayed over at my house.
He was surprised at my gift....ironically enough...we got each other shoes. His were a pair of $100+ creepers to replace his old ratty ones. And I got him the 90's Trivial Persuit game he wanted, the Hellacopters 'Strikes Like Lightning' singles box that you can't get in the US, this:
And an elegantly worded card that thoroughly explained how much I love him without actually saying it. He cried. I did too. I almost said it. But I couldn't. I don't know why. I guess I'm just so scared to make that leap of faith and do it, and just pray he says it back. I know he does. But I don't know if he's ready to say it yet. I can't say it and not get it back. I can't. It would kill me. But.....a week from today is our 1 year anniversary....and this Sunday we're spending the whole day together. Just the two of us. No one else. Nothing that we have to do (except dinner....I'm sure he'll get us a good reservation somewhere)....so...it may come out then. I was kind of disappointed though...he didn't write me a Christmas card like he did last year. But he said he didn't write anybody a Christmas card...so maybe I'll get one this weekend. If not. I might cry. Actually, I probably will. I just want to know how he really feels, ya know? In writing. So I'll never forget it. So I can look back on it day after day and cry happy tears. Anyway...that's whats new with us.......he's in PA right now, and will be coming back tomorrow...he said his mom got me a present too
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In other news...tomorrow night I'm heading out w/ my photographer to take some pics around town...some pinup style........one print I will be giving to Rob for our anniversary in a lovely frame.
I've got to tell him soon. I can't stand it anymore. I just feel so overwhelmed with it. It hurts that he doesn't know. It hurts even more that I don't know. I just keep thinking things like, what if something (knock on wood) happens to him on his way back to Richmond, and I don't get to tell him. I know that's morbid...but, thats why I need to tell him!!!!!!!!!!
God help me. Help me jump off that ever loving proverbial cliff!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hope you all had a great Holiday and are going to have a very fun (but safe) New Year.
Wish me luck.
Since my bro is in Iraq...it was kind of like I was an only child. My parents got me a whole bunch of stuff...a kickass crenlin skirt, a blinged out guitar necklace, a crockpot, a CD alarm clock, an omlet pan, a Ukrops gift card, a bunch of sewing equipment, and a matching dish towels, colander & 16 piece Cherry dish set from Target-it all started when she bought me salt & pepper shakers last year, and now I have that, a sopa dispenser, napkin holder, giant cappuccino mug, and now DISHES!!!!! It's soooo cute. And it's awesome because my kitchen is totally mismatched, and now it's starting not to be.
Rob hooked me up too. He's amazing. He got me a bunch of stuff from his trip to Italy-a Dali print, shirt, and necklace (all of different Dali pieces-the necklace is the Mae West lips), a gorgeous silver/grey leopard print velour scarf, a hand-blown glass rose, a cute pair of black boyshort undies w/a pink ribbon on it from some big Italian lingerie company (that will I'm sure end up on here somewhere...), a black & gold kitty carnivale mask, an actual rosery (made out of crushed roses) from the Vatican. He got me shell tops, he got me the Solution LP and single, the Hip Hop Box, that 'Dread Meets B-Boys Downtown' CD I was telling you all about that we can't keep in stock, and..........CARNIVALE SEASON 1!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm sure I'm forgetting like 5 things....but he just got me so much stuff-he spoiled me rotten....but he did say the sweetest thing-he said he's never had a girlfriend for Christmas before so he wanted to outdo himself. He wanted to spoil me rotten. He wanted to make it as special as he possibly could. And he did. And then we had mad sex. And he stayed over at my house.
He was surprised at my gift....ironically enough...we got each other shoes. His were a pair of $100+ creepers to replace his old ratty ones. And I got him the 90's Trivial Persuit game he wanted, the Hellacopters 'Strikes Like Lightning' singles box that you can't get in the US, this:
And an elegantly worded card that thoroughly explained how much I love him without actually saying it. He cried. I did too. I almost said it. But I couldn't. I don't know why. I guess I'm just so scared to make that leap of faith and do it, and just pray he says it back. I know he does. But I don't know if he's ready to say it yet. I can't say it and not get it back. I can't. It would kill me. But.....a week from today is our 1 year anniversary....and this Sunday we're spending the whole day together. Just the two of us. No one else. Nothing that we have to do (except dinner....I'm sure he'll get us a good reservation somewhere)....so...it may come out then. I was kind of disappointed though...he didn't write me a Christmas card like he did last year. But he said he didn't write anybody a Christmas card...so maybe I'll get one this weekend. If not. I might cry. Actually, I probably will. I just want to know how he really feels, ya know? In writing. So I'll never forget it. So I can look back on it day after day and cry happy tears. Anyway...that's whats new with us.......he's in PA right now, and will be coming back tomorrow...he said his mom got me a present too
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In other news...tomorrow night I'm heading out w/ my photographer to take some pics around town...some pinup style........one print I will be giving to Rob for our anniversary in a lovely frame.
I've got to tell him soon. I can't stand it anymore. I just feel so overwhelmed with it. It hurts that he doesn't know. It hurts even more that I don't know. I just keep thinking things like, what if something (knock on wood) happens to him on his way back to Richmond, and I don't get to tell him. I know that's morbid...but, thats why I need to tell him!!!!!!!!!!
God help me. Help me jump off that ever loving proverbial cliff!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hope you all had a great Holiday and are going to have a very fun (but safe) New Year.
Wish me luck.
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Oh just say it allready!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Maybellene" - #18
"Johnny B Goode" - #7
The latter is, of course, a much, much better song than "Imagine" (#2). but I'm just glad both Chuck songs beat out the first appearances by Elvis on the list. There is no doubt in my mind that Chuck is the rightful King of Rock & Roll.