poeticphoenix’s blog

This happened on June 20th, 2008.

So a funny thing happened while at the Forum!

My boyfriend, J, and I were exploring the Forum (in Rome, Italy). We saw Caesar's grave and quoted Mark Anthony in front of the Senate stairs. (Yes we are that nerdy). While the sun beat down we passed a marble pillar. I was sweating, tired, and my feet hurt. Yet J insisted on seeing all the sites. He was trying to persuade me to sit on the pillar to take a picture. I was being my normal stubborn self.  

After reminding him that my parents were waiting for us, J agreed to head back towards the exit.J paused near the Temple of Venus...inches away from the exit. He begged me to sit on some marble steps so he could take my picture. I glanced at him and told him we were going to be late. He shrugged in and said in a smooth voice

"Fine, hold still...."

I gave him a a weird look. Off went his hat, off went my sunglasses. Down J got on one knee. I blinked in surprise as he took my left hand in his right.

"{insert my full name here} love of my life; light of my heart; my sun, moon, and stars. I love you now and always. You are my wolf girl, my heart, my life.....will you marry me?"

"*gasping**hyperventilating* Yes.... *gasps*" I leaned down and touched my forehead to his, kissing him lightly. J slipped the ring on my finger and I almost swooned. "Oh J....its beautiful." He grinned, standing to hug me.

We spent several minutes kissing. And for the rest of our Italy trip...J would ask me in secret if I would marry him. It was very romantic and I always said Yes!

Always,
 Becca

A poem I wrote for J....entitled "Boy"

I guess I am taking lessons with a star. While waiting to get a bucket of balls to begin my golf lessons, I overheard this conversation:
   *Girl behind counter: Name please?
   * Customer: Campbell, Bruce Campbell

I had to resist the urge to giggle while picturing a big chined, chainsaw handed hero fighting off the undead. Sometimes I am such a nerd....

Golf lessons went well. With my 9-iron I hit a clean, straight shot get past 130 yards and got a nice compliment from the coach. I was pretty constant with my 9-iron. My 7-iron and driver were a bit rough...I have not practiced in a while. I really want to get out there and play a round, just to see how I do. But I need to go on a slow, not packed day with someone who is very patient. Lol.

Have a wonderful week!
~Becca

Here is the link for one of my photo albums. Most of them I took for my Digital Photography class in college.

Enjoy....

Photo

This one is called "Symon's Smile".

His eyes twinkle with delight,
His smile is mischievous, a devilish grin,
The wind plays with his thin, braided hair,
His hand reaches out to me.
In the darkness I see his smile,
a young, innocent charm,
It is warm as the day's sunshine,
as innocent as the passing time.
The days grew darker after he left,
The gray clouds formed over my head,
He left us in saddness, and remorse,
but his memory lives on in his smile.
Sunshine streams slowly through the window,
His picture is pinned over my head,
His smile is fading, like the passing time,
but we will always remember his smile,
His young, innocent, playful smile.

Always,
 Becca

I AM ALL ALONE

I have no one to talk to and no one cares...
I feel a rift developing between J and I
I feel like I made the wrong choice
I miss Symon
I want to disappear
I want to run away

So I was trying to schedule a dinner out with all my friends. This dinner was suppose to be to celebrate the three April birthdays in the group. Plus I have not seen three of the couples forever. One couple was expecting their first child (Sebastian Paul was born on March 13th and he is a cutey), one was on a "no spending" deal for two months, and the final couple just never seem to go anywhere.

Well my plan backfired. And now Scotti is pissed at me because I forgot to include everyone and Mary is pissed at me because I picked a date she couldn't come (how was I suppose to know?) and the new parents are pissed because they can not find a babysitter. So frustrating....

I feel like I constantly have to please this group to stay on their good side. No matter what I do...I still feel like I am not part of the group. I feel so lost and like a complete failure.

What should I do?

Please help,
 Becca

So on last Wednesday night I took a cooking class. While driving there I was listening to my Ipod....my favorite toy. I was singing along to John Barrowman, seduced by his gentle tones and sexy voice...

*hurr hurr hurr*

Any ways, when I got to the school I put my Ipod in the front of my purse. The class went off without a hitch and I learned three fun and easy meals. I definitely want to try two of the recipes out next time there is a party. Tired and full, I headed home.

The next morning I could not find my Ipod. Worried I tore my car apart and franticly dug through my purse...
Nowhere to be found.
After work I went back to where I took my cooking class and asked the guard if anyone had found an Ipod...
No luck....

On Friday I was sick with worry...I had lost it.
Then when getting the mail, something glittered in the snow...
Lo and behold my Ipod was buried underneath at least an inch of snow. I had run it over three times with my car. I picked it up, wiped it off and prayed....

The battery was low, the top was scratched, and the front screen has a small crack in it...but it still WORKS!!!

I am amazed...I want to email Apple and tell them my story...I love my Ipod!

Always,
 Becca

So I...like many...love playing WoW. Sadly, I can not afford my own account right now. So I play on J's server....

Here are my two characters:

Kialana, Level 30 Shaman (on server Durotan) and Nimera, Level 5 Hunter (on server IceCrown)

Pictures:

Kialana.jpg

Nimeria.jpg

Ugh....

I can not believe this game.
The most important game of the year and my team...The Patriots look like crap. Sure they are winning by four points but for how long. The front line is not protecting Brady at all and he has no time to get off a good pass.

History could be made tonight or it could be destroyed.

I know I sound over dramatic but I am very nervous that the Pats may actually lose this game.

I hope not....

*paces*

I will not sit still until this game is over. halftime score: Patriots 7 Giants 3

Peace,
 Becca