Tuesday, February 16, 2010
To the most handsome man I've had the pleasure of getting to know.. you're mature when you need to be, and childish when you want to be. I love it. Thank you for sweeping me off my feet when things were tough, way back in the Fall. You gave me butterflies when I first met you years ago, and I still get them when I watch you pick out which plaid shirt to wear in the morning. You smell fantastic. I even like your cats. And your playlists (sometimes). I hope I can make you even a fraction as happy as you make me.
---a relocated cowgirl
---a relocated cowgirl
Thank you, fabulous dancers on the library lawn yesterday. When we happened upon you (and accompanying musicians) performing What's Love Got To Do With It, it gave our Valentine's Day a jolt of joyousness. I asked who you were: Grasshoppa Dance Exchange, watch for them, everybody, you never know when they may appear in a public space near you, and give your day a lift.
---lovinit
---lovinit
Monday, February 15, 2010
To the lovely man waiting for the bus in Burnside last week:
I was desperately running to catch a bus in Burnside as I saw its left flasher turn on, and my hat blew off my head. I was totally willing to sacrifice my hat so I could catch this bus and not be late. But this sweet (and attractive) man ran after me and passed me my hat as I was getting on. You made me so happy.
---I love you.
---I love you.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
If one were to look up the word individuality in a dictionary... I really hope they'd find a picture of you. Because if that word has ever had a reason to be valid before - Its completely for you.
You are absolutely one of the most amazing personalities I've ever had the pleasure of coming across. Those deep, dark eyes of yours leave me weak. That smile of yours warms this scarred heart unlike any other.
You are the bright face that stands out amidst a sea of clones.
Without having any personal agenda.. I just wanted you to know that you're absolutely and completely adored.
Here is to hoping those eyes I get so absolutely lost in happen to stumble across these words...
Happy Valentine's Day!
---Your secret Admirer
You work at Second Cup, and I frequently see you in a striped toque and adorably nerdy glasses. Fuck, I love you. You're so HONEST and friendly and efficient! I thought about it for a long time, and I don't even drink coffee, so I think you're the reason I go to Second Cup so often. Please don't change how you do things; I'd hate to be disenchanted.
---Mmm, Apple Cider
---Mmm, Apple Cider
To all the transgendered people out there:
i am so proud of you for choosing to be what makes you happy, and what you really are, rather than hiding who you are to make other people happy, or to fit in. watching you make your change and knowing you're out there having succeeded in making your change makes my stupid problems seem surmountable.
i am inspired by you.
---greatful
i am so proud of you for choosing to be what makes you happy, and what you really are, rather than hiding who you are to make other people happy, or to fit in. watching you make your change and knowing you're out there having succeeded in making your change makes my stupid problems seem surmountable.
i am inspired by you.
---greatful
To the guy working at the cash at Zellers on Saturday night: You were totally right about that cat food (the price, not the taste!), and I was totally not comprehending what you were trying to tell me and I just confused the hell out of you and was kind of a tool. I came back to apologize once I realized I was wrong but you weren't there anymore. Sorry!
---Confused cat food purchaser
---Confused cat food purchaser
Hey babe.
All that time alone I thought there were no "good ones" left. I thought I was going to do this alone. Until I met you. I knew that night I wanted to kiss you. I could tell I could love this beautiful, powerful, spirited woman.
I've never had a connection like this before. You're 10,000km away, yet I can feel your love right here with me as I type this at our table at the Goat, where we first met.
I'm here for you no matter what. We have something pretty sweet going on. Let's ride this thing until the wheels burst into flames. With great affection, love, and a heap of lust,
The Home Office
p.s. See you in Paris.
---Home Office
All that time alone I thought there were no "good ones" left. I thought I was going to do this alone. Until I met you. I knew that night I wanted to kiss you. I could tell I could love this beautiful, powerful, spirited woman.
I've never had a connection like this before. You're 10,000km away, yet I can feel your love right here with me as I type this at our table at the Goat, where we first met.
I'm here for you no matter what. We have something pretty sweet going on. Let's ride this thing until the wheels burst into flames. With great affection, love, and a heap of lust,
The Home Office
p.s. See you in Paris.
---Home Office
To my wonderful fiance and the love of my life,
Thank you for being such a great guy. You mean the world to me.
I'm so happy that you're home from Afghanistan - even if it's just a short visit. You are the kindest and most thoughtful person. I'm so lucky to have you. Thanks for putting up with me - I know I can be stubborn and difficult. I love you!
---Sugar Plums
Thank you for being such a great guy. You mean the world to me.
I'm so happy that you're home from Afghanistan - even if it's just a short visit. You are the kindest and most thoughtful person. I'm so lucky to have you. Thanks for putting up with me - I know I can be stubborn and difficult. I love you!
---Sugar Plums
Friday, February 12, 2010
To the lovely jerk who brought his friends to my restaurant last friday. You felt you had to write a page and a half long email to the owner because we were out of lamb racks, fresh bread and candles? When you came in at 8:30pm on a busy friday night? Thank you ass. You got me written up because I honestly told you we were out of things. If you had a brain, you would have brought your guests earlier, not an hour before we close. Burn.
---Pissed Waiter.
---Pissed Waiter.