Monday, September 17, 2012

Day Seventy Eight


Since you haven't been receiving my messages --- I'm posting my last few replies here...


Lover Head - 

How am I? I'm sad. From the sounds of it... you haven't been receiving my messages :( 
I've sent 3 over the past couple of weeks and was starting to think that you were ignoring little ol' me!
 
Below is a copy of the last e-mail I sent {which I then resent a couple days later after not hearing back...}

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Blicious - 

Issue solved :) I just didn't know if you wanted me to have a "Wedding Band" or not. I really don't care either way... I just like sparkles!
As for the suits -- you have time! Luckily for you, getting a suit doesn't take as long as getting a dress. If I were second guessing my wardrobe for the day, I'd be F-ed in the butt.. hard.

Do you by chance have the number for the movers via Sector? Is it on that sheet you gave me? {I'm too lazy to look for it right now}
I will do an extensive go-over on all of my belongings so that I don't end up with seven thousand and thirty four items to take to Seattle. Including my wardrobe.

Some Homework :
Tell me about the coolest thing you've done while out on that boat.
Who is going to be a part of the new COT?
What is ONE thing you miss about me the most while you've been away?
Name the dinner {with all the fixens} that you want me to cook for you when you get home.
Are you flying to Chicago or Dubuque on the 19th?
What color lingerie do you hope I'm wearing the night you get home?
If you could choose an animal that best represents me, what would it be?
Can I have Minkuks in Seattle? {pretty please}
What do you bet is the first swear word that Knox learns?
How many times do you think we will have to "pull over" during the road-trip back west?

Extra Credit : 
Ask me 10 questions.


Oh + PS... I'm not wearing business panties today; I'm not wearing any at all.

XO'

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The third e-mail I sent said : "Email me back or punishment shall ensue. Xo  - N."

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Now, in RE: of your last message titled "Batteries" ----- what exactly is the Polar Bar Initiation? All I can pictures is you coming up behind a polar bear, all ninja sneaky like, to try and pet him. 
CONGRATS on becoming Port Qualed! I love hearing that you are working your keester {I can use my own name in vain} off to get shit done. What are your other goals for the next 3 months? {60 days BABY!!}

As for the batteries - YES! I will take them!! I go through atleast 12 a week.... for my damn flash. It eats them like I eat Queso.
{Did you think I was going to say that I use batteries for something else? You dirty, dirty boy!}

So... when do you pull into port again? AKA - when can I expect a call? I stress every single day that I'll miss it.  Stress + Me = Bad News. I've been a total mess the past few days with Jodi's Wedding on the Horizon. Nightmares and everything.  I know that it will all be fine, but I want things to be perfect for her... and for me to also enjoy myself.
Be sure to watch the blog for some pictures from their day... since you aren't able to go, you can live vicariously though my images.  Just a heads up though, I'm not getting a spray tan for it... so brace yourself for the paleness. I'm just not down with being super dark right now. I'm embracing my new signature look / I like being fair skinned.

I'm really having fun developing a new look. I'm big on richer, dark colors, and paring things unexpectedly --- like today, for example --- I wore a black shimmery fitted skirt with my black and white skull button up tucked into it, with gold jewelry, my hair in a messy curly bun, pair of lace up black ankle booties, and an orangy-red MAC lipstick called "Morange." Soon - I'll be doing quite the change with my hair as well... but I'll leave that as a surprise for when you get back in November. Hopefully you dig my look... I think it's very Seattle. 

In other news... I have a new favorite song - "Blue Jeans" by Lana Del Rey. I will play it for you during our roadtrip to our new hometown.
But in the meantime -- here is a excerpt from the lyrics :

Blue jeans, white shirt
Walked into the room you know you made my eyes burn
It was like, James Dean, for sure
You're so fresh to death and sick as ca-cancer
You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop
But you fit me better than my favourite sweater, and I know
That love is mean, and love hurts
But I still remember that day we met in december, oh baby!

I will love you 'til the end of time
I would wait a million years
Promise you'll remember that you're mine
Baby can you see through the tears
Love you more
Than those bitches before
Say you'll remember, oh baby, say you'll remember
I will love you 'til the end of time

More News : I've got nothing... It's really the same old song + dance ---- Photos, Editing, E-mails, Netflix {this is a new addition now that I've figured out how to watch it without having to go get that little wifi thing for the Blu-Ray Player}, Bartending, Fitness, Healthy Stuff, Pinterest, Sleep, Minkus Pet Pet Time.
And MISSING THE FUCKING FUCK OUT OF YOU ---- that gets more prominent in my life with each day that goes by. It was a lot "easier" in the beginning, but now that knowing it's getting closer to the time that you are home, it's getting harder to be patient.
  
Anywho - I REALLY hope I hear back from you soon and that you actually get this message!
Talk with you soon {fingers, toes, arms, legs, and tongue crossed.}

L  O   V  E    Y  O  U    S  O    M  U  C  H


XO's - Your Loving, Awesome, Pretty Little Wifey 

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