Showing posts with label Jon-Michael. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jon-Michael. Show all posts

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Day 107: Jon-Michael is sandy-faced.

face plant on the beach.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Alison: Day 97: Salsa Bouquet

JM buys me flowers on occasion and almost always gets the same bouquet he bought me the first time we went on a date -- the salsa bouquet. It's a beautiful arrangement of the most vibrantly colored flowers you'll ever see.

This is one of the roses. I hung it to dry after the flowers had started to wilt.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Alison: Day 46: Still so tickled.


I'm still so tickled by the gifts I found on Valentine's Day morning. Here are a few of them.

Monday, February 14, 2011

Alison: Day 45: Valentine's Day

Looks like Cupid dropped by. This is a mix tape of love songs from Jon-Michael to me. I'm so excited to listen to it.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Alison -- Day 16: JM.

JM was all up in my business when I got home Sunday from working. We hadn't seen each other in over 24 hours. Crazy!!
He was up close for this shot, but really I'm only posting it because he said I'd already hit my maximum allowance of photos of him for this project.

Monday, January 10, 2011

Alison: Day 10

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Alison: Day 27. My boys.

These are my boys. Jon-Michael (the human, haha) is my boyfriend. We had just gone out to dinner for my birthday. And returned to my future home to pick up Olive (the cat).

Olive and Jon-Michael have had quite a relationship. At first, they conflicted. Olive didn't like there being a human man in my life. HAHA. He'd attack J.M.'s feet and just all around irritate the shit out of him.

But before long, Jon-Michael had won Olive's heart (much like he did mine). Now I think Olive might like him better than me!

This shot was taking on my future love seat after arriving at the house after dinner. Olive was there because he'd been at the vet all day having a wound tended to. When I do move, Olive's becoming an inside cat so that his momma (yours truly) doesn't have to worry about him wrangling up cat fights in the neighborhood.

So yeah, my boys.