Butterflies

I don't know why or what it is but after all these years, I still have the same butterflies I had when I met him outside of class back in middle school and high school.
I loved going to school because I was just so excited and happy to see him before class, between class and on some days, after school. For those quick few minutes between us, I always felt a rush. Like that excitement before the ride starts, before the first day of school, like being the first one to open up a brand new book, that moment before you blow out the candles on your birthday cake with your fingers crossed hoping your wish comes true. I know these sound like weird feelings to think of, but it's like little bursts of happiness and anticipation. I just enjoyed spending those quick little moments with him because they were simply with him. When you're with the right person, everything just clicks. And you don't care what you're doing as long as you're just with them because anything with them is worthwhile.

Sometimes I forget how amazing and special my relationship with him is. And all that we've been through and all that he knows about me and how he's stayed with me through everything. I'm really lucky to have him and for him to be so hopelessly head over heels in love with me. He's supported me throughout the darkest of times - from my issues in high school with my dad, the pressures of school and my grades throughout senior year to maintain my rank, the stress in college of financially affording it as well as the stress of trying to survive through the terrible D&D years and not drop out of pharmacy school, the roller coaster that was CVS where I sailed through dark waters for 3 years trying to find a way out, my wedding and house stress, to the more recent issues with my depression with my weight. There's a lot more I just don't have time to think and list them all, but he's been there. Throughout all the bridges I had to burn to light the way to where I am today, he's stood by them all watching me and supporting what I chose to do.

Sometimes I do wonder why he's still around. I'm not an easy person to be with, I would say. I do require some effort, a little more attention than normal at times and I can be reckless, difficult and stubborn. But he's still here and kicking. He still does everything I ask him to when I need him, even if he huffs and puffs, in the end, I usually get my way and he takes care of what I need. It's incredible to find someone like that. That is willing to do anything for you and want to make you happy. Sometimes even at the cost of their own happiness. If you find it, don't let it go. It's precious and rare. These are the people you want in your lives.

He does a lot and I'll admit sometimes I just don't give him enough credit. Sometimes I am a terrible person who doesn't appreciate what I have and realize everything I need is right there in front of me.. He's been working hard for the past year trying to re-align his goals and skillset to a different career path. That's hard. I say this because I don't think I would have the energy or motivation to do something like that. He took the time to switch gears and invest in it so that he can try and build us a better home and life. It takes a lot to be able to stand up and do that instead of giving up and just being complacent. I hate job searching and starting over. It's a lot of stress and the waiting game is hard for people who are impatient like me. I'm really proud of him for being able to do all this. He's been working hard, flipping his schedule all the time and being more responsible and accountable at his job.

And it feels really freaking good to know that I have his support and that he's so proud of my own accomplishments in the gym. I feel really proud of what I've done but for him to acknowledge it and be proud of me too feels really good. It's really important to have support where you need it most and when you need it most. Shit gets dark sometimes and it's hard to ask for help and support because you don't want to look weak but it really helps when your loved ones are able to support you in your time of need.

So how do you keep your relationship afloat and fall more in love with your significant other on the daily? I honestly don't have a clue. I just do and it just happens.

Every time a silly love song comes on the radio, I ALWAYS catch myself smiling and thinking of him immediately. Sounds lame, right? Well, this is how I feel every day waking up with him. When he wakes up for work and leaves, he also never leaves without coming back to bed and kissing me before he finally walks out the door. Meanwhile I'm that asshole like Sailor Moon who is constantly late for anything in life so I'm always bolting out the door in a rush so I don't do cute little things like this. But the fact that he does, gets me every time. It's the little things. You don't think they get noticed, but trust me, the other person is watching and noticing everything. 

A relationship can be hard but it's also a lot of fun and definitely worth it. I've been with the boy for 18 years now and I swear I grow more and more in love with him everyday. It takes a lot of patience, love (duh) and having open lines of communication.

My closest friends and family know that we are two totally different people - I still don't understand or know how we got together and grew so attached after all these years despite it either. Truth is, we are nothing alike in terms of interests, tastes, style, movies we like, how we dress, etc. We are so polar opposite. We met in 7th grade, set up by our respective bffs at the time, "dated" for a month, broke up but then spent the entire year still friends and talking on the phone everyday until we finally gave in to our feelings again and got back together when we entered high school in 9th grade. And here we are today. It was all an accident somehow in how we discovered each other and never could seem to stay away from each other. 

