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Goal #2

10 Jan

I actually posted this yesterday, but apparently WordPress didn’t think I should be blogging during my anniversary dinner. Oh well, pretend you read this yesterday. It’s romanticĀ and time-travelly. You’re welcome.

goal 2

I love hanging out with James, he’s easily the weirdest person I know and I absolutely adore him for it. However, it’s really easy for us to get wrapped up in our own weirdness and just stay home watching Adventure Time all night (especially during the winter). So, goal #2 is to go onĀ actual dates.

Last night we went out to dinner at Interstate, the bar/restaurant where we had our very first date. We colored on the (paper) tablecloths, ate some very tasty food, had some very tasty drinks (I almost snorted mine out of my nose when James kept insisting on calling it “Old Man Milk”, and then pondering how exactly one would milk an old man), reminisced about our very first meeting (I drunkenly kept insisting that we walk in the wrong direction and he was enough of a gentleman to humor me – and then never let me live it down) and were generally wildly inappropriate. It was great.

Then we both got sick to our stomachs and spent the rest of the night in bed, watching Adventure Time. Like I said, romance.

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There’s no such thing as “too old to build a fort in your living room”.

12 Jan

Brrrrr! I don’t know about the rest of you, but here in Spokane it’s cold and, yet again, snowy. One of my favorite things to do when the weather’s like this, juvenile as it might sound, is to curl up in a blanket fort with a hot drink, a movie, and, if I have one on hand, a cute boy (as I’m usually out of cute boys, the dog is also an acceptable cuddle partner).

I have an awesome set of jersey-knit cowboy sheets that I like to use for my forays into living room-architecture.

These could be getting put to better use.

And check out these awesome samplings from Fuck Yeah! Forts

 

The harem girls are just out of frame
Holy shit, I want a circus in my living room.

Okay, so not actually a blanket fort, but still.

 

Someday, my books will be like this.

This one’s a traveling, fully-operational restaurant in Berlin, manned (?) by drag queens.

 

Best. Tree house. Ever.

And while this one isn’t particularly pretty, it does score points for the sign.

 

Sometimes it just needs to be said.

Hope that gives everyone some ideas for repelling the dreaded seasonal affective disorder. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have some blueprints to draw up.

Smooches,

Caitlyn

UPDATE: My neighbors are currently building a snow fort, complete with fire pit, in our backyard/parking area. Words cannot convey my excitement.