Sweet Child O Mine.

Sweet Child O Mine, Guns N Roses

Guys, I can not even describe to you how much this song makes me smile. No, not necessarily because it's so cool to hear such a sweet song from Guns N Roses of all places, but because of my dad. It's one of his favorite songs. When I was little, he used to blast it (in the car, when he was cooking in the kitchen, etc.) and just belt out every word. He didn't sound half bad, but it made me laugh. I wasn't used to seeing my gruffy dad be so happy and reactive to music. He would grab me and dance with me and sing it to me, and although my eyes are not blue and hair not red, it made me feel special. My father and I are not very close. Not at all really, and it's more because of a personality clash than anything. But when I was little, I was his little girl; and I loved every second of it. This song makes me think of that. I think of how happy I was with him holding me, and how safe I felt. I always feel so safe when I'm around my dad. I really can't explain it or why it's him I feel like that around (he's about the same height as I am and I doubt he weighs much over 150), but he just has that effect on me and always has. I know those moments couldn't last forever, but the memories can and will. No matter how bad it gets with my dad, I will always remember what amazing times I had with him and how much he loves and cares about me. He'd do anything for me, even though I know he doesn't understand me one bit. There's that question that everyone gets asked a million times; If you could travel back in time once, where would you go? Some people say to see dinosaurs, Thomas Edison, Roaring 20's, the 50's, 80's... I would go back about ten or eleven years so I could dance on my dad's feet again in my favorite black and white dress.

I know you'll never read this, but I love you Daddy. I hope, when I'm older and moved out, that our relationship gets better. And I hope that I can always be your little girl, even though I know sometimes I'm not exactly your favorite. 

'Till next time,

Ladybug♥

P.S. "Whip It" is his second favorite. ;)

Once Upon A Midnight Dreary...

Or more like 3 AM.
To be completely honest, I have no idea why I'm awake.
But anyways, I was having a Buddah Moment and decided to share.

Little girl's (almost) fairytale wedding

...Well, not exactly.
Tonight, I think I look at life a little different. People are always saying "the clock is ticking!" (or more like annoying mothers). There's always a rush to spend the rest of your life with someone. I feel like girls ALWAYS feel like they need a boyfriend. Especially now a days. I mean, I see 12, 13 year old girls posting "I LOVE MY BOYFRIEND <333" statuses! The problem, my friends, is that they're never the one. It's always the one you least expect it to be. Sometimes it's a childhood friend you grew up with, sometimes it's the guy you meet at the bar after you get divorced from your husband of a month and a half; but it's never your "first love" Mr. Prince Charming.
I always (even up until today) used to say I wanted to be married young, and if I decided to have kids, have THEM young. Even if not kids, I always thought that if you're 30 and still not happily married, you never will be.
Friends, I was sadly mistaken.
My aunt, that's my dad's sister, was married today. She's been married before, and has two daughters. One being born when she was only 17. She's one of the strongest people I know. She took good care of her daughters and raised some beautiful, smart, responsible women. But she never seemed to find the right guy. Her first kid's dad was pretty much nothing. Didn't meet his daughter until she was a senior in high school. The next one was the one she actually married. I'm not saying he was a terrible guy, because I was only a kid &didn't exactly know the whole story, but I know he didn't treat her right. All I thought about when I seen her was I wish she could get someone who would treat her like the beautiful person she is. About six years ago she started dating this guy, and I never really knew him. Still don't. But they got married tonight, and I've never been happier for her. Her girls are raised up, so are his kids. It's about time she do good for herself. Of course, they've both been there, done that, so the wedding wasn't exactly a black tie affair (I wore a niceish blouse, jean shorts, and flip-flops), but why should it be? It was actually pretty fun. They wore these hilarious T-Shirts. Hers was of a wedding dress &his of a tux. AND THE FOOD! I swear I wasn't even this stuffed on Thanksgiving.