"quote"-mania

Amongst other things, the Internet is a goldmine for catchy sayings and motivational/inspirational/romantic/funny quotes.

The over saturation is quite remarkable, with clever sayings being re-quoted, re-blogged, re-tweeted, re-hashtagged and re-posted 293478478 times over.

Sometimes they're corny, sometimes they make me laugh and sometimes they hit home...

I read one online the other day, and this quote managed to do all three things.

It was a little bit of corny, a little bit of funny and it made me smile because it kinda hit home...

 

 

 

Go figure, the Internet thinks my boyfriend is quite perfect too.

 

I'd blog more about this, but I have to go tweet about it, create a hashtag for it, re-post it on my facebook wall and take a picture of it to put on my instagram....

 

#myboyfriendisbetterthanyours#hesquiteperfect#quote#internet

 

#xo

 

 

 



Why hello fall....

There's nothing quite like an inaugural cough and cold to kick off the fall season.

I'll be honest, I was hoping that my first day of autumn  would include a walk, a visit to Starbucks and perhaps the purchase of a fun fall scarf?

Well, let me assure you none of that will be happening today. My first day of fall has included a lot of tea, Tylenol and a steady dose of vitamin C.

However, this post is not about my miserable state (even though it is in fact, miserable).

It's about the lovely delivery  I received this afternoon:

I told my boyfriend I didn't want him to come over, and that I didn't want any treats. 
It's a good thing he doesn't believe me when I say such outrageous things!

So even though I'm coughing and sniffling like my life depends on it..
I do have some steeped tea (a welcome change from the NeoCitran I've been guzzling down) and of course, treats!!
All thanks to an impromptu delivery from the boyfriend..
It's quite the consolation :)

The first day of fall hasn't lived up to my expectations; thank goodness my boyfriend always seems to exceed them..

xox

My new favourite colour

Sea Salt is my new favourite colour.

Yes, you heard right. Sea Salt is a colour.

At least in the painting industry, where apparently colours are  described by the most peculiar nouns as opposed to standard adjectives. (Eg. grey = potters clay, yellow= sunflowers)

Trust me, it gets tricky (and kinda fun) when you're trying to have a serious conversation about painting your room either "elephant" or "birdbath".

Anyways, back to Sea Salt.

Sea Salt is the colour of my newly painted room.

Newly painted by none other than my ahh-mazing boyfriend, who would come to my house before and after work to prep, prime and paint my room to Sea Salt perfection.
He would say that I helped, but to be fair it was all him (I did however supply beverages whenever he was thirsty, I guess that counts?)

So there you have it.

The story behind my new favourite colour.

xo

One last Ode to Summer...

September 1st.
I'm sure many people look at this date and exclaim, "Where did summertime go???"
Because as much as Autumn officially begins 21 days from now, September 1st unofficially marks the descent of Summer and the anticipation of Fall....

But before I gear myself for football talk, school talk and the never ending complaints of the inevitable rain that will soon drench us, I'd like to dwell on Summer a little longer...

Years ago, I thought the definition of a wonderful summer meant;
lavish vacations
dinners on restaurant patios
never ending parties
sun soaked jogs along the seawall
and a decent paycheck to support all of the above...

Well it turns out the definition of a good summer means doing anything really,
 as long as you have amazing people around you.

I was not lacking in the amazing people department this year...
More specifically, I was not lacking in the amazing boyfriend department.

And while I don't have the blog posts to prove it, you can trust me when I say
we had a wonderful* summer.

Xox

*That's right, I italicised the word "wonderful". 
  Our Summer was just that** good.

**That's right, I italicised the word "that".
    I was emphasizing my point.

The gift that keeps on giving...

My boyfriend showed up to his birthday dinner with a gift for me.

It's really a gift for both of us; because an oven for me means cookies for him (that is if I don't eat them all).

I can't say enough about what a generous and thoughtful person he is.

So, I will just leave it at this...

My boyfriend is better than yours ;)

Happy birthday

Nope,
my boyfriend did not get a Facebook message from me wishing him a "happy birthday",
he didn't even get a card.

But!

He did get his very own book!!

Well, not really...

I mean, not yet...

It's still "in transit" if you will...

So,
I figured I'd post this screen shot of his very own book,
on his very own blog,
to remind him that his very own girlfriend,
did not forget his very own birthday..
(She's just very bad at estimating Canada Post deliveries...)

Happy Birthday babe,

xoxo

Tuna melts and strawberry lemonade..

I love watching my boyfriend cook.

And when I say " cook ",
I mean, " make sandwiches, and use integral culinary appliances such as the toaster and microwave oven generously".

Nevertheless, 
Some of my favourite moments with my bf  is watching him meticulously chop up ingredients, and prepare our meals with such care.. There is something about it that always puts a smile on my face (and it's not just because I know I'll be eating soon!)

No, He doesn't cook five course meals..
But I dare you to find someone who makes tuna melts and strawberry lemonade better than him.