Aiyyyyaeii!!!!

I'm so bored. My house isn't clean, I haven't showered, I could browse some blogs. . . there's lots I could do. I should probably also find my: wedding ring, cell phone (which actually belongs to my in-laws), driver's license (yikes!), camera. . .ummm. . . and my motivation. But right now, I'm DYING of boredom. I don't WANT to do anything. My Mom says that if you're bored, you're boring. Of course, Mom says a lot of things quite often. Maybe I'll post some pics.

This is Robert on a subway on his trip to Europe. He's so hot it makes me want to cry. Of course, that's not the only reason.

Here I am with Robert at about 2 AM the night he proposed (in January) at my parents'. It took us about half an hour (longer?) to tell my parents because my mom wouldn't stop talking about how my hamster ran away. Yes, four years ago I looked that good that early in the morning. No, we never found the hamster. (BTW, I lost that ring, too--never found it. I'm beginning to notice a trend here.)

Cue Steve. This is just a bad picture of Steve that makes me laugh--and kind of cry--but mostly just be angry. These two guys were mission companions in Stanley. We kind of sent Steve on secret missions for us while we were dating. Case in point: I wrote a "do you like me? check yes or no" type letter in Chem 105 (which I conveniently shared with Steve), and Steve delivered it to Robert in English (which was also conveniently Robert's class). What I would give to have those letters! Here they are at their mission reunion. I didn't go. They doorbell ditched me on their way home (actually, I'm not sure Steve did). That night was the first time Robert called me Ali Mae. I didn't like it. :P!