i love lamp

i love brie.

i love beer more after i worked 10 hours.

i love porches. the kind that face the west.

i love portland because the people here are more like me then people in california.

thats not a better thing. there is just less explaining to do.

i love peter. i more then love peter. what's a word that means more then love?

i love the feeling of my jeans getting loser. but i do not love the effects on my outfit. saggy sally is never cute.

i love having more questions then i do answers. what kind of life would a questionless life be anyhow?

i love cream cheese paired with most everything edible.

i love to hate ryan adams.

i love to my job as a nanny. children are so grounding and honest.

i love, even more so, to hand back the child to their parents at the end of the day.

i love beans. all kinds. pinto. black. garbanzo. black eyed (peas). refried.

i love my couch.

i love to share my couch with friends.

i love heels. i love the way they make me feel.

i love being responsible to something. someone. right now it's called school.

i love buying the expensive groceries. you know, the ones that say they are organic, family-farmed, the ones that you can pronounce the ingredients.

i love when i lay in bed and i can roll over and put my head on peter's chest and hear is heart beat.

i love the slippers that grandma lois made me.

i love my brother frankie, my sister katie, my other brother mark, and my other sister emily.

(i take pride in my family.)

i love big sur.

although there seems to be more uncertain circumstances then the ones that i can rely on. these are the things i know at the moment.