the other night david and i picked my mom up from the airport late at night and listened to 50 cent and for just a moment there i think we felt like we were young and invincible and seventeen again. there's something about "bitch get in my car" that really feels good.
my twelfth resolution is to spend more one-on-one time with that man of mine.
whether it's a quick trip to walmart or a movie or a weekend getaway (wouldn't that be dreamy...?) there is nothing more important to me than the guy i sleep next to and i think he ought to know it.