How often do you shave?

I just tried to post a blog from my blogger app on my  super awesome android phone... then the fucking app encounter and error and force closed on me.  Unbeknownst to me, the stupid blogger app doesn't save as I type, so it was all lost.  fuck that app.  It's coming off as soon as I'm finished here.

Last night Steve and I made Beef Wellington, inspiration stemming from Chef Gordon Ramsay on Hell's Kitchen.  It was good.  I was blown away by how much flavor it had - so many different tastes and textures... I felt overwhelmed.  I'm glad we tried it; Steve is good not trying it again, but sometimes Steve is wrong.  I think one day, some time in our lives, we'll be giving this another go.

Looks good, huh?

The last thing here...
I woke up this morning because of a dream... the dream had Jamie Foxx in it... he was kissing me.  What the hell?!  I don't even think I like Jamie Foxx - but he sure did like me.  It was so rude of him to kiss me while Steve was in the same room too... ugh.  The nerve!

Oh, last question, I promise: Is chivalry dead?  You know, the days of men holding a door open for a lady (their lady or not)... following the "ladies first" rule... I could go on and on.  I'm just wondering if being a Gentleman is still 'cool'?

Places I Want To Go

Paris, oh la la
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Sydney, Australia
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New Zealand
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Brazil
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New York City (while I've been before, I really want to go with Steve, we'd have a simply wonderful time together)
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Maldives
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Chicago (same notes as NYC)
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Venice, Italy
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Niagara Falls
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I could go on for days and days about all the places I want to go.. these are just a few.  Looking at all these photos in one place, it's clear to me that I have a thing for water :)

Dreams

I had a dream last night... a bad dream.  Not so much a nightmare in that it didn't have monsters or I didn't wake up scared - but a bad dream meaning it was something I didn't want to think about.  Something that made me feel uncomfortable.  Something I left in the past.  It was about an ex.

I suppose with all the big changes coming in mine and Steve's relationship, it could be normal?  By no stretch of the imagination do I still want to be in a relationship with that person - as a matter of fact - I can't believe I ever did.  I seriously thought that I wanted to marry that guy - and maybe people change - so maybe he was who I thought he was at the time?  Most likely not.   Our relationship was destined to end; have you ever read that one poem type thing: Reason, Season, or Lifetime - it's about how some people come into your life for a reason, season, or a lifetime - you learn and grow from them, whatever, thats the point of it.  I'm convinced this person was there for a reason - I did learn a lot in the relationship, so I have that, but it would have never worked.

It was a long distance relationship too, so why the fuck I thought that could work is beyond me.  Why should I move to be with a guy - just because you have a job, doesn't mean I'm the one that should move; I have a job too.  
That is one thing I cherish daily about the relationship I have with Steve; I get to see him everyday, if I want.  I often times sit and wait for him to come pick me up and can't help but think to myself I'm so lucky he lives so close to me.  I can plan things with him and not have to worry about flights or taking time off work.  We can drive 2 hours to Duluth just for a malt or we can lounge on the couch and watch a movie - any.time.we.want.  I love it; I love him.

I digress; the dream, it really had me all fucked up this morning.  I don't necessarily believe that people's dreams mean something but I can't help but wonder why the hell it happened.  Kind of like if you have a dream that you killed your parents, you would most likely wonder why you had that dream, right?  Don't worry I don't dream shit like that, I'm just sayin'.

It just made me feel all icky and my blog is a place I can get rid of icky.  So there you go.