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Saturday, November 2, 2013
Fall in New England is a such a beautiful thing!
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!
Reed was Tom Brady!
Angel was The Great Pumpkin!
And, of course - I was a redneck, zombie killer! ;)
Boo! ;)
Jen was going to be a zombie but had a wicked bad headache so she was just her beautiful self!
Life Lessons - Enduring Bullying, Homophobia, Social Phobia and Cruelty and Making it Through with a SMILE!
Wow, I came across this old post on Facebook and wanted to share with Femme Tomboy's followers:
34 years of life has taught me....
When I was a young child I was extremely outgoing. I was surrounded by love and support - always. Put me on a stage and I was ready to go. In grade school I had my first taste of cruelty. During grades 3-6 I was somewhat of a chubby girl, was developed before everyone else and even suffered "break outs" by age 11. I was made fun of at times and every time my spirit was crushed my family would build me back up and make me feel like the most beautiful, special little girl. In return I would go to school and share that with other kids who were being bullied or made fun of. I empathized with them. As I got closer to 6-8 grade my confidence sored again, by being kind, even to ignorance and cruelty, I developed a pretty good self image. Extra pounds, troubled skin and all. Did I mention I also had a huge gap between my front teeth?
By 7th grade I lost all my baby fat, without trying, and somehow became "the popular" kid. The good student - winning awards (yawn - who cares). What I remember most about grades 7-8 are my relationships. I made
my first (true) best friend, realized I was gay, looked up to teaches and knew, by age 13, that what truly mattered was the love you got and gave out. I was friends with everyone. I didn't care how different we were.
High School was 95% amazing. I was one of the few girls who never obsessed over weight, was fine being true to myself (I never drank, smoke, did drugs --- definitely not a follower). I didn't care if my friends dabbled in that stuff. After all, it seemed like I was the "abnormal" one for not desiring any of that "junk". No, I lost myself in music, art and......love. My school work, although good, was always second to the crushes I had and the love I developed for people. I loved my friends. I loved my family. I loved certain girls and I loved myself. All in healthy ways, of course. The word conceded would never be even close to me.
It wasn't until the end of senior year that I began being bullied. Boy, was I bullied. For being gay. For being a tomboy. For not being promiscuous, or drinking/doing drugs. I was given death threats. I was called ugly by numerous guys. I was pushed. Had homophobic comments left of my computer etc., ---- the bullies started to wear me down. So much so, I developed an anxiety disorder and avoided my own graduation ceremony for fear of being called a "dyke" as I walked down the isle.
Something happened to me at this point. My sheltered life of (primarily) love and acceptance was shattered by the harsh reality that people.....are cruel. There are those that truly WANT to hurt you and see you fail.
In my late teens and 20's I dealt with a lot of physical/emotional issues -- too many to get into, but the foundation of who I was, and who I am, never faltered.
Since that time, during senior year of high school, 1994, I have been "punched" in the gut more times than I can count, but you know what?
I'm still here.
As a woman in my early 30's I can finally say, with sincerity, I know what truly matters in life.
It doesn't matter what your weight it.
It doesn't matter what grades you got.
It doesn't matter how much money you have.
It doesn't matter the quantity of people in your life.
No, what matters is how much love you give out to the world and accept yourself.
I like to think I'm a pretty decent person. Sure, I've been pushed to the dark side on occasion and you know what? I instantly feel remorse and empathy for what I did.
That is truth. Not manipulation. Not attention seeking. Truth.
I have friends from kindergarten that I can call today and they'd be there for me.
I have friends who have stuck with me through the past 20+ years.
I have friends who are like sisters to me.
I have friends I would never talk bad about behind their back.
But mostly, I am my own friend.
I really like myself.
I have an abundance of love left inside that every day I crave to give out.
So even when I find myself lonely or knocked down, I know it is temporary. I know that I allow love into my life as much as I give it out and that there are people out there who will benefit from having a connection with me and vice versa.
The bullies in life can keep swinging at me all they want, because they'll never reach my heart ---- the core of who I am. Even if tears are shed out of exasperation of the cruelty of people, my inner core will never be broken. Swing away. You'll strike out.
So as I sit here, alone, in my office, heavy hearted and a bit worn, I can assure you I will brush this latest pain off and move forward.
A spirit full of love will never be crushed.
