Last night Ian and I were supposed to go hang out at Atomic Cowboy. I had my clothes all laid out. Ian fixed hotdogs and chilli, we sat down and ate while watching tv. Around 7:30 a wave of nauseau hit my ass and I ended up in bed. The plan was to NAP until 10, then get up, dressed, and leave to party!
Well, Ian and I woke up to the sounds of fireworks in the distance. Yup! It was midnight. Ian kissed my forehead and said Happy New Year Baby. I leaned over and kissed him and said happy new year Pop. I sent off a quick happy new year text to a few special folk (and twitter). Then snuggled back under Ian.
He wrapped his arms around me and said:
I wouldn’t want to bring in the new year with anyone else. You’re the love of my life.
With that being said, missing the opportunity to dance in my panties in public b/c of a little nauseau, suddenly seemed like the best thing ever!
I wish you all the best in 2009. I hope you spend 2009 head over heels in love, and doing what makes you happy.
After all having a bunch of material crap and reaching goals mean nothing if you aren’t happy and you have no one to share it with.
Embrace those that love you geniunely… tell the rest to kick rocks
Do the things that make you happy… don’t worry about what people are going to say/think
In 2009 DO YOU!
Don’t compromise who you are to satisfy others expectations of who you should be.
Love you all!