ryan emailed me a long, juicy love poem today:
"roses are red,
violets are azul,
come join me at the ritz,
here in istanbul"
hmmm...let's see...
our little green house = long nights, quesadillas for dinner, piles o' laundry, stinky diapers and cleaning up the same messes every day.
ritz carlton istanbul = restful nights, room & laundry service, housekeeping, a chocolate on my pillow every night, and ryan.
tough one. missing you, ry.
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