i spent the majority of this past weekend organizing & finally tackling some house plans that have been in the works for sometime. i finally bought the paint for my $18.99 thrift store coffee table. RAPTURE RED never looked so good. now to find the time (& weather) capability to paint it.
saturday evening was a pirate-themed party in celebration of bliss's birthday. i found these adorable tiny, sparkly photo holders at my favorite neighbourhood haunt for gifts, ZEST CAFÉ & HOME ART. i wanted to keep them but alas, i was nice & gave them to her. in return i got a barrel of laughs, a gain in my pirate's vocab (kiss the gunner's daughter, eh!), & exposure to fireworks & sparklers. good thing i'm a pyro at heart as there was the flammable ribbon from my gift which caught fire & then the fear of burning down neighborhood trees when one of the fireworks went awry. had we burned down the nearby RALEIGH ROSE GARDEN we might have been in trouble. i made away plenty o' pirate's booty, including a nosering & eyepatch. argh, mateys, i'll make ye walk the plank.
sunday was resplendent with gorgeous weather that i had to forego enjoying in favor of band practice & a nap before heading out for more sushi at sushi blues. save & except for the waitress throwing garnishes at me & violating my soy sauce, 'twas a lovely evening. even more priceless? crushboy's face when i confessed my compelling belief that he is teh hottness & intrigue right now. i'm wondering if he's recovered from the speechlessness yet.
in other news, i am approaching the big 3-0 at the end of this week. i think it's upping the sassfactor & hence the willingness to quit making excuses & put more things out there. what's the worst that can happen? he says "no". i've heard that before, i'm sure i'll hear it again. so be it.
now, if you'll excuse me, i have some sass to cultivate ...
saturday evening was a pirate-themed party in celebration of bliss's birthday. i found these adorable tiny, sparkly photo holders at my favorite neighbourhood haunt for gifts, ZEST CAFÉ & HOME ART. i wanted to keep them but alas, i was nice & gave them to her. in return i got a barrel of laughs, a gain in my pirate's vocab (kiss the gunner's daughter, eh!), & exposure to fireworks & sparklers. good thing i'm a pyro at heart as there was the flammable ribbon from my gift which caught fire & then the fear of burning down neighborhood trees when one of the fireworks went awry. had we burned down the nearby RALEIGH ROSE GARDEN we might have been in trouble. i made away plenty o' pirate's booty, including a nosering & eyepatch. argh, mateys, i'll make ye walk the plank.
sunday was resplendent with gorgeous weather that i had to forego enjoying in favor of band practice & a nap before heading out for more sushi at sushi blues. save & except for the waitress throwing garnishes at me & violating my soy sauce, 'twas a lovely evening. even more priceless? crushboy's face when i confessed my compelling belief that he is teh hottness & intrigue right now. i'm wondering if he's recovered from the speechlessness yet.
in other news, i am approaching the big 3-0 at the end of this week. i think it's upping the sassfactor & hence the willingness to quit making excuses & put more things out there. what's the worst that can happen? he says "no". i've heard that before, i'm sure i'll hear it again. so be it.
now, if you'll excuse me, i have some sass to cultivate ...
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he sure isn't far behind. good thing we agree that i'm aging gracefully & currently awesome.
as for the response, he didn't have much of one other than, "i'm going to hang out with you more often if you tell me things like that!" & i think he doesn't quite know what to do with me.
strangely that has been a factor for me, as well.
or something.
Sha, you rock! i would NEVER have the guts to say that kind of stuff. i hope your birthday is super wonderful and extra sassy.
yar!
here's to hoping for more fireworks in the near future.
/raises one to the sky
friggin yar!
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