True love and junk
Patrick and I were models for one of my best and most beautiful friends yesterday!
She got some great shots! I’ll be posting them sporadically through the coming days.
I love this photo because we rarely have any full-body pics of us together.
I see so many girls talk about how they feel they need to lose weight to get a guy, there’s like 75lbs or so of difference between mine and Patrick’s weight and he loves every inch of me. And I have had several other guys express interest in me since before and after Patrick and I got together, so it’s not some fluke.
Of course, as much as I love this photo and the others, my initial reaction to a lot of them was still horror to see just how big I’ve gotten. I still picture myself 30lbs lighter and I rarely see full-body shots because I’m the one taking pics—and I even more rarely ever get photos of me and Patrick together so I don’t realize just how different our sizes are. I came home and pouted a little about how big I’ve gotten, despite the fact I do love larger bodies (I love all bodies, but I do have a special fondness for the rounder ladies). Patrick has been taught well by me about size-acceptance and when I tell him how fat I am in a negative way he doesn’t try to tell me I’m not, he just reminds me I’m beautiful.
me and sadie somehow ended up trying out my new tripod by making a video of an epic movie kiss. hilarity ensued.
Cutest couple ever? Probably not even most dorky… oh well.
When I saw myself in the first pic I was like “Shit, I do look like Bjork.”
So yeah, there’s that celebrity look-alike… if I were less lazy and got skinny.
I got to spend the night with Patrick last night and I’m going to get to again tonight.
I can’t wait for him to get off work so I can go over.
I especially can’t wait for us to get it worked out and be able to get that apartment we want/hope we can get the apartment we really want.
Seriously, I love getting to fall asleep next to him/with him playing with my hair or rubbing my butt or just plain snuggling me. I love those few times I get to wake up next to him, too…
The other night I woke up a few minutes after he left (at 2am or so) and freaked out and called and cried at him to come back and snuggle me again.
All that to say, I am super spoiled and I know it.
