V is Very Very Extraordinary

This year for Valentine's I was introduced to the "Sing - a - gram." Not sure, given my love for music and all things cheesy, how I have not participated in this before. Stephanie use to do them in high school as a fund raiser, which sure beats the candy hearts that we used to sell.

2 days before Valentine's, we dressed up in pink and red, with hints of purple - the more outrageous the better. Then we went and sang to various friends....Stand By Me, Ain't No Mountain High Enough, You are My Sunshine...just to name a few. I pulled out some dance moves that I haven't used since the days of May Show back at GOHS. 

Oh, it was carefree and fun! I just might have found my newest tradition...

Baby, I Love You

Happy Valentine's Day!

XOXOXO

And So the Feeling Goes

Romance is....

A Power Outage

That may sound like a scene from a movie, but think of it. Nothing causes you to slow down and enjoy the people your with better than when the power goes out and you have nothing else to focus on except the people around you. I like that. It helps that your usually surrounded by candles.

I would also add

Thunderstorms

to the romance list. There is something cozy about being inside, away from the storm yet still feeling the excitement of its power. 

Give me a booming thunderstorm with torrential rains and a night without power and I'm butter.

It's so romantic.

Everywhere I Look Around

Tis the season for love and romance and all things pink and red. Cupid, draw back your bow!

I'm a romantic at heart. Romance is classic; it's a feeling; it's an ideal; it's fluttering hearts and moments too good to be true.

Romance is not about having everything align perfectly to create endless happiness. It's about finding the perfection in simple moments and treasured relationships. It has less to do with expecting, and everything to do with creating. 

Let's celebrate romance. For the next week, this blog will be dedicated to all things romantic (from my perspective of course). Feel free to add your romantic thoughts to mine and let's fall in love shall we?

Twilight 

Heavens no, I am not talking about the book series.

I'm talking about that moment right after the sun sets, before the night falls. The sky is a bluish gray and the lights in the city start to twinkle in the sky, but the contrast is not yet blinding. 

Give me that sky, warm air with just a soft breeze and I'm butter. 

It's so romantic.

Old Blue Jeans On

I'm depressed. 

Really depressed.

The "can't find any cute jeans that fit even after trying on every pair at the mall and even though I really need new jeans" kind of depressed.

Yep, I've got a fever for jeans and absolutely no cure. 

I've never loved my body, but most days I can accept it for what it is. Most days I can pick out a few things that are redeeming. But shopping for jeans is unlike most days. In fact, they rank among my worst days. 

My legs are short and my rear is round. And no one out there decided to make jeans that would flatter such little valued characteristics. 

I'm depressed.

Thankfully the weather is beautiful and it's almost 40 degrees today, or else I would be inconsolable.