Monday, December 26, 2011

It's the voice that whispers my name, it's the kiss without any shame; something beautiful.

What an awesome break it's been! I have done nothing. Just smiled a lot. Like right now. There's this weird smile that I can't seem to get rid of. The more I think about it, the bigger it gets. I kind of like this smile. My heart is pretty happy right now. It was so awesome to hear from Skylar on Christmas! What an incredible spirit he has. I love him so much. His example is stellar and hearing his voice was scrumptious. ;) I can't wait to see Skylar again. I feel overwhelmed with the blessings I've been given. It's too much happiness to bear. :) I could thank my Heavenly Father all day and still never finish expressing how I feel. I love His presence in my life and appreciate all the little things that make up my ear-to-ear grin. :D I'm pretty sure this was the best Boxing Day/December 26th ever.

Mike's getting his cute little wisdom teeth out tomorrow.
Do you think he'll still be wiser than me?
;)

Night!

Monday, December 5, 2011

Love, love, love this book.

I am so in love with life right now!
Thought I'd spread the love with a few quotes from the best book ever written. Good eatin'. 

“Hush Hattie!" I said, intoxicated with my success. "I don't want to go to my room. Everyone must know I shan't marry the prince." I ran to the door to our street, opened it, and called out into the night, "I shan't marry the prince." I turned back into the hall and ran to Char and threw my arms about his neck. "I shan't marry you." I kissed his cheek. He was safe from me.”
― Gail Carson LevineElla Enchanted

"Would you favor me with a dance?" Over all the others I was his choice! I curtsied, and he took my hand. Our hands knew each other. Char looked at me, startled. "Have we met before, Lady?"

He put his hand on my waist, and my heart began to pound, a rougher rhythm than the music. I held my skirt. Our free hands met. His felt warm and comforting and unsettling and bewildering--all at once.

“Do you like to slide?" His voice was eager.
Stair rails! Did he suspect me? I forced a sigh. "No, Majesty. I'm terrrified of heights."
Oh." His poite tone had returned.
....
I wish I could enjoy it. This fear of heights is an affliction."
He nodded, a show of sympathy but not much interest. I was losing him.
Especially," I added, "as I've grown taller.”
― Gail Carson LevineElla Enchanted