You also have to respect one another and agree to disagree a lot. I do a lot of things he hates, and I don't agree with him on a lot of things he likes either. I also hate his facial hair while he absolutely hates my blonde hair, hahaha. I can't stand being in Home Depot, which is the equivalent of torture for him waiting for me to try on clothes at the mall. But there's a lot of compromise and there's work involved. But when you do things for your other half just because you just want to make them happy and see them smile, well that's just the greatest feeling in the world, honestly. When you love someone so hard, nothing else matters but seeing them smile and being with them. 

Anywhere with you feels right. 
Anywhere with you feels like Paris in the rain.

 

North Shore Farms

The boy started a more regular schedule/hours at his new job but til the end of July, the only days off we have that coincide together is every other Tuesday. Today was one of them. I asked him what he wanted to do today and usually he wants to just stay home and play video games. But today he decided to take me out to Lavender by the Bay and spend the afternoon out on the North shore. I'm actually supposed to head out there this weekend with the Bitches of Cosplay. He was supposed to come too but since his new schedule he got last week no longer aligns with the stars, he chose to go with me today instead. Which means I get to go twice to this beautiful place! I went twice last year too and I learned that every time you come here, it's never the same. The blooms are always changing and it happens very fast once it starts. Hopefully this Sunday it will be even more in full bloom! Only a few English blooms were available today but it smelled heavenly as we entered the fields. And the sea of purple is just beautiful. 

I was here last year for a shoot but I actually hate those pictures because I looked so heavy in them. God what was I thinking at the time. I was bulging out in my dress that day and my face was so puffy at the time. I'm so glad I finally lost the weight. I look so much better this time around. And I feel so much better too. It's so cliche but I really do feel like a different person than I was last year. 

After Lavender, we stopped by Harbes farm on the way back for a quick snack. I swear, these farms are highway robbery when it comes to food especially since there are few places to dine with everything so far away and here and there, but damn the panini I had today was bomb. I'm still thinking about it right now about how good it was, even though it was $10. I don't want to pay $10 but I would get it again if I'm back out that way again, LOL. The boy worked there last summer for a few events and got the apple cider donuts for free and I guess he's hooked because he had me buy a dozen of those highway robbery suckers. Their strawberry soft serve is good though. It's a nice delicious blend of real strawberry taste (not that artificial shit) and creamy soft serve. It's light and not too sugary and overpowering. Too bad it melted too quick for me to take a pic for the gram. But it was delicious. Last year I tried their peach soft serve and loved that too. I'm curious about the corn if they have that later this year. I also had the strawberry lemonade and that was really good too. Annoyed it costs so much, but damn the food was actually really good. 10/10 would do again. 

Patty's Berries and Bunches is right across from Harbes too but we skipped it for this visit. I got my peonies there a few weeks ago and her flowers are sold for a pretty awesome price compared to my local florists. I wanted to try her ice cream flavors but they were closed last time. Hopefully I can stop by and try them this summer. Maybe this Sunday!

There are a lot of farms, farm stands, and wineries out north. They sell a lot of different home made goods too as well as fresh produce. They're slightly more expensive than the local supermarket but they're grown locally and really good. You can taste the difference as well as visibly see the difference. The color is more vibrant and everything just tastes so fresh. It's a nice area to stop for lunch too. There are different fruit pies to choose from to bring home, as well as locally homemade jams, jellies and honey. I'm growing impartial to this because of how delicious the food was in Paris when I was eating something not so chemically injected. I might grab a jar of jam on my way back next time to have with my toast in the morning when I indulge in carbs every so often. I miss having fresh Parisian croissants for breakfast too.

I'm glad I was able to go today with the boy. It's a really beautiful sensory experience. If you ever get the chance to visit, definitely go. It's a trek out to the very tip of North end but it's actually a nice ride as long as you go on a weekday with less traffic. Riding through the farms on the way there is really peaceful and a beautiful ride just soaking in the beauty of Long Island. I hated this as a kid because I was impatient in the car and just didn't appreciate anything. I would come out this way every so often because my friend lived out here and I was forever begging my parents to let me sleep over her house. And because she was Vietnamese too, she was one of the few families my parents trusted so I was allowed to stay over but not as often as I liked because they did live so damn far away so obviously my parents did not appreciate the trek up there to retrieve their damn daughter back, lol. I should've appreciated playing in these fields a lot more growing up though. I had so much beauty at my feet and I was a brat. Always remember to stop and smell the flowers. Especially now that you're older. Appreciate and enjoy everything. Take the time. It only takes a moment. 

