Stephanie McMaster.

I’ve Been Chasing This Guy So Hard

You could call him the one that got away. I’ve never exhausted so much energy chasing any man before and I’ve never encountered a man so skilled at playing hard-to-get. After seven months of pining, lusting and trying to make him mine, I’m ready to admit he’s not just hard-to-get, but impossible-to-get.

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High-res My mom is having a pretty serious surgery on Monday. But, I’m not thinking about that. Emotional procrastination is THE. BEST.
She lives with me so I was in her room earlier helping her pack. She’ll likely be in the hospital for several weeks. I was reaching into her bag when my hand was met by the cool touch of a relic of the past: A discman. After relishing in a moment of nostalgia, I asked my mom what the fuck was wrong with her and am now uploading all of her CDs to her phone. 
She has an interesting collection of music.

My mom is having a pretty serious surgery on Monday. But, I’m not thinking about that. Emotional procrastination is THE. BEST.

She lives with me so I was in her room earlier helping her pack. She’ll likely be in the hospital for several weeks. I was reaching into her bag when my hand was met by the cool touch of a relic of the past: A discman. After relishing in a moment of nostalgia, I asked my mom what the fuck was wrong with her and am now uploading all of her CDs to her phone. 

She has an interesting collection of music.

High-res I’m home sick and have been working from bed because I feel like hell but finally got the energy to relocate to the office and found this on my desk. Made me feel a billion times better than the Sudafed did.

I’m home sick and have been working from bed because I feel like hell but finally got the energy to relocate to the office and found this on my desk. Made me feel a billion times better than the Sudafed did.

Taught my 5-year-old about silent letters tonight as he pondered why “knuckles” starts with a k, but has an “n” sound. Immediately after my introduction of silent letters into his life, he began referring to all non-silent letters as “noisy letters,” which is so fucking adorable and makes my heart tingle with happy.

High-res Was at the mall today and they had tiles painted by children on the wall of the hallway leading to the restrooms. Little Tim’s was my favorite.

Was at the mall today and they had tiles painted by children on the wall of the hallway leading to the restrooms. Little Tim’s was my favorite.

He brings me coffee in bed every morning. A steaming cup of beautifully dark coffee is waiting to assist in my gaining of consciousness, but that’s not the best part.

I wake up to him smiling at me with genuine excitement that I’m finally awake because he wants to see me. He’s excited to see me even though I’ve been snoring and drooling and my hair looks like squirrels had a fuckfest in it and there’s a sleep line in the shape of a swastika on my face.

And he tells me I’m beautiful. He means it. And he’s crazy for meaning it because there’s squirrel jizz all over my head and I’m snarling like a Grandma in a smoky casino at the alarm clock he’s been tolerating me hitting snooze on for the past hour.

Waking up to coffee being delivered to you in bed is pretty much the most awesome thing ever, but the way he’s looking at me through the steam is somehow even better.