By 7th grade I lost all my baby fat, without trying, and somehow became "the popular" kid. The good student - winning awards (yawn - who cares). What I remember most about grades 7-8 are my relationships. I made
my first (true) best friend, realized I was gay, looked up to teaches and knew, by age 13, that what truly mattered was the love you got and gave out. I was friends with everyone. I didn't care how different we were.
High School was 95% amazing. I was one of the few girls who never obsessed over weight, was fine being true to myself (I never drank, smoke, did drugs --- definitely not a follower). I didn't care if my friends dabbled in that stuff. After all, it seemed like I was the "abnormal" one for not desiring any of that "junk". No, I lost myself in music, art and......love. My school work, although good, was always second to the crushes I had and the love I developed for people. I loved my friends. I loved my family. I loved certain girls and I loved myself. All in healthy ways, of course. The word conceded would never be even close to me.
It wasn't until the end of senior year that I began being bullied. Boy, was I bullied. For being gay. For being a tomboy. For not being promiscuous, or drinking/doing drugs. I was given death threats. I was called ugly by numerous guys. I was pushed. Had homophobic comments left of my computer etc., ---- the bullies started to wear me down. So much so, I developed an anxiety disorder and avoided my own graduation ceremony for fear of being called a "dyke" as I walked down the isle.
Something happened to me at this point. My sheltered life of (primarily) love and acceptance was shattered by the harsh reality that people.....are cruel. There are those that truly WANT to hurt you and see you fail.
In my late teens and 20's I dealt with a lot of physical/emotional issues -- too many to get into, but the foundation of who I was, and who I am, never faltered.
Since that time, during senior year of high school, 1994, I have been "punched" in the gut more times than I can count, but you know what?
I'm still here.
As a woman in my early 30's I can finally say, with sincerity, I know what truly matters in life.
It doesn't matter what your weight it.
It doesn't matter what grades you got.
It doesn't matter how much money you have.
It doesn't matter the quantity of people in your life.
No, what matters is how much love you give out to the world and accept yourself.
I like to think I'm a pretty decent person. Sure, I've been pushed to the dark side on occasion and you know what? I instantly feel remorse and empathy for what I did.
That is truth. Not manipulation. Not attention seeking. Truth.
I have friends from kindergarten that I can call today and they'd be there for me.
I have friends who have stuck with me through the past 20+ years.
I have friends who are like sisters to me.
I have friends I would never talk bad about behind their back.
But mostly, I am my own friend.
I really like myself.
I have an abundance of love left inside that every day I crave to give out.
So even when I find myself lonely or knocked down, I know it is temporary. I know that I allow love into my life as much as I give it out and that there are people out there who will benefit from having a connection with me and vice versa.
The bullies in life can keep swinging at me all they want, because they'll never reach my heart ---- the core of who I am. Even if tears are shed out of exasperation of the cruelty of people, my inner core will never be broken. Swing away. You'll strike out.
So as I sit here, alone, in my office, heavy hearted and a bit worn, I can assure you I will brush this latest pain off and move forward.
A spirit full of love will never be crushed.
Saturday, October 12, 2013
This Story Needs to be Told - Heartache Sucks!
What a difference a year makes. Sometimes I can't believe where I am and
the road I seem to be on. Am I really this loved? Am I really this happy? Is my
business really thriving? Am I really blessed enough to review such fantastic
places and travel as much as I do? Did I really get engaged at The Ice Hotel in
Quebec, Canada?
Engaged. Wow.
A year ago, this day, I thought I was with the woman I would be with
forever. I was blind to the poor treatment I was receiving. Okay. Maybe not so
blind, but hopeful that it would change. Hopeful that this person truly DID love
me and wanted to make things right and couldn't imagine their life without me.
I had lost the light in my eyes. My spark and enthusiasm for the things I
loved were all but forgotten. My word revolved around whether or not this would
be the day my partner would break up with me. Would this be another day of
hearing, "I don't love you!" or "I love you, I can't be held responsible for the
way I am feeling right now!" --- I never knew if I would hear, "I don't want
this to be my life!" or "I hate you!" or "Your opinion means nothing to me!"
mixed with a bit of "I need your approval!" and "I will always be here for you!"
and "I love you so much!"
Sigh. Wow.
This story needs to be told.
I remember the morning I left for a review on the island of
Martha's Vineyard with my "moms" and niece, being kissed on the forehead by my
ex and told, "I love you."
All was well with the world, I thought.
She loved me.
I was getting ready to travel with my family.
Work was going well.
Things were great -- even if they weren't --- they were in that moment.
