Schmoop

I was informed that I don’t talk enough about Noah. Ok, so that isn’t exactly how that information was conveyed–but close enough so I am going to call it that.

Noah rocks my world. He is supportive and caring and he sees me. He thinks I am the right kind of bitchy. 🙂 He loves me so much that it amazes and delights me. How did I get so lucky? I believe he is the best man for me. That said there are some things coming up which I am not ready to talk about quite yet. But those of you who are totally shocked that stuff is happening with Noah–get over it. 😛

And Noah, I still won’t wear red then. 😛

4 thoughts on “Schmoop

  1. angelbob

    Not even when Rob tells you to? Well, fair enough. I didn’t actually go out and get a bunch of multicolored wigs.

    Though y’know, *that’s* an image… Hm…

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