and other times you accidentally, on purpose think it's cute to spit gum in someone else's mouth (only to make it easier to kiss of course) and then get mad when they spit it back in your ear (only to get even of course).
Karma is worse on the receiving end and apologies are worse on the giving end.
I am sorry.
Next time I'll ask to spit it in your hand when I'm finished chewing my gum.
5. Do not make out in broad daylight in the parking lot of your apartment if you are in your early to mid 30's. 4. Do not let brain mets be an excuse for your relative or loved one to behave atrociously to health care workers. DO apologize on their behalf. 3. Do not spend all your time indoors. Make sure to spend a little time outside. Collect some freckles. 2. Do not forget to reach out to those around you. You will be surprised at how one kind thought or action turns into another. 1. Do not forget to send kind words, thoughts, and/or prayers to The Hokie Nation.
I am lame. I know. I never write anymore. My excuse is that I have a life outside of this box we all call "computer." However, this is not the case. The Best Man sits for hours on end each evening at his box and I at mine. I really could write. I'm lazy.
So that's it. I'm lazy. And lame.
The Best Man's Brother's Best and Only Girl wrote this post tonight which prompted me to write.
I have much to say regarding her post, however I thought I best save that for another day.
However, I will say I do believe Erikson would say this is a case of Identity versus Role Confusion. Obviously, The Best Man's Brother's Best and Only Girl has her identity creatively constructed via any art medium she chooses, however is frustrated with those losers who are struggling over lower life stages such as industry versus inferiority.
Okay, so I was a psych major in undergrad, what's it to you. Oh yeah, and I forgot I wasn't going to talk about that.
What I am going to talk about (and yes, I do realize that I should never begin any sort of writing with any kind of potential with any stating "what I'm going to talk about is...", but I just did, so oh well) is wedding planning.
We now have an officiant and catering quotes. And (heaven forbid, but this is really the best thing of all) most importantly A CAKE! So, I've been preaching to all my SC friends down yonder how great my favourite local grocery store cake is for the past 1.5 years. They have their own variety of grocery store cake which they rant about. What is the best part of a cake, I ask you? THE ICING. I mean obviously, the icing makes the cake. The icing down here is horrendous. Terrible, I tell you. These people make this their wedding cake? Really? With nasty icing like that?
Oh, I digress. So, anyway, I had pretty much signed the deal in my head and heart that I was going to get my cake from the local grocer. On a whim, The Best Man and I went to local pastry shop and did a cake tasting before we went to the grocer for our official must be made in pen and ink appointment. Turns out not only was the local pastry shop cheaper, but the almond flavor (the only flavor of any importance in my opinion) was much more palatable.
So, needless to say, we have officially booked THE CAKE. And an officiant. And hopefully we can soon say we've booked some food and some hotel rooms for ourselves and guests, however I do hope these last two will lessen their bills before we commit.
Well, that is all. Well, that and bekind to your fellow artist, for you never know whom will be painting a life like picture of you.
P.s. Now I want to paint. Or at least make pretty jewelry. . . mmm wedding jewels...