That was a Tuesday. For the two days I was gone May 24-26th, my ex and I
spoke on the phone and via texts. There were "I love you's" and "I miss you's"
and "The pets are okay!" and "When are you coming home honey's" blah, blah,
blah......
The morning of May 26th I woke up with a heavy feeling. I was use to
speaking to my ex every night when we were apart and I hadn't heard from her
since the night before around 5:30pm, which was odd. Sometimes you just KNOW.
The universe speaks to you and I just had this heavy, bad feeling that something
was going to happen.
I called my ex who had me on speaker phone which was odd in itself. She
asked me when I would be home - I said by suppertime cheerfully. I said, "I love
you!" and almost in a mocking tone she said, "I love you toooo!" - click -
Weird heavy feeling.
It was an overcast, cloudy, cool day.
I was in the car with my family about the board the ferry back home to
Rhode Island when I received a text message. It was just before 11:30am on May
26th.
The text started with: "Desiree, I love you so much but....."
You know when they say you go NUMB. Voices seem far away. Nothing feels
real. That is how I felt at this moment. It was as if I was on laughing gas, but
not laughing - at all.
I handed the phone to my mother and said, "Mel broke up with me."
I can still see the look on her face. The crushing look of sadness only a
loving mother could have for her child's pain. I looked in the back seat at Elizabeth's
face which was a look of shock, disgust, anger and sadness. I then looked down
at my niece....my innocent niece, which I thought my ex truly loved, and
realized just how little she meant to her.
I then thought about the pets and how little they must have meant to her
too.
Even though we adopted a cat together, well, that cat wasn't even a brief
thought to her.
I knew INSTANTLY who she was involved with. Call it intuition or just
having eyes wide opened.
I remember thinking that I couldn't believe she did this to me a.) via text
and b.) while I was away from home - my comfort zone - and about to get on a
boat.
My entire world changed in that moment. Almost 5 years -- gone.
I was in complete fear, heartbreak and sadness.
Shock? Nope.
I knew she would do this to me eventually. Deep down inside, I knew.
During the next 3 months I suffered greatly. Mostly from having my world
turned upside down and arriving home to incense, candles, the front porch light
on and other "personal artifacts" left out. Enough said.
So many other details could be shared, but I am better than that -- so I
won't delve deeper.
I made videos recording my progress and when I look back at it now, I just
shake my head in disgust.
One night that sticks out is my birthday. I was sure, if nothing else, my
ex would at least wish me a happy birthday. After all, it had only been a week
since we had broken up and I had handled it quite well up until this point. But
no. No text message. Nothing. I was easily forgotten.
I sat at Cappy's in downtown Camden, Maine with my family (I was there
reviewing a property). There were ugly fish hanging up on the wall. A moose
head. Sports memorabilia. Loud locals. Xmas lights. You know, a typical, fun,
weird local hotspot. I sat there, eyes swollen from crying. No appetite. I sat
there still numb, celebrating my 35th birthday. I remember wondering how someone
who claimed to have loved you so much could treat you so badly. I couldn't treat
a stranger this way. It made no sense.
I sat there and said to "the mamas" how I was "suppose to be engaged by
this time next year."
My mom looked at me and said, "You don't know, you still very well may be."
I looked at her as if she had Donald Trump's haircut and rolled my eyes. The
pain was almost unbearable.
The summer was full of me going to Colt State Park with my dog, Reed. We
would walk and walk and sit out in the warm sunshine where I would read
self-help books. I would visit a therapist once a week and my psychic every 2-3
weeks. I would lose myself in Jersey Housewives, Ghost Hunters, Ghost Adventures
and the Weather Channel. My friends and family were there for me 24/7.
This is
how I healed.
My therapist helped me most of all. She introduced me to Borderline
Personality Disorder which I believe my ex may be dealing with. It all started
to make sense. There was never anything I could've done, or could do. This
wasn't about me at all. I WAS a good partner. I DID love her with everything in
me. It just wasn't enough or comfortable for her. I get it.
Also during this time I had profiles on every single's web site out there.
I figured, if for nothing else, to make friends. I went on one date and talked
to several different woman before meeting the person the universe had in store
for me.....Jennifer.
I saw her profile on match.com and was struck by how
adorable she was AND how KIND she seemed. One of her quotes read: "Enjoy life
that's all that matters." Her brother, who died of cancer the previous summer,
had said this. It hit a chord deep inside of me. I knew I had to contact her.
