dreamland pt 1.

"We saw her mom at the store," I explained.

"Oh," he said, popping [one frito] into his mouth. "How'd that go?"

"Shit!" Corinna said loudly, as something crashed and broke in the kitchen. "Goddammit."

"Not so good," I told him.

He sighed, standing up. "Here," he said, handing off the Fritos to me. "I'm going in."

I watched as he pushed the kitchen door open. It started to swing shut behind him before catching on the stubborn piece of kitchen tile that poked up at the edge of the threshold. He walked over to where Corinna was standing, crying, holding a piece of broken plate in her hand.

"This fell," she said, holding it up as proof. "I didn't drop it."

"I know," he said, taking it out of her hand and putting it on the counter. "It's okay."

She wiped at her eyes, impatiently. Then she said, "I hate that I let her do this to me. It's so dysfunctional."

"It's not your fault," Dave said as Corinna closed her eyes, leaning her face against his chest, and I felt bad for watching, turning my attention to the Brady Bunch rerun on the TV.

I wondered again if this was what Cass's life was like with Adam in New York. I hoped so. Even if she was struggling and living off Ramen-noddle soup, it seemed perfect to be in this kind of love.

Corinna was still crying, even as Dave kissed her forhead and smiled, taking one of her hands and twirling her around the small, paint-peeling kitchen. "Stop," she said, half-laughing as he dipped her over the garbage can. "David, honestly."

He was humming something, a song I didn't know, as he twirled her out, then pulled her back, scooping an arm around her waist, and led her into an exaggerated tango, both of them stepping expertly over the dog bowl.

"You're crazy," she said, but now she was smiling.

Outside the window over my shoulder it was winter, flat and gray. But in the kitchen, under the warm bulb light, they were still dancing, laughing, twirling across the tiny floor while those silver bracelets jingled, making music all their own.

page 125 DREAMLAND, Sarah Dessen

wk 40.

i took 1,000 photos friday night, but i felt like this one was the most important one.

who knew that my pony tail doubled as a broom??

on friday, i drove up to huntington to hang out with amanda and nephi.

we went running along the beach. how nice would that be, to do that every day like they do?

then, we went rock climbing for a friends surprise birthday celebration.

the next morning, we woke up bright and early because we had a triathlon to attend!!!!

okay, I didn't participate, but amanda and nephi did. 

it was sponsored by their ward, and such a ball.  

they both did so good. i was such a proud sister/friend of nephi's!

this is the only photo i snagged on my phone. 

after the big race, we drove down to san diego. 

we had things to do to prepare for jon's arrival. 

maybe i will post details once he is already home, 

but since he is my most diligent reader, i cannot expound. 

we did have a slumbyparty though and maybe ate a lot of dessert shots from pf changs.

also, a night of 11 hours of sleep was a bonus to the weekend.

it was a fun time with fun friends and activities!

wk 39.

happy belated st patty's day.

thank you shutterfly, for the 10 free prints.

and if you guys didn't get one from me, it's a good thing you're reading my blog.

wk 38.

the week this was taken (3/4), jon was getting wifi!

he had internet for a few days. we got to SKYPE!

i had not seen him, even a PICTURE of him, since november. 

so for three months, i had no idea if he was getting uglier or cuter.

turns out he was getting a lot cuter.

as you can see here.

anyway, he sent me that cute picture of him, so i sent him the one of me. 

long distant marriages are so much fun. :)

wk 37.

i just have no motivation to blog. 

this is my hand me down sweater. 

it may be my fathers, it may be one of my sisters, who knows. 

i wear it on campus sometimes. it pisses people off.

my life has been crazy. weird how taking only one semester off school makes it so so difficult to get back into the swing of things once you start up again. a couple months into school, i'm FINALLY feeling like i can stay afloat. it's been really hard, but i'm determined to pass all my classes this semester (yes. that's how bad it has been.)

jon is getting home very soon. 

i don't want to exaggerate and say veryvery soon, but compared to the 7 months that he's been gone, these last couple weeks seem like a breeze. 

still no official date of when he is coming home, could be tomorrow, could be three weeks. who knows. but that's why i'm spending SPRING BREAK '11 cleaning my house. just. in. case. 

so if you need me, i'll probably NOT be blogging and WILL be cleaning my bath tub.

wish me luck. 

au revoir.

(yeah, i googled that.)

babies.

i love all things baby. 

well, most things. mainly just baby animals.

i saw a baby bobcat on someone's blog and had to start googling.

i found these pictures and died:

these pictures reminded me of my favorite animal at the zoo; the jaguar.

so i searched for vidoes and found THIS!:

so tiny in his hands!! and such a cute little mew.

and. THEN. a video popped up that they thought i might like. 

they were right. 

i didn't think i liked reptiles but i laughed so hard at that tongue.

i just can't stop there.
in july, we were on the prowl for a kitten.

look at how cute!! i think her name was peach. 

unfortunately, she didn't make the cut.

so then we found bear. the sweetest kitten ever. 

this is me inspecting his dentures that were growing in.

they seriously grew in PERFECTLY. tiny perfect teeth.

jon and i got such a kick out of it. they came in one by one.

bear got adopted illegally by a nice family/pack of wolves so we got a new kitty.

rumbi! she was the runt of her litter.

 she was in a little bitty kennel at the pound with four other kittens. 

it was so sad. 

she smelled like a homeless shelter and was in some serious need for love. 

this is her begging for it from me.

tiny cat.

then we drove her to california. this is our hotel in vegas. 

she was so sick when we got her. she sneezed every ten seconds and her voice...her voice was similar to voldemort's. i am laughing as i type this. we locked her in the bathroom in vegas when we went out on the town and we could hear get scratchy cry from the hotel hallway. hilarious.

i have cute pictures of this cat for days. but i'll spare you.

i'm sure you can't help but love her either though, when she looks that cute sleeping.

ilybebe.

i miss jon tonight.

every now and then i have to watch videos of him, 

just to remind me what he acts like and looks like,
 sometimes i forget.

he is so handsome.

in one short month, i won't have to do that anymore;
he'll be here!

he's the cutest in the end when he says "pretty sweet stuff.."

enjoy.