The Story of Mr. Wrong Number.

What happened with Mr. Wrong Number?

Well, his name was Hans. We ended up talking and texting every day while I was in Philadelphia. He made me laugh and even blush several times. I loved his morning phone calls, he had such a sexy morning voice. (Maybe that's weird, whatevers. I think guys sound ridiculously hot when they're sleepy or just waking up. Maybe I have a thing for 'groggy voices'?) While talking with him I found out that he was raised in the LDS religion, like me. I was SHOCKED!!! What in the world could the odds be?!?! I nearly fell off the bed, I couldn't believe it!!! [Not to worry, I tested him a bit on LDS beliefs just to make sure.] We talked about what we like to do in our free time and he wanted to go camping with me, in his RV with his 4-wheelers. Seemed like it could be fun, but also a lil 'much' for still being strangers. So we agreed that we'd just go out for dinner once I got back from Philly.

However, most of the time he kept asking me for full body pictures, just so he could get an 'idea' of what I looked like. I didn't hide anything about my physical appearance and in fact, the photo I traded him during our first phone call was one from the hip up. I didn't feel comfortable sending him "the photos" he requested. I tried to dodge that bullet several times and was successful for a while.... (NO! I did NOT send him scandalous photos)

In the end, he wanted a sexual relationship, which isn't something I was going for. As nice and funny as he was....it was short lived.

And that, boys and girls, is the story of Mr. Wrong Number.

The End.

((I wish something could have come out of this chance meeting. I think it would have made for the BEST hook up story EVER!! SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO FRIGGIN RANDOM!!!!! And the odds of him being Mormon on top of that---TOO CRAZY FOR WORDS!! At times I thought it was too random to be true...but I've got his number in my phone to say otherwise. It was fun while it lasted :] ))

Maui ♥

Dear Kihei, Maui,

I MISS YOU!!!! It's been a couple years since I last saw you and it's not intentional, at all!! I miss you so much!! I'm so cold and would LOVE LOVE LOVE to be laying on a beach, especially on Kamaole beach...my fave. Life is so crazy/hectic right now and soon it'll be beyond stressful. No bueno. :( Oh what I would give to be laying on the warm sand and swimming in your delightful ocean....

Kihei, I miss you!

Love & Aloha,

-ehu

I {heart} my head!

I'm seriously loving NOT having hair!!

I didn't think I was going to embrace it this much, but I LOVE it!!! I'm not going to lie, I do miss my long curly hair at times...but it's just hair! It'll grow back!

Since I cut my hair, I now wear a lot more mascara and blush. I'm not too keen on wearing make-up everyday, but it is a nice change up to being a lil more girly on a daily basis. I'm just TOTALLY grateful that I have a nicely shaped head!!

The thing I LOOOOOOOOOOOVE the most about not having hair is not having to worry about how to do my hair. If anything, I wonder what scarf or hat I'll be wearing. (I don't mind going without a hat/beanie, but I've been a lot colder since I shaved my head...and the weather doesn't help either.)

I am very thankful for such supportive friends who have reassured me that this was a very good choice....it's been a blessing.

For Love....

Why I shaved my head tonight:

(from a previous blog post:)

"A couple months ago, my Bishop's wife was diagnosed with Breast Cancer. I don't know her too well, but I've known her as a Young Women's leader when I was a teenager and more recently as the Stake Choir director. We've been doing lil things in the ward to show our love and compassion for her. Next Sunday, the women of the ward were going to wear scarves on their heads. Very thoughtful.

For the last several weeks, I've been thinking of shaving my head because I knew in due time she would be losing her hair. Her friends gave her a 'Hats Off' party in which they gave her hats and scarves, right before she cut her hair.

I know I don't know her personally, but I hope by my shaving my head, she would know of the love and support I have for her and her battle against Breast Cancer. Not just for her, but also for another friend's wife and all women (and men) who are currently in this battle for their lives. My heart goes out to them...."

♥♥♥♥♥

Tonight, a group of friends from the ward got together to shave our heads:

I'm really grateful for this group of friends who were so willing to show their support by shaving their heads along with me. I hope our dear friend, Sister L. will know that we all love her dearly. She means a lot to us.

Shave Me!

I've been thinking of shaving my head lately. It's been about 10 years since I cut my hair SUPER short (pixie short). The last time I did that was because I was feeling random and had a pair of scissors near by. Also, it was because of spite.... I got tired of so many friends touching my long curly hair saying, "Don't EVER cut your hair!!!! It's SOOOOO beautiful...blah blah blah". So I cut it short. I remember not liking it ALL too much, but it was a nice change.

This time it's for a different reason...

A couple months ago, my Bishop's wife was diagnosed with Breast Cancer. I don't know her too well, but I've known her as a Young Women's leader when I was a teenager and more recently as the Stake Choir director. We've been doing lil things in the ward to show our love and compassion for her. Next Sunday, the women of the ward were going to wear scarves on their heads. Very thoughtful.

For the last several weeks, I've been thinking of shaving my head because I knew in due time she would be losing her hair. Her friends gave her a 'Hats Off' party in which they gave her hats and scarves, right before she shaved her head.

I know I don't know her personally, but I hope by my shaving my head, she would know of the love and support I have for her and her battle against Breast Cancer. Not just for her, but also for another friend's wife and all women (and men) who are currently in this battle for their lives. My heart goes out to them....

***update: So after I posted, I grabbed a pair of scissors and headed for the bathroom. My hair was curly with product in it, but I just wanted to see what a few inches would look like. Then I really started going to town...til I realized it would be better if I showered and had clean hair to cut. This is the final result....[til Monday when a few of my friends and I have our 'shave shindig'.]. Sad thing is...I'm really liking this new length and style! :( Oh well...keep your eyes on the prize, Ehu.

Photo Friday!

I love my friends.

I'm blessed with the best.

♥

YO ADRIAN!!

I LOOOOVED Philadelphia! Seriously, I had an amazingly awesome time!! I LOVED it there!!! I only made it to Costco in Mt.Laurel, New Jersey, but I'm okay with that. There's so much to see and do in Philly. I'd like to think of it as an east coast version of San Diego. I would LOVE to go back there again, someday. I had an awesome time with some pretty terrific people! I LOVED IT!!

I LOOOOOVED READING TERMINAL MARKET!!! Seriously, some very very good eats!! I love Carmen's Cheesesteaks the best!!!

Other than that, I'd highly recommend Philadelphia! The people are great, the food is delicious and the weather was just perfect! LOVED LOVED LOVED IT!!!

Philly, I LOVE YOU!!

This was the scenery out of our 30th floor suite.

I LOOOOOOVED it!

& now...

I MISSSSSSSSS it!!

The Unsent Letter.

I wish I knew how to share the thoughts I have in my mind and the feelings I have in my heart. To simply put it, I miss you. I miss you terribly. Just talking to you last night reminded me of something familiar. Your voice, your words, the sounds of your breath...it was like a warm safe blanket that I had longed for and didn't even know.

I miss you and I wish I could tell you. I stop myself because I doubt it really matters. I want you in my life and I feel that void every day. Oh, how I wish you felt it too. Would it really matter if I told you? Would it really make a difference? What would I tell you, if given the chance? I'd tell you that I long for you, that I miss you like no one has ever missed another person. I was never scared or timid to speak my mind with you....until now. Because, more than ever, I want to say.... I miss you. Even if you were standing right next to me, a part of me would still be long for you and missing you.

I miss you.