Drum Roll Please...

Thanks for all the helpful comments!
Going with the Light Silver, which works out perfectly since it's partially the theme of the party.
Next decisions include, what shoes, hairstyle, and jewelry....but each of those are hardly worth their own entries so you'll just have to catch pics on twitter as I put it all together. Having the dress makes it officially birthday season, so I'm excited. Oh and nail color, have to pic that out too.

Thanks again for playing along, I'll post birthday pics and of course I'll be tweeting the night away!

The Great Debate

We start the birthday season off with a rather important decision.
What dress to wear?
It's the dress, the one that will be in all the pics, the on that everyone will comment on, the one that once I pick it out - all of my girlfriends will base their choices off...for this year at least. Sound crazy? It is. Woman are crazy yes, but we are a separate breed of runs-on-coffee-eastcoast-stressed-crazy. What may be even scarier is that we wear it proudly.

About three months in advance people start asking what I'm planning for my party, while I don't celebrate anything much during the year my birthday is IT. The big event, requires serious planning, serious self preparation, serious drinking and above all serious dancing is a must!
The rough-draft plan this year?
Small group of my best girls out on a boat all day for a little sun bathing and tubing action. While the guys check us into the hotel, and get our bags moved ::yes, we're spoiled:: We're dropped off from the boat right next to our hotel. Change and meet up with a slightly larger group of my besties for a casual dinner. We all move to a small lounge I've picked, this year the expected guests list will fill a large portion of the lounge. Which I love, every where you turn you know someone, that is fun to me.
Bringing me to the next component of the night...a dress.
Past years it has been easy to pick my dress, this year it's gotten a little harder. I've already tried on more than a few dresses and have narrowed it down to two. With a side note that I have one more store I need to visit. My girlfriends are split down the middle which is really strange, but none of them will go shopping until I pick a dress. I know, I know ...we're crazy.
There are all kinds of other things I could go on about, but I'll get to the point of this post.
Help me decide! Vote at the poll or send pics of another dress you think would be worthy!
-n

Sucker for a Sunset

It makes sense, I think to myself...I've always like sunsets better than sunrises. But I don't give him this explanation, instead I leave him to wonder what the hell I mean. The rumor about me liking to torture...it's a little true ::at least I'm honest:: I can't help myself really...and anyways I'll be the first to tell you, I'm not nice.
"What did you say?"
Well the words just kinda slipped.
"What words?" She says to me with an all too serious look.
Not those words, crazy!
"Oh, then why are you so concerned?"
I'm not. You are.

I didn't miss him, I didn't think much on him while he was gone, but when I saw him the word just kind came out. I could have stopped them but I wanted to see what would happen.

I like you like sunsets.

Even not knowing what it meant, he looked at me and smiled. Held me close and looked deep into my eyes. The only thought I had in the moment, was please don't respond with the dreaded three words. Cause if that happens, you've never seen a girl get dressed and in the car so fast.

"Why? I thought you liked him."
This particular friend is completely not understanding in instances like this, her nightly dream and life goal is to be loved, taken care of, barefoot and pregnant. A thought that brings the word 'vomit' to mind for me. But I love her point of view on my life, how crazy she thinks I am for wanting and needing things completely simple.

I do like him.
"And?"
And nothing else, I like him we have fun, and while it stays just so, I will keep him.
"You are so strange!"
I know.

Could be the colors, I do love color. But then again it could be the way he touches my face, the same way a sunset warms then cools the skin every night. Perhaps is the ever change that surrounds him, no two sunsets are the same.
What I find myself looking forward to the most about sunsets is that there will be another great one tomorrow.
-n

Microwave type Warmth

A warmth...
An emotion...
That starts deep within and warms you heart, moves your soul...
Right down to your little toes...
Wandering through the day cold, one word whispered...
You become a white hot flame in the dark...
Holding on so tight...
An explosion waiting to happen...

-n

Fog

As he hugs me close, kisses me deeply, and tells me he loves me. I warn, I'm not nice.

"Angel you are all sweet to me."

It's fine that you think that, but one day when I'm mean and I've hurt you don't be surprised. When I'm in the midst of an evil streak you have never seen such a calm state, I'm comfortable there. Inducing pain on people that may have done the same to me or may not even see it coming. With out a blink I will slap you in the face with the things no one should, rather no one dare bring up. Because the hurt from them will be to much, long lasting, and unforgivable. He looks down at me as he holds my face in his hands.

"Why are you saying these things Baby?"

Because one day, you'll see that calm come over me, eerie like a fog. The air will change and that will be because you're about to witness something that I don't bother hiding. And while it may not be directed at you, you will never look at me the same. Possibly never even love me the same again.

"Then baby, I'm willing to take that chance."

Your risk does not prove your love to me, as I'm not looking for proof. Before you build an idea of me and put it on that pretty little pedestal, know that I do not want to be up there.
While the sting is for a moment, occasionally the fall back into the fog is a memorable pain.

-n