Unicorns, Music, Tatoos. (The state of my brain today)

My head is still in the clouds.

My brain is full of prancing unicorns, twinkle lights, and fireworks.  Did I mention the unicorns are playing double-dutch?  They totally are.  How’s THAT for a mental image on a Thursday morning.  Good?  Ok.

I have no coherent thoughts today, but I am totally working on catching up on work I haven’t been able to do this week because I’ve been all day-dreamy/giddy/ridiculous.  Instead, I leave you with some inspiration and Hey!  Look!  A link to my Stratejoy post this week where I put together words into sentences and it meant something.  Holler.

New Boy has been making me CD’s, and this song was on the latest.  I absolutely LOVE it.  I love anything with strings I suppose, well done Mister.  Well done.  (He needs a better pseudonym…. working on it.) 

Via

Secondly, I’ve been obsessed with getting a bird tattoo. Thoughts?

Fumbled blog post FTW. 

Squiggle Hearts and Nights Set on Fire

Umm, hi.  So, there’s a boy and I am smitten.  This weekend was an intense whirlwind of amazing and I am trying to put it into words while doing it justice… but I am failing miserably at describing what it feels to have a normal night catch on fire.  Sigh.  So, here’s what I know… Day 3.  This post is brought to you by the bullet point.

  • I am thinking about him all the time.  He is thinking about me all the time.  How do I know this you ask?  Because we unabashedly tell each other all the time how much we like each other and how much we think about each other.  Swoon.
  • Intense feelings.
  • He knows all about THIS (I’m gesturing wildly at the whole of the internet) and he digs it.  He also learned the hard way that I can tell when people are reading my archives, at 4:30am on a Sunday morning.  Opps.
  • We tease each other mercilessly, and every time he does it, I like him more.
  • He does this thing with his thumb on my chin when we kiss that MELTS ME.
  • He geeks out just about as hardcore as I do.  When he geeks out he rambles and his eyes dance.  I would like my life to be full of that.
  • He’s taking everything I am telling him and filing it away.  I’ve never had anyone put so much effort into knowing all the facts so quickly.  Last night, he described my eyes in detail: complete with the amber flecks around my pupils. 
  • He makes me nervous, and then he calls me out on having sweaty hands.
  • He made me a mixed CD… and that’s when I learned he draws hearts like a blind person.  Which may be the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.
  • We are simultaneously SO SIMILAR in how we think and process life, while also being almost completely different in interests.  I am loving all the middle ground we have been finding though.
  • He tells it like it is.  No games.  No guessing.  I leave him knowing when I will see him next.  It is the easiest thing I have ever done, easy as breathing. 
  • My hand feels at home in his.
  • We already have a song.  I played it on repeat all morning.  
  • He has caught me completely off-guard.