Ellie's Feelings Deli

HEEHEE I AM SO EXCITED TO TELL YOU ABOUT MAC!! This is a recap for all you squares who were too lazy to actually read through my last post and instead just skimmed it. Which is hurtful, btdubbs. XP <-- That's me, giving you a raspberry full of hurt and sad feelings, kind of like holding a cold, empty mug of hot cocoa, consumed long ago... Anyways... I figured I should give y'all a visual of my star-crossed devotee. (Remember, because "lover" is weird for everyone.) Add charm, talent, wit, and chocolate brown eyes, and what do you get? Hot. Dang. You get a worthy, virtuous and kind young man who can play the piano and guitar like a boss, who loves and respects his family and all those he comes into contact with, and who just oozes with the glow of the Gospel, along with dashing good looks. Also, his smile can literally knock an entire crowd of people right off their feet. Oh yeah. That weird chick in the picture is me. (Hahaha... I typoed it and it ...

Maybe not. But I think that it’s pretty dang fantastic. I am apologizing now for my last two posts, you’re probably thinking, “What’s this chick’s deal? Thinks she can just come in and BLOG AND BE ALL LAME ABOUT IT, HUH!?” Again, I apologize. I am a) SUPER mega lazy, and b) writing a speech about the conspiracies behind Abraham Lincoln’s death. Ooh! Conspiracies! Anyways… I promise that this post, at least, will be supermegafoxyawesome(hot). In fact, one day if you run into me on the street or in Heaven or something, please do stop me and say, “Ellie, dearest. Would you please recur to me your wonderful love story? I find it oh so fascinating.” And to that I will reply, “Oh, darling, of course I can repeat my wonderful love story to you!” All in British accents, of course. Truth be told, I love telling this story. It brings back now bittersweet memories of a time when my life was charmed and extremely simple. Now… Not so much. But! I know that at one point in my existence, life was...