Laugh til you're happy

It's fun

When your new friends come over for an afternoon of messy painting in your leftover college living room and making icy mojitos in the hazy heat of mid-July.

It's fun

When your best girlfriends get together on a Sunday evening to dress up in maxi fabrics and talk the night away over the city under lightning skies. 

It's fun

When your boy gets off work and comes straight over with puppy in tow to out-talk the stars until you fall asleep on his white cotton stomach. 

It's fun 

When you have no idea where your life is going or how you're going to survive on these no-experience paychecks, but for some reason no Thought Catalog article, no late night texts with best friends, no long hot showers with expensive designer shampoo you cant afford but the bottles would look so pretty in your bathroom can figure out, you decide you like.

Whether it be for my understanding mother, my unconditionally loving dad or my loyal little brothers, somehow I'm making it work. And for some reason, it's fun. 

Legs up, hair up

Recycling stale American flag-shaped pretzels as ice cream topping and doodling on my knee in blue pen in true preparation for Mistresses in 11 minutes.  Obsessed with the gorgeous white dress the Dez is wearing on the Bachelorette and pretending I'm wearing it instead of this purple cotton sheath. As if my hair isn't matted into dreadlocks right now from a day running around in the sun like a muddy dog. Work tomorrow for a delayed Monday on a Tuesday like I have anything to complain about at all. And as for commercials........... I'll be polishing my nails apartment search for a new downtown spot because OMG LIFE JUST KEEPS HAPPENING

"You should be kissed, and often. And by someone who knows how."

He makes me laugh harder. Smile happier. Hold closer. Love bigger. Hug warmer. Be better. Live lighter. He's like no one I've ever met and he's become my whole heart.