Girl, look at that body

I spent the other night making out with a boy who probably isn't going to be living in my state in two months, then I spent the rest of the week dreaming about a man who is far far away in Jerusalem. What is my deal? Why am I so crazy about a man who I haven't seen in over two months and who clearly doesn't feel the same? I dream of running into his arms when he comes home and never letting go. I want to be the woman he dances with in the kitchen in 25 years and beyond. I want him to be the man who spends weekends in my garage fixing and fiddling with things. I want to sit next to him in church each sunday with our unruly bunch of children laughing and enjoying the family we've created and love we share. Oh to actually be in love like I've thought of in my dreams. Anyway, cleaning checks are tomorrow and tonight Devon and Kyle are coming over to watch the uninvited! ahh! Stay tuned for terrifying posts to come : )