sodarnfit:

Today I:

went for a run.

bought some new stretchy exercise bands.

bought a few summer-worthy tops and a skirt and some awesome candles.

Today was a good day.

Twelve months ago I was prepared for adventure. Twelve months ago I was open to the world of dating. I had recently moved to LA. I was ready for what I thought was going to be the most exciting thing I’d done in my entire life… and it was. Twelve months ago I never would have (or could have) imagined that I would be in the place I am today.

Today I’m preparing myself for a new adventure. I am no longer looking for a date. Today I’m planning to move to Kansas. And today I’m ready for what is going to be the most exciting thing I’ve done in my entire life. Today I’m engaged to the most incredible man I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing. And one month from today he will be my husband.

Let the adventure begin!

(Source: cantifly, via wordswithlove)

Our friendship is like a person who’s recently been admitted to the hospital for some unknown disease and we are the doctors in charge. I feel like I’m running tests and finding nothing, but you… you aren’t even looking for anything. It’s as though you already know what the problem is but you’re keeping it to yourself. You haven’t even set foot into the patient’s room. I’ve told the patient they’re dying because we can’t figure out what’s wrong with them. Of course, if you cared at all you would intervene, but you don’t.

Our friendship is dying and you don’t care. I’m not upset that things aren’t perfect. I’m not upset that we’ve hit this roadblock; that we’ve got this so-called “sickness”. But you’re doing absolutely nothing to save it and THAT’S what upsets me.

This is my official start of the aging process: I’m going to get my eyes checked and probably coming home with glasses.

Is the librarian look still sexy??

*fingers crossed* please say yes… please say yes…

I have an unhealthy obsession with lingerie…

Inspired by an email from Victoria’s Secret, I started looking at their site. Then I started looking at Frederick’s. Long story short, I’ve spent the last 2 hours staring at women with hot bodies in sexy lingerie and have nothing much to show for it.

I love lingerie, but I’m picky as hell.