The weird thing is, my amazing psychic, Liz, had told me months earlier:
"You are going to meet a woman with medium length, dark brown hair. She
will have dark eyes and have a slight problem with her hip. She will seem very
familiar and treat you the way you deserve to be treated....and I am sorry to
say it, but she will be another Virgo!"
I remember thinking, YEAH RIGHT! ;)
Then here comes Jennifer. Matched the description perfectly.
Every.
Last. Part. Of. It.
It still blows my mind.
Another thing I want to mention is that during this time I was being
harassed by emails from my ex and her new "friend". The emails were horrific and
full of lies and with each word read the knife went deeper into my heart and the
breakup mattered less and less -- it was now the betrayal and lies that hurt
more than anything. In a way, these emails helped me heal because I saw, in a
different light, just what my ex truly was capable of. The cruelty, lies and
manipulation.
It got so bad I had to go to the police and file a report. I showed them
every email/text I had and let them listen to voice mails.
They were amazed at how WELL I had behaved, all things considered. I told
them the things I had said that I wasn't proud of, and they kind laughed and
said "I was too nice."
Yup.
If nothing else the Warren Police dept knows the true story of what is
going on.
I even said I would take a lie detector test. My character means everything
to me.
Anyway -
Back to Jennifer.
Jen gave full control to me, and after the relationship I had been in, I
needed it.
By her giving me full control, it made me open myself to her more and fall
in love.
Sometimes it feels like a whirlwind, our relationship.
I can't believe it has only been 7 months and we are already engaged,
planning our first road trip, have families that love each other, have done
tones of traveling, have had surreal experiences and are each other's best
friend. Truly - BEST FRIEND. A best friend that is so similar to me, it's scary!
Not to mention our chemistry is off the charts! ;)
Jennifer DOES treat me the way I deserve to be treated.
She respects me. She values me. She looks at me with love in her eyes.
She loves me just the way I am, as I love her.
She gets my humor. She loves the same style I do.
We love antique shopping and horror movies.
We love decorating the house in a funky/cool theme.
We love driving around with the music blasting.
We love playing pool together and snuggling on the couch.
We love going for walks, the gym and bike riding.
She loves my niece as much as I do.
She loves my mamas.
She loves Reed and the cats just like I love her cat.
She does things without me having to ask or remind her.
She writes poems and sweet letters for me.
She is the femme yin to by tomboy yang!
She has the most amazing family.
We share the same goals and outlook on life.
We are just a perfect match, in every way.
She doesn't have a mean bone in her body.
She would never swear or yell at me.
She would never disrespect me or my family.
She would never be mean to the pets.
She would never abandon us.
She makes me feel like the most attractive person in the world.
She allows me to be myself - TRULY be myself.
There is no better feeling in the world.
No better feeling in the world.
None.
So, as I sit here roughly a month away from the day my "life changed", I no
longer thing back on May 26th as a bad thing. I think of it as a wonderful, fantastic thing. The
beginning to the life I was meant to live. The love I was meant to find. The
person I was led to -- someone who truly appreciates my love and the lifestyle I
provide for us.
Tomorrow we have a meeting with our wedding planner for our Dec 30, 2012
wedding.
Maybe my mother wished for this very thing last year on my birthday.
Kindness and love for her daughter. She knew what she was talking about when she
said, "You very well could be engaged by this time next year."
She was right.
Friday, October 11, 2013
OUT AND ABOUT TRAVEL – GAY TRAVEL AGENCY – GAY TRAVEL AGENT – GAY & LESBIAN TRAVEL.
I remember when I started Out & About Travel back in 1999. I was 23 years old and had limited experience. What I DID have was an absolute passion and drive to let the gay & lesbian community know about all the gay travel options available to them.
Out & About Travel was one of the first online gay travel agencies. Our web site was nothing fancy to look at but it was chock full of gay & lesbian travel information. It was a true labor of hard work and love.
Little by little our little agency started to grow in popularity. Before too long we had clients from around the word!
Fast forward to 2013 and we are know as “pioneers of the gay & lesbian travel industry.”
Has it been easy? NO! But it sure has been worth it! 
The competition continues to grow by, what I like to call, “the big guys” (Orbitz, Expedia, Travelocity), and quite honestly, we could NEVER compete against their advertising dollars, so yes, we have gotten lost in the shuffle a bit, but are proudly still “going strong” and more eager than ever to provide memorable travel experiences for the LGBT community!
