Embracers of their dorkiness. Pink (the color, not the singer with the weirdo hip bones). Traditions. Sunday dinners. Pad thai. The ocean. Good times. Chai lattes. Punk rock boys. Dancing. Simply existing in a coffee shop. Road trips. JAYHAWKS, baby! New cities. Scars. Fireworks. Flip flops. Hotdogs & beer. Airplane rides. New book smell. Pretty, shinny, sparkly things. Painting. Pete's Kitchen at 2am. Late night sing alongs on the ride home. Costumes. Spooning. Dimples. Conquering the subway system in a foreign country . Puppies. Surprises. Parties. Surprise parties. Uncharted territory. Jumping into the snow from the hot tub & back again. Unplanned wild nights. Candid pictures. Unexpected perfect date. Sushi!!!!!!!! Paris Hilton. Paris, France. Polly pocket. Shows at Red Rocks. Sunrise surf sessions. Haraajuku girls. Good hotel pools. Reunions with old friends. Room service. The word “handsome.†Cooking. Fashion. Getting the insiders tour of a new town. My adorable grandma, Bubba. Food fights. Stoli O. People who make me laugh. People who teach me. People who love me. Gospel songs. Adventures. Fellow big heads. Creative people. Smile from a stranger when you are having a bad day. Tea ceremonies. New clubs. Memories. Good songs. Finding a new great author. My friends. My family. The abundance of stories my crack head mom has provided me with. The smell of gasoline. Great blues licks. Summer camp. Techno. Being a tough girlie girl. Sense of accomplishment. Ice cream. Tattoos, piercings, sideburns anything that makes boys look hot! The lullabies my dad wrote for me when I was lil'. Old souls. CBGB. Giggling. Making out with your best in show. Shooting stars. Musicians. Making my friends laugh. NPR. Yearbooks. Passion. Laughing so hard you loose your strength. Midgets...sorry...little people. Houses with columns. Building things. First kisses. Weeping willows. The word "elegant". Big wheels. Figuring out how things work. Zach Braff. All-in-one remote controls. Winks. The playdough part of Cranium. Crushes. Witty boys. Sudoku puzzles. Secret family recipes. Soundtracks. IMDB. Witty t-shirts. Inside jokes. Holy grails. Hole in the wall authentic restaurants. Side ponytails. Jem (she was so much cooler than Barbie). Surprise visits from friends.
Hate's it... Guys who are suddenly illiterate when text messaging: “Sup suga where u at. call me l-8.†Fun extinguishers. Blind dates. Cooked salmon. Chewing tobacco. Pessimism. Flaky people. Unnecessarily arrogant fellas. Inspirational e-mail forwards, barf. Finishing a really good book. Unproductive work meetings. Business schmoozing. Angry people. Drama queens. Patchouli (So so nasty! What kind of ass must you smell like if Patchouli is your cover up?) Guys who own rifles. Guys who drive tricked out Hondas (I’ll give you a pass if you’re Asian). Getting my oil changed. Laundry. Micro managers. Mean people. Loosing contact with good friends. Debt. Complacency (mine and others). Cold weather. My insane procrastination. The smell of ferrets. My insecurities. Missing out. Being late. How expensive Starbucks is. How all the REALLY GOOD food makes you fat. My obsession with checking my phone / e-mail. Getting the wrong order from take out. My bad judgment in boys. Tacky souvenirs. Seeing the bad side of someone you thought was so good. Being tapped on the arm. Disappointing parties. Being scared. Snakes. Spiders. Old lady perfume. Snobby girls. Weakly poured drinks. Finding out your roommate has eaten the last Oreo ice cream sandwich. Fake purses (girls there are tons of cute cheap ones, don't try to be something youre not). Air conditioning headaches. Messy jazz riffs. Stupid slogans. Shoulder pads. The fact that Barbies clothes never fit Jem. People who are rude to servers. Screaming babies. Scion XB, Jeep Liberty & Porsche Cayenne. Hairy backs. (Come on dude, wax that shit!) Premature DTR (define the relationship) talks. Guys who wear Curve, Drakar, Stetson, Michael Jordan, Cool Water, or any other cologne that was popular in 1997. Guys who wear gold chains. Misplacing the child / pet you are supposed to be watching...oops! Being the new kid. Asshole drivers. Fucking morons. Pain killers (long story). My love handles. Health Insurance companies. The fact that a show like Arrested Development was cancelled after 3 seasons, and yet Americas Funniest Home Videos has been around for 15 YEARS! Bono. Andie MacDowell. Heart break. Untimely deaths. Leggings. The end of anything...