Weekly Confessional

Ok so last week's poem wasn't embarrassing enough.  I admit it. I totally chickened out.

I hesitated posting this one so that probably means it's humiliating enough. I wrote this anytime between the ages of 17-19. I was a desperate, desperate, hopeless young girl.

Falling Hard

I'm falling into you

drowning in your deep voice

crumbing at your every smile

I'm falling into you

slipping into your eyes and 

kneeling before you

I'm Falling into you

listening to your gentle whisper

feeling your every touch

I'm falling into you

craving to be near you

sinking into your every thing

I'm blindingly falling into you

-brandy

Independence Weekend pt. I

Yesterday was so nice...but first here are some pics of Saturday. We moseyed on to Provo where Tyrone's ulcers begin to enflame and actual smoke blows straight out of his ears. First we stopped by and got some ribs at Munchies by The Rock church where they were having a free concert out in the parking lot. Just before dusk we sat out on the grass by the Provo temple and watched the Stadium of Fire fireworks show with all of the other losers that didn't buy tickets. Take it from me the show inside the stadium is not all it's cracked up to be. I'm not even going to mention the few different times Tyrone's big mouth just about got us in trouble with some angry mormons. I am also not going to start on the woman who stuck her nose up at us and waved her hand in front of her face as if her husband farted in their car but yet that she was doing it as my family was walking by her. AND don't even get me started on the fact that my brother's and our family friend's long boards were stolen right out from the back of the truk in fucking HAPPY VALLEY. Okay, so they have the best fireworks show in the state but it was definitely not worth all of the trouble.

AnyWAYS.

Finally breaking in my new Keens. We are going on a 4th of July hike! So excited!!

Happy Independence Day! (almost)

These are one of my new favorite drinks. Mexican sparkling apple juice.

Enjoy the holiday weekend, we'll see ya'll Tuesday!

So, lunch the other day was nice...

We finally walked across the street during lunch and tried Siegfried's Delicatessen and met an old friend of Tyrone's who joined us. Now this isn't just the German blood that runs through my veins talking here, I LOVED IT! I got two german wieners, fried potatoes and red slaw. YUMMY!!! I can't stop thinking about it. I'm pretty sure I didn't even blink or take a breath while others around staired at me licking my plated clean. I asked the guy next to me if I could have some of his and he said, "No crazy girl and take my fork out of your mouth please." People can be so impolite.

This girl loves her some veeiners. Hopefully this post will clear up my tweet from the other day. Oh and yes I took pictures the whole damn time while Tyrone buried his head in his shirt.