GOOD TO KNOW:
- Out & About Travel DOES NOT charge a service fee! It doesn’t cost anything extra to book through us. Your business = our survival and we could never thank you enough.
- Out & About Travel provides a PRICE MATCH GUARANTEE! If you find something online — let us know! We can meet or beat the price.
- We provide all our clients with 24/7 agent access. No automated service here! You get our personal cell phone numbers so that you can reach us anytime prior or during your trip!
- Our sister site – GAY TRAVEL INFORMATION, is a leading source of information for the gay & lesbian community when looking for TRULY gay friendly businesses to support. We offer hotel, restaurant, business, event and product reviews. We only give our “stamp of approval” to the businesses that are genuine and provide a great product. It is a POSITIVE blog that only focuses on the GOOD, as we only highlight what we believe in and support!
- Our other new site, WE ARE GAY FRIENDLY, is a directory listing LGBT friendly businesses throughout the world. It is under construction and should be in full function mode by the end of 2013.
- We LOVE ski trips! We have been specializing in gay & lesbian ski trips since 1999! We can customize a package to any of the popular gay ski weeks around the world OR help plan a mountain vacation getaway. Be sure to visit our web site dedicated solely to this at GAY SKI TRIPS.
Out & About Travel recently launched a NEW web site, which can be found at www.GAYTRAVELPROS.com.
Our new site allows for online hotel bookings direct from our site! No need to go to “the big guys” — book your hotels right from www.GAYTRAVELPROS.com!
We also have a new logo (i,e, “mascot”) — Our PRIDEFUL Squirrel, Warren (named after our hometown).
The feedback on Warren has been faaaaaaaabulous! 
SOCIAL MEDIA SITES:
We are ALL over the Internet! Be sure to follow us and spread the word.
Facebook
- Out & About Travel – http://www.facebook.com/gaytravelpros
- Gay Travel Information – http://www.facebook.com/gaytravelinformation
Twitter
- Out & About Travel – http://www.twitter.com/gaytravelpros
- Gay Travel Information – http://www.twitter.com/gaytravelinfo
- We Are Gay Friendly – http://www.twitter.com/weRgayfriendly
- Gay Ski Trips – http://www.twitter.com/gayskitrips
Instagram
- Out & About Travel / Gay Travel Information - http://www.instagram.com/gaytravelinformation
Scoop.it!
- Out & About Travel / Gay Travel Information - http://www.scoop.it/t/gaytravelinformation
As always, we are here to help the LGBT community travel and experience the most gay welcoming destinations, businesses, events and products in the world!
Feel free to reach out to us at info@gaytravelpros.com if you need help planning your next getaway, honeymoon or ski trip!
We are also always interested in collaborations with companies interested in reaching the LGBT community.
Thanks for your continued support & love!
DesireeSousa
Owner / Editor in Chief
Out & About Travel / Gay Travel Information / We Are Gay Friendly / Gay Ski Trips
Music Moves My Soul | Cassadee Pope | Michael Buble | Eli Young Band | Robin Thicke
CURRENT SONG OBSESSIONS!!!
Thursday, October 3, 2013
Tomboy Fashion - Lesbian Style
One of the best parts of fall......is FASHION....and for this Femme TOMBOY (emphasis on TOMBOY), I am loving the following "retro" inspired outfits.
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Nothing really to say, so I'll say it....
Eek. I kinda forgot what it is like to sit down and write - just to write! LOL! Especially now that I write for work. Maybe it's that I feel guilty, like --- I should be writing a review or something.
"Applause" - Lady Gaga (Because she is FKN crazy and I love her!)
Drunk Last Night - Eli Young Band (Because the guitar and lyrics are brilliant!)
Undercover - Selena Gomez (Because the song is super sexy!)
Roar - Katy Perry (Because the lyrics kick ass and, well, it's Katy Perry, c'mon...lol!)
Stubborn Love - The Lumineers (Because song is just so great and little girl in video tugs at my heart strings!)
Mine Would Be You - Blake Shelton (Super romantic song which makes me all warm and fuzzy inside!)
AND, this special song for my love, my wife, who turns 39 years young on September 16th (really, 29...just sayin...)!
I love you!
Until my next update........
ENJOY LIFE, no matter how tough the road is your on, it will lead you to where you are destined to be!!
:)
:-/
Then. I. Accidentally. Ate. A. @&^#&^&%$%$@&%#!!!! Jalapeno.
