Wife...

Most girls dream about the day when they will be this particular pronoun. I can't believe it's about to be me in less than two weeks. I mean two weeks I will be someone's wife. I will be sharing everything. Adam and I are very good at sharing our feelings we don't lie to each other or keep things from each other under the guise of protecting or bothering the other with how we feel.

I stop and think...Adam Brasher is going to be my husband...I'm going to be Sarah Walker Brasher. I would have never believed this two years ago. Adam Brasher was just this funny guy I went to church with...no more..no less. He is so much more to me know. He is my BEST friend...the person I talk to about anything and everything. One of our favorite things to say to each other is "you make me smile even when I don't want to...and I think that's pretty special."

I can not wait to marry him, to be tied to him through this life and to emotionally and spiritually support him in whatever he does (just as he does with me). It's all starting to be more real now...t's are being crossed and i's are being dotted. I'm ready to steal away to Disneyworld with my love for a whole week. Sorry this was mushy but he is the greatest :)

Sooo...

I'm thinking of getting a new tattoo. There's this girl's blog that I read and I saw the most adorable ribbon tattoo EVER! I think I really really want one. I know the Mr. will be okay with this seeing as he is wanting to update his ink library. (He has 8 tattoos I only have the one). I don't think I want to be head to toe in tattoos a) my mother would die b) my grandmother would die and c) my threshold for pain is slim. I'm thinking of getting it on the inside of my wrist or maybe on my shoulder hmmm...I just don't know but I'm excited about it!

Clint Eastwood is scary y'all....

So hello again google blog.

I come back to you every year or so to type my asinine take on the world around me or to rant about a current situation. I'm not really here to do either...well maybe the latter here in a minute. A lot has changed around here since the last time I was on this side of the internet. I met a boy...and that boy loves me and I love him and as tends to be a rule we're getting married. I'm real excited. We have a dog and house with a fence and all that good stuff. I never thought that would be me you know. It's not quite as american as apple pie...we're pretty different this boy and me. I guess that's all I really have to say about that...

Now for your reading pleasure the aforementioned rant....

Some people are dumb (read mostly girls...lots of boys find themselves in this category...but I'm talking about a specific demographic of girl...the EX-girlfriend)

This girl just can't seem to get it to her temporal lobe that she is indeed the EX...the girl no longer in his life because he's CHOSEN to love someone else. I've been this girl before...the EX. I've always bragged on my ex-girlfriend status. I came to the hard conclusion that he didn't want me and that if he didn't want me then I didn't want him. I've always been proud of my self respecting EX girlfriend nature. I never tried to be friends...I'm sorry it just doesn't work, as far as I'm concerned you forfeited friend status the minute the relationship hit it's inevitable demise. I've seen so many girls do this to them self. I don't understand. I know it's a self esteem issue but I mean come on I have self esteem issues too. Show me a woman in the western hemisphere who doesn't have self esteem issues and I'll show you some ocean front property in Colorado I'd like to sell. SO here is my plea to all EX girlfriends out there ( I count myself among you) PLEASE stop trying to be his friend...stop texting him...stop trying to worm your way into his life through friends and gullible family members. For all of our sakes (but mostly yours) LET IT GO.

Whew...

Now don't we all feel better.