I'll be seeing you.

They have decided to name the baby Lola Blare Carlile.
I have decided I want to call her Lo for short,
and when she get's older LC?
It all works out.
I know, I am kind of obsessed with The Hills but they are cute nick-names.
So I started looking at pictures and it reminded me of something...

LC and Lo. 

Brooke and Makenna.

Best Friends.

BEST Friends.

And this is what reminded me of you.

Remember?

I miss you Kenna.

I feel the need to write about my day.
Here goes nothing.

So I was walking to my Greek/Roman Art History Class,
and can I just say it feels like the longest walk when it is 15 degrees out and the wind is blowing?
Anyway, you get the picture frigid.
I left the apartment 20 minutes early so I could get there on time.
See, I have this OCD thing about being on-time to class.
I will check my phone every minute to make sure I will make it on time.
(By the way, my goal is to stop this paranoia and not look at my phone a single time while walking to class).
Oh and did I mention I have no desire to be in this class,
it is a 300 level class and I have no idea how I got in this class without taking any other art history...
So in other words Im drowning.
I get to class, and within a few minutes I see this girl twisting her hair obnoxiously around her finger.
So much so it started to look like a rats tail.
If you must know one thing about me let it be the fact that I HATE,
and when I say hate I mean LOATH rats, mice, birds and anything else of the sort.
I don't know why, I just do, and always will no matter what.
But yes, this girls piece of hair turned into a rat's tail.
It was one repulsing image in my head for a full hour and a half...and she never stopped.

Later on...
I had my card declined at the grocery store, I got home from the store, did homework,
and didn't hear from my boy all day (the one day I needed to hear from him).
Then to bring it all together I find out there is a SEVER WEATHER WARNING for tomorrow (well today).
With calculated wind chill it will be negative 25 degrees out there.
I think I might die,
or just have my skin freeze and fall off, one of the two.


On a happy note, I have developed this new love for Frank Sinatra.
I think his music is beyond romantic. 
I had always pictured myself dancing around with an amazing guy to this old, classic, beautiful music.
Well guess what...
my vision came true. 
Sunday night my boy danced with me to Sinatra, all over the kitchen.
It was almost too wonderful for words.
Sometimes I swear I was meant to live in the 50's.
It reminds me of the Notebook and it puts me in a happy place.
I watched that movie Sunday afternoon and I think I could watch it a million times over and still get teary-eyed every single time. 


It feels good to leave on a happy note. 
It is much too late and now time for bed.




This song melts my heart.
Read this quote from the movie while listening to this song and try not to cry,
I think it is close to impossible.
P.S. I want a letter like this someday please.

"My Dearest Allie. 
I couldn't sleep last night because I know that it's over between us. I'm not bitter anymore, because I know that what we had was real. And if in some distant place in the future we see each other in our new lives, I'll smile at you with joy and remember how we spent the summer beneath the trees, learning from each other and growing in love. The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds, and that's what you've given me. That's what I hope to give to you forever. I love you. 
I'll be seeing you. 
Noah"