Holding Back

Hello.
Okay, first of all I would like to start with my sincere apologies. I know that this blog was designed to keep us all in communion and updated on what's a-cracka-lackin' in each others lives. I have failed you all. I must confess and say that I have not been completely truthful as to what has been going on with me. There are a lot of new developments in my life and I feel that since you are my bffs you should know about them. The reason I have "lied by omission" is because...well frankly...I didn't want to make you jealous. I know that you all have been having some very, very lame summers...(i.e. Mary and Ali in Mexico, trips to music festivals, studying in spain, getting cool summer jobs, being on a different coast) and I didn't want to destroy what summer spirit you may have been able to dig up. I feel that as my friends you should be able to look past your own disappointments and just be happy for me. So...Here it is...the big news....


I am currently dating the hottest guy on the West Coast.


Make that the Continental United States (MT knows why I can't include Alaska).


So Here's how it happened.

3 days after I got back from school I was going around Gig Harbor doing my thang and visiting my favorite places. I just so happened to be in the market for some used electronics, so as I was perusing the walkmans and used phones at goodwill fate stopped me in my tracks. I had just found a perfectly good (why do people throw these things away?) electric toothbrush and personal massager when I happened to see him glowing from the used random linens sections. It was as if Zeus himself had created this man. He was radiating from every pore. It was glorious. Well, it was as if I didn't have any control of myself. I just flew on over there and began asking him about textiles. Turns out we both hate cotton-poly blends and think that velour should be used for sheets...but I digress. As if this wasn't enough of a connection, it turns out that we both love cats, hate body pillows and think pine trees are neat.

So 49 dates, 45 trips to the pet store, 4 ritualistic burnings of bad bedding and 1 month later, I am pleased to report I am in love.

Okay friends, here is your job. Put aside your jealously, your anger, and your grief and rejoice
! For my prince as arrived.

I have attached a photo for your viewing enjoyment. I know there are some among us who will say that the beard is all it takes. There is a certain amount of sex appeal that comes along with his macho stance and large backpack..after all it is true what they say...the bigger the pack...the bigger the tent.

So Thank you for understanding. I knew you would understand.

Love you all
Kailey













































I dedicate this post to Ali Whalen. The Inspiration.