TRUE LOVE

This blog is still very much in its beginnings and we're still learning about each other...So dear reader today I am putting aside formalities and letting you in on the personal side of my life.
I have found the love of my life. It's been tough since I've been in England, long distance relationships always are, but we're in it for the long haul. The love of my life and I have known each other for years but it wasn't until I went away to college and realized how much I missed him in my life that our relationship really blossomed. I couldn't ask for a better boyfriend... he always available for me, whenever I need him twenty four hours a day seven days a week. He's popular and my friends are practically obsessed with him. In fact he's well loved by nearly everyone in the community. He knows all my favorites...he always gum and a New York Times waiting for me. Did I mention he is a master in the kitchen? He makes the best iced tea, lemonade, hoagies (subs or hereos for you non-philadelphians), donuts, muffins, salads, soft pretzels, breakfast sandwiches, oh and recently added milkshakes to his repertoire... and he makes the best DAMN cup of COFFEE i have ever had in MY LIFE!...all this and he'sw got the best gas prices to boot!!!

That's right I AM IN LOVE WITH WAWA
What is WAWA you ask? well I am going to pretend I never heard that blasphemy...because it is only the best most superior convenience store in the entire world...in fact to call it a conveneince store does not even do it justice...it is a practically holy place where that betters the lives of millions of people in the Philadelphia and Southern New Jersey area each day!

I am going insane and pining away without it here. SO much so that I am on it's website right now, using a feature that I never knew existed but that I of course LOVE that allows you to calculate the nutrition info of all of Wawa's delicious food. It EVEN allows you to build your own hoagies and sandwiches just like in the store and then find out exactly how many delicious worth every bite calories are in each one...OF course it is not the calories that concern me instead I am drooling over the numerous glorious sandwich combinations and possibilities that are available....Creating the perfect medley of delicious lunchtime foods a milkshake, a muffin, and a turkey sub WHY not? while your at throw in some of that fruit salad for nutritional purposes...

OH Wawa you may have the dumbest name ever but my love for you will never die...Less than a week until I am back in your loving arms...your coffee nourishing my addled jet lagged brain...until wait for me and think of me at 3:00 in the morning when all those kids with the munchies show up and disturb your peace :)

Seasonal Effective disorder or something like it

After about a month of unseasonably warm gorgeous weather, it has decided to rain and rain and rain. It's not exciting rain either. There are no thunderstorms or lightening that get me all scared and excited at the same time. It's just that cold constantly drizzling constantly miserable soul sucking, psyche ruining rain, that prevents me from enjoying the outdoors and drives me to the brink of madness from staying inside. Nothing is as disheartening as checking out the ten forecast for three weeks in a row and seeing it read: Showers, Showers, Light showers, Showers, Showers, etc.
I'm going so nuts that today I was standing at the bus stop under my crappy little umbrella, which kept threatening to blow inside out and my mind starting wandering to distant recesses of the past....Out of nowhere I started musing about Island of the Blue Dolphins... this book I had been obsessed with in the 3rd grade. it was about this girl living with her tribe somewhere on the coast of California and one day they all decide to pack up and leave ...I forget why...an they just leave her behind. Kind of like Home Alone except in the wilderness, without all the cool 90s fun and fending for yourself. She befriends this like crazy wild dog and has to do all this crazy surviving stuff like eat dried abalone and she weaves herself clothes form sea grass. I honestly thought it was THE coolest thing in the world. Of course then these nutty viking poachers or something show up and she has to decide to go with them or stay by herself I can't really remember but I think she just stays...
After that I got obsessed with the idea of living on my own in secret...I'm sure my therapist would love to hear all of this... I read books like Mandy where this little orphan girl finds an abandoned house and setting up house, but the house is owned by a rich man who finally comes and saves her one day when she gets sick in the house or something. And I was always watching Pippi Longstocking with that crazy monkey friend of hers just hanging form the rafters of her house and beating up pirates and bad guys.
I'm not exactly sure where this ramble is going, I guess I am trying to say that it's interesting to look back and think about what you liked as child and what kind of romantic notions you had. It's no suprise that I wasn't easily duped by stories where a girl falls in love and that makes everything amazing and birds sing and the sky turns technicolor. I guess I knew even then that there could be something exciting about being on your own and figuring things out for yourself. It's something that I certainly need to be reminded of now when i start getting all mopey about my lack of relationships and start acting like I need another person in my life to make it all complete. Things that seems insignificant from our childhood actually have a lot to do with who we become and how we behave and sometimes it takes a little rain and a miserable stint at the bus stop to remember all that.