First and foremost I want to thank everyone who took the time to leave me birthday love. I read all comments and truly appreciated them all. It totally made my day. 
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So...the sleeps finally ended, and on Thursday morning I stepped off the plane in Canada. After the Customs interrogation I turned the corner, and she was standing there. Her hair was shorter and a different color, but she looked just as beautiful as I remember her looking a couple of months before when she stepped off the plane in Houston.
I met lots of family and friends, drank lovely Canadian beer, smoked Canadian cigarettes, ate potato chips with ketchup, rode the subway, stole her plum sauce, and we laid together, kissed a million beautiful times, held hands as we walked the streets of Toronto, went shopping, shared drinks, danced, fell asleep in each other's arms.....and so much more.
Still hard for me to describe the calm that passes over me when i see her smile, or when she plays with my hair, or any of the endless amount of little things she does that makes her so fucking great.
For proof that I ain't lying, click here: Uber-cuteness.
She has my soul. Forever. I totally cannot wait for her to meet my mommy.
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Also, I attended Karaoke night with the SG Toronto crowd and met bunches of cool people...along with some tone-deaf, but very friendly Russians.
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More update later, when I'm not so tired.
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Texas should totally deport me back to Canadaland.
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So...the sleeps finally ended, and on Thursday morning I stepped off the plane in Canada. After the Customs interrogation I turned the corner, and she was standing there. Her hair was shorter and a different color, but she looked just as beautiful as I remember her looking a couple of months before when she stepped off the plane in Houston.
I met lots of family and friends, drank lovely Canadian beer, smoked Canadian cigarettes, ate potato chips with ketchup, rode the subway, stole her plum sauce, and we laid together, kissed a million beautiful times, held hands as we walked the streets of Toronto, went shopping, shared drinks, danced, fell asleep in each other's arms.....and so much more.
Still hard for me to describe the calm that passes over me when i see her smile, or when she plays with my hair, or any of the endless amount of little things she does that makes her so fucking great.
For proof that I ain't lying, click here: Uber-cuteness.
She has my soul. Forever. I totally cannot wait for her to meet my mommy.
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Also, I attended Karaoke night with the SG Toronto crowd and met bunches of cool people...along with some tone-deaf, but very friendly Russians.
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More update later, when I'm not so tired.
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Texas should totally deport me back to Canadaland.
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elana:
AHHHHHHHHHHH the russians
luciefurr:
happy Friday ♥