Usually (more often than not) am not a sentimental person. I have said "I love you" a hand full of times and most of them were to my pets or breakfast burritos. I love you's are often met with no response from me. A nod. A weird grumble. An awkward smile. A mumbled, "you too."… Continue reading Aly Tinn Things | The Finger Gun “I Love You”
An interesting tidbit about me – I am a big fan of adventuring. I love them. I have a bucket list a quarter mile long full of all the places I want to go, Instagram worthy walls I want to pose in front of, and food I want to try right after I take a… Continue reading Adventures| The Non Adventures of Alyssa
Describe a Sunday, he said... So I did. The perfect day. Birds are chirping their wake-up calls, but there is no reason to get out of bed. The hug from the white linen duvet is convincing and holds you in place. The sun paints the sky a fiery collection of oranges and reds, opening the… Continue reading Sunday Vibes
I. am addicted. Not to one thing. But many. to. every. thing. I am addicted to a freshly made bed. And the first sleep thereafter. How it feels when your feet part the sheets like they are slicing open a long-anticipated letter from an old friend. I am addicted to the way a dogs entire… Continue reading Addicted.
When he asked, we were ready. We've been through some shit, we made it out the other side and there is no doubt that we'll be able to make this thing called marriage our bitch. We speak the same language, we share family and friends on a level deeper than acquaintances, we read each other's moods, and we vibe off each other.
I am new here- as you can probably tell. We are approaching a New Year and I think I may be ready.