It was a teeny, tiny piece in some guacamole dip. I had no idea it was there.
I don't know. It just doesn't feel the same lately.
With that said....
IT IS FALL (okay, ALMOST fall)! :-D Where did summer go??? It feels like it was just yesterday that Jennifer and I were leaving for our May/June southern road trip and now here I am getting ready for our trip to Toronto...and its September.
It was a good summer. Peaceful. Relaxing.
I had some health issues, which I am still dealing with, but I like a challenge and HATE giving in to limitations, so I am dealing with them the best I could, setting up Dr appointments and trying to get to the bottom of this.
What is it that I have been dealing with? To summarize, stomach pain - gastrointestinal issues.
It's kinda crazy since I have been dealing with IBS since I was age 12 and then went through a hiatus of sorts between 30-35'ish.
Then. I. Accidentally. Ate. A. @&^#&^&%$%$@&%#!!!! Jalapeno.
HELL-o-PAIN-oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!
Ugh.
It was a teeny, tiny piece in some guacamole dip. I had no idea it was there.
This was back in May 2012 and I haven't been the same since.
Because I have such a sensitive stomach, that tiny piece of HELL-O-PAIN-OH has reeked havoc that words cannot describe, but blek-fuck-crap-poop-sonofa-and grrr sorta summarize it.
I get these INTENSE stomach pains and stomach burning that I wouldn't wish on anyone.
Ulcer? Hpylori? Don't know yet.
Luckily I only had TWO boughts of this since May 2012. One in October-Dec 2012 and now this latest one that came on in August (which I am currently fighting with antibiotics and strangely seem to help it!?)
I have been trying to avoid a gastro Dr for as long as possible for the simple fact that I'd rather fly naked than have an endoscopy or colonoscopy done (I am 37), BUT, I can't live on antibiotics, so I need to get to the ROOT of this problem and the only way they can figure that out is by "going in" --- waaaay in --- lol. Oyie.
I literally had to cancel / reschedule 90% of my reviews this summer and I refuse to have that spill into the fall / winter as so many amazing things are planned!!
Okay, so this is not the most exciting blog post, but it feels good to GET THIS ALL OUT. That is what writing is anyway --- therapy. It feels good to WRITE, right??? :))))
One POSITIVE of being home a bit more often is getting lots of extra work done!!
We Are Gay Friendly is now up (www.wearegayfriendly.com), Out & About Travel new site is running (www.gaytravelpros.com), Gay Travel Information keeps growing in leaps & bounds (www.gaytravelinformation.com) and even Gay Ski Trips has been updated (www.gayskitrips.com).
I am also maintaining two Instagrams (www.instagram.com/gaytravelinformation.com and www.instagram.com/femmetomboy), a new Tumblr account (http://gaytravelinfo.tumblr.com/), Pinterest (http://www.pinterest.com/gaytravelpros/) and, of course, Twitter (www.twitter.com/gaytravelpros and www.twitter.com/gaytravelinfo).
All of this social networking has been paying off though as I am in the top 5% of most influential online social media businesses via www.klout.com!
BUSY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
As for travel I have press trips planned to Toronto, Lake Placid-NY, Atlantic City, Mont Tremblant, Ludlow-VT, Stowe-VT, Stratton-VT, Whistler-British Columbia and (keeping fingers crossed) Tahiti and Iceland -- and this is all between now and February, so my health needs to be in PERFECT condition!!
Oh my.
Anyway -
I was so happy to be able to wear a lightweight sweater the other day.
I love fall. Although as I write this they are calling for 100 degree weather tomorrow...lol.
Oh, New England!!
Current song obsessions:
"Applause" - Lady Gaga (Because she is FKN crazy and I love her!)
Drunk Last Night - Eli Young Band (Because the guitar and lyrics are brilliant!)
Undercover - Selena Gomez (Because the song is super sexy!)
Roar - Katy Perry (Because the lyrics kick ass and, well, it's Katy Perry, c'mon...lol!)
Stubborn Love - The Lumineers (Because song is just so great and little girl in video tugs at my heart strings!)
Mine Would Be You - Blake Shelton (Super romantic song which makes me all warm and fuzzy inside!)
AND, this special song for my love, my wife, who turns 39 years young on September 16th (really, 29...just sayin...)!
I love you!
Until my next update........
ENJOY LIFE, no matter how tough the road is your on, it will lead you to where you are destined to be!!
:)
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