Ramble on.

Ramblings of a Monday Morning.



My hair has been styled the exact same way since Saturday morning. Even while sleeping, it stays pinned twisted back/low bun. Hunter has encouraged me not to redo it in the mornings, but I know it’s just a ploy to get me to walk around with bed head.



My heart is sad that I missed my BFF/cousin/may-as-well-be-sisters bridal shower this weekend! I ca-n-not WAIT for her wedding in February!



I had justified it to myself as to why I deserved a breakfast burrito from the little café in our work building this morning, but the SOB is closed until Wednesday! W.T.F.



I need to remind myself to sneak in a glass of water in between cups of coffee or else come 11am I have the coffee shakes, and a grueling headache.



I’m minutes away from writing my To Do list for the week…and this one I NEEEEEEEEEEEED to stick to. No if’s, and’s or butt’s about it.



GO BRONCOS!!!



I have quite a few gifts on their way from online shopping, and I’m a little anxious on when they will actually arrive.



Hunter and I leave Friday night for a quick weekend getaway and it’s the only thing that’s gotten me through these first 3 hours of work.



Home Alone needs to find its way to my DVD player, and soon. I’ve had a serious craving to watch it for weeks now!



I’m growing to learn I have an unhealthy relationship with BWW. I could eat them morning, noon and night. For realz.



10 more sleeps until I’m in CA! Whoopie whoop.



Nerd Alert: I can’t stop thinking up new ways to wrap my Christmas gifts this year. I wish I could take a day off and hunker down with coffee (and water!), Home Alone and all my crafting supplies needed for a successful gift wrap session.




Mary Ida is to thank for my latest Bing Crosby Christmas music obsession.




I luff my friends.



It’s fun to think when this week my coworkers will actually push me out the window in annoyance of 8 straight hours of Christmas music playing from my computer.



Hunter and I have big, BIG sledding plans this weekend! I could pee I'm so excited. I can't believe I've met someone who loves playing in snow more than me.




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Sometimes the best of nights don’t involve a tv, a cell phone, or really any electronics of any sort. And last night was one of those nights.

I had a more crazed day at work than expected, and had to run around town after work, home to pack and get ready for a shoot, so by the time I got to Hunter’s I looked like the crazy bag lady with 3 bags hanging off me, a 6 pack of empty beer bottles and a headache the size of Texas. I immediately just dumped all my bags in his room and paid no mind to them for the better part of 4 hours…and I was a-ok with that. He already had dinner finished: chicken + petso + basil + roasted garlic + roasted red pepper + kalamata olives & caper pasta with fresh baked bread. I think I told him 3,982 how absolutely amazing it was. He also happened to pick up a fresh growler of my favorite Fat Tire beer, 1554, when he stopped through Ft. Collins on his way home from Wyoming yesterday. It’s pretty safe to say I really didn’t have a care in the world. After that we played a few rounds of our (read: my) favorite card game, Golf and introduced his roommate to it, too. Lots of laughing. Lots of yelling. Lots of fun.

I could have taken pictures of my cute boyfriend cooking in his pj’s, or the growler of beer. The delightful dinner. Hunter and Mark picking on each other while playing cards….but honestly? It was the furthest thing from my mind last night and just felt good to be present and in the moment. I think I’ll have a lot more nights like those from now on…


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Five.

5 things I'm thankful for on 12.8.11.

{1} A text from my cousin at 6:45am on the dot. The exact time we agreed we'd wake up this morning.
{2} Favorite coffee in my favorite mug.
{3} Forks kicking around his bell ball on my hardwoods as to remind me I can't fall back asleep.
{4} My hair that started out a disaster to curl, but grew to be pretty darn pleased with the end result.
{5} Pandora.

What are your 5's today??

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It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas...

Last night was one of my fa-vorite Christmas traditions with my gay boys.

Tree decorating.


It's so fun doing this with my boys because Jon has a story behind EVERY ornament. No lie. Every. Ornament. Which can make for a long tree decorating experience, but so worth it.


Cuddles and giggles with these people rank a solid 9.9 out of 10 on my fun and awesome scale.





Ornaments were hung with care,






Drinks were poured, and dinner was served as a break from the lights and ornaments. (I think Chris and I hung 9 strands of lights...I lost count. So a break was much needed and appreciated.)






And per usual, I called dibs on my most favorite ornaments when Jon doesn't need them anymore. My #1 favorite:



It was a magical night and perfect end to the weekend!



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Blood Sista's

It makes my heart so warm and happy knowing that my two sista's from anotha mista (and one of their actual sister's) are home on a Saturday night doing the exact same thing I am.








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xxoo

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BFF fo life.

My sweet Jon had surgery yesterday, and even though I know he's a grown ass man who can take care of himself, my mother's caretaker gene kicked in and I just had to swoop in to take care of him.


About 2 years ago Jon had a really awful bike accident and needed surgery on his hand. The morning of the surgery he called and left me this message:
"JUST as a reminder, I am going into surgery in 2 hours. As another reminder.....TODAY, I am the victim!!!!! And I WANT LEMON CUPCAKES!!!!"

No lie. A (at the time) 48 year old man was pitching a fit and demanding lemon cupcakes. Of course being the stubborn biotch I am, I took him to Benny's instead, but I bet you I've been reminded no shy of 3 dozen times since then how he didn't get lemon cupcakes.

So today? He got lemon cupcakes.


I'm not a baker and won't claim to be, but these cupcakes were da bomb. Though the thought of buying 2 lemon cupcakes from a local baker, or buying a lemon cake box crossed my mind, I ended up following this recipe and was so pleased with the end result. Jon even said "Buff, these are THE best lemon cupcakes I've ever had." It could have been the pain meds talking, or they really were that good. I'm going with the latter.

Moral of the story? Friends kick major a, and I always walk away feeling more fulfilled after helping them out.

So? Go help a BFF fo life, yes? Until then....try your hand in baking. You never know what amazeballs cupcakes will come of it!

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