Til next time,
- RxBarbie

Pride

One day I swear I'm going to make it to the Pride parade. I've wanted to go for the past 3 years but it's always fallen on a day I work.

I've been in the city all month on my days off and seeing the city all decorated in rainbows makes me so excited and happy. I love color. As much as I've tried to explore black and white photos, I've always ended up loving everything in color more. And that translates to everything in my life too. Nothing is ever really black and white for me, there are so many shades and flavors and facets and OMG, THE LIMIT DOES NOT EXIST. 

There's so much to see and do in the city during Pride Month and I hate living so far away because all the events are exclusive to one day or a certain week or time frame. I want to experience it all!  

I've always been a supporter of gay love because I simply do not see it any different than "regular" or "straight" love. I myself would identify myself as straight but I honestly see no difference in loving a man or a woman. You love who you love and it doesn't matter to me who you love as long as you are happy and healthy and it doesn't hurt anybody. It has always been a controversial and taboo subject in history, but truth is, same sex relationships are nothing new. They date back to ancient times in many works of art and history left behind.

I also don't see why homophobic people are so bothered or why another person's relationship can affect them in any way. Like why do you lose sleep over someone else's orientation? How does it affect your life in any way? It doesn't. Just because your neighbor likes apples while you like oranges, doesn't mean you should attack them in any way until they like the same things you do. We are all different and our own personal preferences and interests are what set us apart and make us different. I hate when people spend so much time and effort trying to make others assimilate to their liking.

But maybe that's why I identify with pride culture. I grew up always feeling different from the other kids. I was the only Asian girl in my school district growing up and because I looked different, I got bullied a lot and made fun of for how I looked. The common racist thing kids would do to me growing up is pull their eyes to side and say "ching chang chong." This was really hurtful to deal with growing up, I'm not going to lie. It was hard being singled out and mocked and pointed at. It made me hate my features a lot and felt like I could never fit in. 

Looking back now, I realize this was stupid. It's hard to tell a child to not to let these things get to you of course, but when you get older, you realize how ridiculous you are for letting these kids dictate how you feel. I know now that these remarks were made out of ignorance and terrible parenting of not teaching your kids to respect and be open to other cultures and their differences. You need to teach your kids that differences are beautiful and to be celebrated. Not to stereotype and pass on racist biases. I hope that if I ever have a child, I can teach my child to love others and be tolerant, open minded and respectful of other people's cultures, traditions, and customs.

You don't have to always agree, but you do have to be mindful of other people's beliefs. You have no right to intrude upon other people's happiness and well-being. What do you get out of making someone else feel like shit anyway? I never understood this of people. But they say misery loves company. For some reason, some people just get off on making other people feel like shit so that they can feel better about themselves. But if this it the type of person you are, it's really sad and pathetic that your happiness lies within making others unhappy. I feel sorry for you if that's what it takes for you to feel good about yourself. 

But I'm digressing again. The point is, I don't see my 'gay' friends as gay. I just see them as people. And all people deserve love and to be loved. There shouldn't be any laws around it or your rights as a person. That's stupid. Laws regarding love should simply be against the law, as ironic as that sounds. And they're not any different from you and me based off their sexual orientation. Two of my closest friends are gay and they're the most amazing, loving, caring, selfless people I've never met. They recently welcomed their first child into the world and it's so astounding and heartwarming to see how beautiful they are raising their daughter. They love so much and they give so much. And that's actually a lot of what I've discovered of the gay community as I befriend more and more people. They are some of the nicest, open minded, welcoming, tolerant people I've ever met. Compared to other people I've encountered in my life, they're the ones that have never made me feel different for how I look, how I dress, my nationality, my quirkiness, etc. They actually judge me a lot less if at all. I've never felt uncomfortable around anyone in the gay community. I can say I actually felt like I can be more of my truer self and let loose and not worry about what people think. 

I went to DragCon NYC last year and it was honestly one of the nicest cons I've ever been to. Everyone was like GIRL SLAYYYYY and YASSSSSSSS! I've never felt a more welcoming crowd. I'll be attending again this fall and I couldn't be more excited. They make me feel like it's normal to wear glitter on an everyday casual manner. Because, well, why the hell not? 

In real life I'm always asked what I'm dressed up for, or that I'm too dressed up or I'm too extra or my personality is too loud. But in the pride community, I always feel like a queen, hahaha. Like this is how we're supposed to normally be. My homeostasis is just glitter 24/7 if the norm would allow me to be. I swear, next year I'll just take the whole damn week off to celebrate and support my beautiful babes! 

Till next time! 
- RxBarbie