When life pummels you with lemons…
Buy a new zester.
Make lemon meringue pie.
Admit that you can only juggle two objects at a time and not nearly as well as you could when you were a child.
Make lemon drop cookies.
Make lemon butt chicken. (Don’t judge! It is delicious and if you are very lucky I will make it for you some day.)
Learn how to preserve lemons.
Adopt a puppy and teach him to obsessively chase bright round objects.
Reboot and start all over again.
A native Californian with an East Coast sense of humor.
Wildly imaginative and suprememly logical.
My cabinets are overly organized yet my car is a pigsty.
Quite content with five star dining or taco trucks.
Someone that I can trust as much as I trust myself to "man the emergency exits" both literally and figuratively.
Someone brilliant, witty, honest, trustworthy, and perfect for me but not necessarily perfect.
Someone who will always maintain a childlike playfulness but who has already grown into a man in all other ways.
Someone who understands the greatness in the power of two and how our similar traits and talents can be magnified and our differences can be complimentary.
Someone who understands that life does not always take the chosen path but we have the ability to choose happiness no matter what the universe may throw our way.
Someone who knows that while it may be possible to Tango alone, life is a dance best done with two and is most enjoyable if both are dancing in the same direction no matter who is leading.
Love. Lust. Passion. Trust. Teamwork. Tears. Laughter. Endless laughter. Best friends. Forever friends.