It's that time of year again. The awkward, emotional, fun, and awesome Father Daughter Dinner. I've been going since second grade. Who doesn't like getting dressed up and spending the night with her daddy? I know I do. I know I complain about him a lot, but I guess he isn't that bad. As annoying as he can be... I'll always be a Daddy's girl. This made me think, I've never brought a guy home for my parents to meet. I can only imagine how awkward that day will be, makes never want to bring any guys home. While I'm on the subject of guys though, I just want to say how much I hate them. My best friend got her heart broken today. I know, it happens to all of us. But seriously, I'm tired of these mean, testosterone filled excuses for people ruining girls days.
I really admire Marilyn Monroe. I'm not sure why. Her quotes are amazing. I feel like we were the same person, even though we were FAR from it. Even though she didn't live that great of a life, she sure as heck did live to the fullest. I want a black and white portrait of her for my wall, not to be obsessive, cause that's weird. But I love putting new things on my wall. Maybe it could go next to my big PMS sign.... :)
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