I’d like to introduce everyone to my girlfriend…Her name is Cottage Cheese. She likes cold temperatures and is a little chunky. She’s not a good listener because she has no ears. I hid our relationship out of fear. I thought I’d be judged. Cottage Cheese doesn’t care if she is judged because she can’t perceive what “judging” means.
I am introducing her to you now because I just listened to John Mayer’s song “Say What You Need to Say”.
Here we are today.
Here is a look at our relationship from the past year.
Christmas ’10. I remember right after this picture was taken, Cottage Cheese surprised me with a Rolls Royce car. Yippee!
Open bar with the ladies. It’s amazing how well she fit in with my circle of friends.
Here is Cottage Cheese and I getting our mug shot taken after we robbed the neighborhood liquor store. I told her it was a bad idea but she never listens [because of the “no ears” thing].
Us sunbathing. I got the WORST tan lines lol.
Our 2011 winter greeting card. After this photo was taken, we both fell off the ledge.
Cottage Cheese and I spent too much time together and had to have a serious talk. Our personal photographer that I hired took this photo.
Me practicing my piano. Cottage Cheese not listening. Beautiful view.
I was so stupid. I put Cottage Cheese on the grill and she started to sweat. It freaked me out!
Me shoveling snow. Cheese giving moral support. At one point, I lost her amongst the snow. I was so worried I would lose her forever.
A little PDA in a breakfast joint in Hilton Head, South Carolina. Cottage got really jealous when I ordered waffles.
How we met.
Our “song” [the one I’ll be dancing to at our wedding] is Stacie Orrico’s “Stuck” The lyrics that best describes the relationship is, “I hate you, but I love you. I can’t stop thinking of you”.
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This made me laugh 🙂 You are lovely!
Thank you 🙂 By the way, I saw a picture of angel food cake on your blog that looks REALLY good. Maybe you should start dating it?
this literally made me laugh out loud. perfect.