I'm Climbing Up to the Moon

My Standards...

So I've dated a few men in my life and I've decided that it is past time to move on from the same old same old and start picking out the qualities I would like the man that I want to have.
1. Goals in life - aka a job
2. Likes to travel
3. Will give back-rubs freely
4. Great sense of humor
5. Loves to listen to music
6. Has a sexy Irish accent (optional)
7. Likes to cuddle
8. Kisses like a God
9. Likes animals. Especially big dogs :)
10. Will dance with me
11. Gives compliments
12. Gives awesome hugs
13. Tips waiters/waitresses and bartenders
14. Has great manners
15. Can ride a motorcycle ;)
16. His smile makes my knees melt
17. Is OK with my gay friends
18. Will walk barefoot on the sand with me at night
19. Holds my hand in public
20. Likes Disney movies
21. Can be spontaneous and adventurous
22. Is Encouraging and supportive
23. Can be independent
24. Likes coffee
25. Loves ME! :)

Secret: My life sucks.

I hate u men. Or boys as it were.

It's You and Me Forever

"A kiss is a lovely trick, designed by nature, to stop words when speech becomes superfluous."


1. Two out of every three couples turn their heads to the right when they kiss.

2. A simple peck uses two muscles; a passionate kiss, on the other hand, uses all 34 muscles in your face. Now that?s a rigorous workout!

3. Like fingerprints or snowflakes, no two lip impressions are alike.

4. Kissing is good for what ails you. Research shows that the act of smooching improves our skin, helps circulation, prevents tooth decay, and can even relieve headaches.

5. The average person spends 336 hours of his or her life kissing.

6. Ever wonder how an ?X? came to represent a kiss? Starting in the Middle Ages, people who could not read used an X as a signature. They would kiss this mark as a sign of sincerity. Eventually, the X came to represent the kiss itself.

7. Talk about a rush! Kissing releases the same neurotransmitters in our brains as parachuting, bungee jumping, and running.

8. The average woman kisses 29 men before she gets married.

9. Men who kiss their partners before leaving for work average higher incomes than those who don?t.

10. The longest kiss in movie history was between Jane Wyman and Regis Tommey in the 1941 film, You’re in the Army Now. It lasted 3 minutes and 5 seconds. So if you?ve beaten that record, it?s time to celebrate!

Are you aware the shape I'm in?

Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.





























We are born to love as we are born to die,

and between the heartbeats of these two mysteries

lies tangled undergrowth of our tiny lives.

There is nowhere to go but through.

And so we walk, lose, and lose again,

in the mapless wilderness of love.







When you don't have love, it's like there's
a party going on and everybody was invited
except you. And you just happen to walk
by that house in the rain.
-Dane Cook





Music is the great uniter. An incredible force. Something that people who differ on everything and anything else can have in common. Plus there’s the fact that music is a total constant. That’s why we have such a strong visceral connection to it, you know? Because a song can take you back instantly to a moment, or a place, or even a person. No matter what else has changed in you or the world, that one song stays the same, just like that moment. Which is pretty amazing, when you actually think about it.


Emotions, in my experience, aren’t covered by single words. I don’t believe in “sadness,” “joy,” or “regret.” Maybe the best proof that the language is patriarchal is that it oversimplifies feeling. I’d like to have at my disposal complicated hybrid emotions, Germanic train-car constructions like, say, “the happiness that attends disaster.” Or: “the disappointment of sleeping with one’s fantasy.” I’d like to show how “intimations of mortality brought on by aging family members” connects with “the hatred of mirrors that begins in middle age.” I’d like to have a word for “the sadness inspired by failing restaurants” as well as for “the excitement of getting a room with a minibar.” I’ve never had the right words to describe my life, and now that I’ve entered my story, I need them more than ever.




We are never the people we think we are.
We are the ones we pretend, with all our
hearts, we can't become.