"Choosing trust over doubt gets me burned once in a while, but I'd rather be singed than hardened." -Victoria Monfort










Friday, June 05, 2009

Happiness Is..

Happiness Is...going to get your breakfast at work each day and the guy yells out your order before you get to the counter. Egg beaters, turkey bacon, on an english muffin. It's music to my starving ears. It's also having the breakfast guy tell you, that you don't have to watch calories, when he tries to put cheese on your sandwich as he does every day, and you tell him while you love cheese, you had to stop seeing each other so much because of the calories.

I also had one of the VP's tell me I look thin today. It's officially my day. This is all very good because as I pulled into my parking spot today, I thought.....ugh, I so don't want to work out.

It's been cold round these parts of Ohio, but I really don't mind. I love to cuddle up with my cute manfriend and keep warm. I like doing it when its hot out too, but its not as enjoyable. When we get sweaty together, he covers my eyes and blows on my forehead to cool me off. Sometimes he'll hold up my hair for me too if I'm hot. I don't know that you would ever find someone as cute and considerate as he is. He's cute in a non clingy non annoying way. And sexy. And he's mine. I feel like that should end with a maniacal laugh.

I was talking to my coworker yesterday about fate. And how her and her fiance sometimes ran in the same crowd but never got together. I didn't run in my manfriends crowd, cus he lives 50 miles away. But, there are times we will talk about being at a concert, and we'll say "I was there!!" There's been about three concerts we were both at.

The most strange, is that he went to one of my school dances. What are the odds of a big city boy, going to a dance where we had a horse farm next door? I guess he met a girl from my school swimming out my way. They "dated" meaning he went to a few football games at my school. (I was in the marching band!) And he took her to one of our dances, that I was at!

It's funny what a small world it really is. I've read so much about how everything happens for a reason, and finding out that you cross paths with someone so often is more proof that you were on the right path in life. Signs along the way. They reassure me that I'm where I am suppose to be. With who I am meant to be with.

As if I needed any signs for that. My heart already knows. *smile*

Hoping to go to this winery on Saturday. Look how pretty it is!

5 comments:

Erin said...

You're so sappy, lol... but cute sappy!

I do believe in fate though - I just haven't experienced it much in my life, lol.

And cheese isn't too bad for you! Everything in moderation and all ;)

Andhari said...

I call it fate, no matter how cheesy it may sound.:) Love the story about you and the man friend :)

LiLu said...

"Egg beaters, turkey bacon, on an english muffin."

This is my IDEAL healthy breakfast- if only I had a place nearby that made it! Sigh.

Happy weekend, love!

heather said...

first. i'm sorry i don't comment as much as i used to. i still love you. the fancy new job and the fancy family takes up all my time. the family isn't really fancy, i just like that word. but the job is.

another thing we have in common. counting calories. that's why i drink red wine. less calories and more buzz. yay.

i was in the band too. i played the trumpet. i still have it. i'm very proud of my geek status.

i believe in fate too. my husband and i are meant to be together. i completely believe that!

mylittlebecky said...

everything's coming up roses! i love stuff like that about couples. so cute :)