MFJ is *killing me*. We had another long convo Tuesday night - they only end when our phone batteries die or it gets really late. His status shortly after we hung up was "I count you till I fall asleep" (Lisa Hannigan lyric). I sent him a picture of my tattoo the next day b/c we were talking about it and his response was "gorgeous... and the tattoo is pretty too." And THEN. That meme that's going around FB about waking up next to someone in jail and saying three words? He's the one who said, "Let's get married."

::sputters:: ::flails:: Why so fucking far, Chicago?

Limerance is a sexy bitch.

Happy birthday, Andi!

Limerence is a common emotion characterized by unrealistic expectations of blissful passion without positive relationship growth or development. It is distinguished by a lack of trust, loyalty, commitment, and reciprocity. In the case of limerence, there is more often than not an obsessor and an object of desire, who may or may not be attainable.

Hey now.

That's not how I'd define limerance!

I just think of it as the glowy/blissed out/new love feeling.

I don't know where they get that "lack of trust" business. That's somebody else's agenda.

Well, okay then. I had to look it up and that's what I found.

I don't know where they get that "lack of trust" business. That's somebody else's agenda.

apparently, that's also the definition.

Just realized that I'd mearaed, but not posted. so,

I just feel bad about letting my coworkers down you know.

Honey, they know that you're ill. Please concentrate on getting better and not on worrying about your job.

It has the same problem as all UD lipsticks - it slides off at the slightest opportunity (much like my knickers... what?).

Oh, good, I didn't have to say it.

Should I make a Key Lime pie or cherry scones?

late to the party, but cherry scones.

Cherry-almond is actually my favorite, at the local coffee place.

I make those often. I also sometimes substitute candied ginger for the almonds. Or in addition to.

I am back to actually being home for more than a week at a time, so back to eating healthy. Caesar salad for lunch. Yum.

Happy, happy birthday, Andi!

And yay for blissed out new happy romance type feelings, smonster.

Am I suffering limerance for how I feel about my new home? I mean, seriously-- I feel like the giddiest of teenagers, wandering around the house and muttering, "Mine... all mine... sooo pretty and mine."

This was the view from my backyard this morning: [link]

A less happy-making view was this: [link]

Never want to see that again. Discovered, however, upon driving my car for the first time in two weeks, that it was pulling funny-- took it to the local dealer and they informed me that the tires were shredded and the alignment whacked. Partially because of the extremes in temperatures we experienced the last couple of months in Florida and partially because the misogynistic, "oh we don't need to explain this complicated tire stuff to the little lady" dipwads at the dealer in Florida, never bothered explaining that my performance tires required that I check tire pressure a little more frequently than in a car with regular tires.

Four new tires later... *sigh* Ah well, at least I'm not going to blow out on the 405. This is reassuring.

Oh, and adding to askye, days off are not a bad thing if you, you know, actually NEED THEM.

And honey, as has been pointed out by the Very Smart People around here, you need them. Be good to yourself.