Butterflies and Bryan
So the more I thot about this title, the sappyer it sounded. Let me explain: These two words have nothing to do with each other (to throw in alittle sap, yes, I do still get butterflies when he touches me, kisses me, and when he gives me that look), it is only that I have been wanting to do a blog about these two subjests but neither is long enough to write a whole blog about, so I'm combining them. They are just two random thots that jump into my head throughout a week. Butterflies: Growing up I lived in Ecuador so it was only every 4 years or so that I would see my family in the USA. When ever we would go visit my Mom's Mom, Gramie Spence, you could tell that she loved butterflies and she collected them. Now as a teenager, looking at her house I remember thinking, "Gramie has WAY to many butterflies and her house looks tacky, old fashion, and too busy with all the butterflies". Her favorite color was blue too. So there were many rooms filled with blue and butterf...