Suckers & saps
February 14, 2001valentine’s day is for suckers and saps.
i, of course, am both.
sometimes, i think i don’t believe in romance, anymore. i don’t believe in one special boy for that one special girl, i don’t believe in once upon a time or happily ever after. i don’t believe that love will conquer anything. no. i don’t believe that, sometimes, i think.
your heart gets stomped on one too many times, and you’ll believe anything that won’t make you feel that way ever again.
but.
but i do.
i may not believe in princes and white horses and tall castles, but i believe in nice boys and the possibility of something with one of them someday. like long walks and hand holding, sofa cuddling and nervous giggling, understanding and accepting, laughing and loving.
maybe that makes me a sucker and a sap. maybe. but some people happen to be into that sorta thing.
I'm Christine, and this is a slice of my life—a sweet, rich, wildly indulgent slice that would taste really good with a scoop of Breyers vanilla bean ice cream. Read more >>
I run a darling, friendly, little graphic design studio.
I look on the bright side.
I take photos. Lots of photos.
I wish on stars and on websites.
I built my first web site 7 years ago and got 15 seconds of fame. (It changed my life.)
I launched, then relaunched, an online magazine.
I admitted to several embarrassing crushes.
I consumed more bacon than any human should and lived to tell the tales.
