gypsy soul

I have, in 3 months, lost 16.9 pounds.  So I’m rounding up…

I’ve lost 17 pounds!

I have never lost, consecutively, more than 19.2 pounds.  This is a time for me to re-evalutate my thoughts about the whole thing and really push forward.  I have been excercising more than ever before, but now I really want to get that going hardcore.  I don’t just want to lose weight by eating well…I want to tone my body.

I’m going, super randomly and super cheaply, to the beach in mid-May.  John and I have basically never been anywhere together so this trip will mean a lot to us.  And HONESTLY?  I want to be jaw-dropping in my swimsuit.  I mean, like make him wish were weren’t waiting til we get married to have sex. haha.  That might be a bit much, but truly.  I want to look goooood.  :)

You know what would help?  If you-any and all of you-called me and invited me over for super healthy suppers and/or wanted to go for a long walk with me on a pretty evening.  And if you don’t, you can just sit back and watch the pounds fall off, my lovelies.

…I wrote this poem for a friend of mine in love.  It’s fluffy.  But then again, so is love when it’s sweet and good and new.  Good luck to you.

Poetry in Motion

Your lips are a haiku,
So tiny and sweet.
Your laughter is a limerick,
About people dancing in the street.

Staring, I try to sing,
The sonnet in your eyes.
Your name is a familiar lyric,
I’ve already memorized.

Your life is an epic story,
Of beauty and of power.
By just breathing in and out,
You are an ode to every hour.

You, my love, are poetry,
Flowing into view.
You, my love, are poetry,
And all my poetry is you.

It’s almost 4 am, which for me means that sleep is the furthest thing from my mind.

I’m listening to a million different versions of the song I’ll Fly Away on youtube right now and not one of them sounds as sweet as that song sounded from my Papaw’s kitchen when I was tapping enough toes for Mamaw and me both.

I think if we all did each thing like it was the last time we might ever get the chance to do it, we’d end up with a lot less regrets.

if i had a website dedicated to funny things that politicians say and do, i would call it Things that Poli-tickle Me.

if missy and i started a band, we would be called The Busty Ruckus.

if i could have any job right now, i would be the girl back-up voice for Hayes Carll or Ryan Adams or somebody else completely sweet.

if i was marrying John tomorrow, i would insist we dance to First Day of My Life by Bright Eyes.

if i could make a livin’ out of lovin’ you, i’d be a millionaire in a week or two.

if i was in the country, i’d be running around by myself stark naked in the rain right now.